October 21, 1996 |
Yuliya Parkhomenko scratched her head anxiously when asked what she knew about Vladimir I. Lenin, the founder of the Soviet Union, whose bearded likeness could until recently be seen on any wall or town square and whose name was added, mantra-like, to the names of most Soviet institutions. "Lenin?" the 10-year-old repeated with wonder. "Well . . . he's dead. . . ." She paused, fidgeting with her blond braid. Suddenly a huge grin lighted up her face.
September 25, 1994 |
To the class of 1995, the world will never look quite the same. This month, thousands of Russian high school juniors and seniors are being handed a book that could have gotten them arrested a decade ago. It is the first post-Soviet textbook of 20th-Century world history. Unlike its predecessors, this text is written in plain Russian, shunning Soviet-speak. It is determinedly devoid of ideology.
September 4, 1992 |
Move over, Miami: The newest hotbed of Cuban dissident activity is the longtime capital of world communism. Cubans who were sent to Moscow to become the ideological and technical cadre of Fidel Castro's regime ended up catching democratic fever as they watched Russia reject communism. Now as many as 500 Cubans living in the former Soviet Union are refusing to return to Cuba.
March 3, 1996 |
Alyosha, an impish-looking 5-year-old, eats caviar for breakfast, gets massages regularly and plays computer games. And that's not even the coolest stuff at his $8,500-a-year kindergarten. "We have nice toys and a swimming pool," he tells a visitor to his school with a shy smile. Prompted by his teacher, he adds: "Classes, too."
July 19, 2002
Russia has just adopted a new legal code that enshrines the principles of habeas corpus and the presumption of innocence. Capital has stopped fleeing the country and investment has begun to trickle in. Ford Motor Co. recently opened what is believed to be Russia's first foreign-owned large industrial facility. Yet as Russia finds its economic footing, a problem of a different sort is growing.
December 25, 1995 |
When the women storm in, full of frost and fury, Valentina Bunina fixes her face in a professional frown. She knows what will follow: tears, moans, anguish and despair. "When will we have heat?" the women cry, tugging tight their wool scarves. They shove their way into the tiny town hall, eight of them, then a dozen, then more. "If we could just have a little warmth, just a little . . . ," one pleads. Another scolds sharply: "We're dying here! We're freezing to death!