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For those of you hearing too much about Middle eastern refugees in Europe these days, it's good to know that not always it has been the case.
For the people who still ain't able to trust what they've read, here are some old pics of Polish refugees finding haven in Iran as Germans and Russians laid waste to their homeland during world war II.
"Love is the crowning grace of humanity, the holiest right of the soul, the golden link which binds us to duty and truth, the redeeming principle that chiefly reconciles the heart to life, and is prophetic of eternal good. " Petrarch
"Almost half a century after World War II, in an abandoned, dust-filled storage shed beside an old photography studio in Esfahan, Iran, Parisa Damandan found a unique collection of stunning Diane Arbus-esque photographs shot by Abolqasem Jala that are reminders of war in general and World War II’s human displacement. Four years ago, these discoveries were revealed in a book titled The Children of Esfahan, published in Tehran. The images were studio photos of Polish refugee children who found haven in Iran as Germans and Russians laid waste to their homeland.
Majid Abassi, editor of Neshan, the Iranian design journal, who sent this to me after reading my piece “A Sad Smile,” told me that many of the Polish children settled in Esfahan (Isfahan) and south Iran after being imprisoned by Russian captors. “The point of this book is that these were not always sad times but sometimes happy,” he noted. “They found Iran as a safe place for their life.”
For the people who still ain't able to trust what they've read, here are some old pics of Polish refugees finding haven in Iran as Germans and Russians laid waste to their homeland during world war II.
"Love is the crowning grace of humanity, the holiest right of the soul, the golden link which binds us to duty and truth, the redeeming principle that chiefly reconciles the heart to life, and is prophetic of eternal good. " Petrarch
"Almost half a century after World War II, in an abandoned, dust-filled storage shed beside an old photography studio in Esfahan, Iran, Parisa Damandan found a unique collection of stunning Diane Arbus-esque photographs shot by Abolqasem Jala that are reminders of war in general and World War II’s human displacement. Four years ago, these discoveries were revealed in a book titled The Children of Esfahan, published in Tehran. The images were studio photos of Polish refugee children who found haven in Iran as Germans and Russians laid waste to their homeland.
Majid Abassi, editor of Neshan, the Iranian design journal, who sent this to me after reading my piece “A Sad Smile,” told me that many of the Polish children settled in Esfahan (Isfahan) and south Iran after being imprisoned by Russian captors. “The point of this book is that these were not always sad times but sometimes happy,” he noted. “They found Iran as a safe place for their life.”