Talke Talks – One and then?

Howdy from Texas, dear readers,
I do not know what makes me a freak more in Texas, the fact that I, a single child and daughter of two individual children, together with another single child, a single child in a children and highly raised with large families, or the fact that I grew up completely without religion and would remain in a simplified Bible-referring and paved state.

I owe both irregularities to my birthland Russia, and both are related. Religion had no easy stand in the USSR; Political, social and other uncertainty were the result of the revolution, and so the birth rates went back rapidly. Instead of drowning his suffering in religion, the Soviet became atheistic, superstitious and drunk. Suddenly a single child seemed normal for many. Compared to residents of other poor countries, which as many children as possible acquired and who are working in agriculture, the colchosis in Soviet Russia had ensured that the poverty level was the same for everyone regardless of fertility. As a result, many Soviets thought about more uncertainty, whose rejection to the extended family I advocated without immeasurable suffering.

In this text, however, this text should not be about me, but about my daughter. Will she also be a freak like me? The Russian parents and other ex-post-sovjets that I meet in Texas are often borne-loved, because again religious. It turns out that a number of American splinter religions such as Pentecosters, Mormons and Baptists in the 90s have faithful in Eastern Europe. Of course, everyone was pious out of conviction and did not want to emigrate to America quickly and free of charge!

Those in my circle of friends who are still atheists and individual children have decided here in the USA out of alleged loneliness (or cultural appropriation?) To found a large family. In general, local minorities live out of the year, Chinese get as many children as they want, without the state being harassed as before, and are happy about daughters because women are worth something. Exciting what a life in progressiveness and prosperity (at least until now) can do with family planning.

But I stay steadfast. If I have learned a thing as a fulfilled single child with an equally fulfilled only child, then that you have to share your satisfaction with the mini family often and unabashedly, so as not to be mistaken or unnecessarily asked. US parents refer to a single child who are no longer planning or regretting or regretting all the dubious assumptions that are unsuccessful and lively hops in the bud, and so I always imagine all the dubious assumptions. After all, Jesus was somehow an individual child, not according to the Bible, but the common exegesis.

I thought I would also have a solution for religiouslessness. If I don’t write on this column, I can find out in the Kunstmuseum where I would like to take my daughter with me. Religious conversations arise when viewing the image without having to go to the church (I only do that for you).

After my daughter once again asked me in detail about Via Dolorosa, Maria’s Outfit and Veronika’s funny face cloth, she turned to a sexy portrait of Venus and Mars: “Who are they?” – “Other gods,” I said. “Can you choose which God you like best?” She asked me. Awesome, I thought, my joy hardly hidden, I raised a religious agnostic!

But the euphoria didn’t last long. My daughter has returned to Christ, cheerfully with friends in Lovesongs in the Bible summer camp of him and a “Jesus is King” t-shirt. At least I can say from myself that I have integrated my daughter a little more than my parents at the time. And hope that she doesn’t try to convert me like the Americans once the Eastern Europeans.