Date: 1 October 2000

Hello!
My name is Franek Rymaszewski.

I live in Australia, in the city of Sydney. Australia is a sunny, free and democratic country of great cultural diversity. There are very many immigrants here, from all over the world. Most immigrants came soon after the war. In that period they were British, Italian, Greek, Polish, Yugoslav, Dutch and German. I came from Poland ... originally. This is my story :

WHY  I  EMIGRATED TO AUSTRALA

I was born on 25 October 1923 in Poland and lived in town Pinsk, then Poland. During the Second World War, in April 1942 at the age of 18, I joined the Polish Armed Forces in the West. It was an Allied army, attached to the British army in England. The volunteers were recruited by the Free Polish Government-in-Exile located in London. This Polish Army in the West was the fourth largest armed force during that War and participated on every front of the war. (Point at my photo).

When Germany was defeated and the war ended in 1945, I could not go back home, because — to my great disappointment and concern for my future — Poland was still occupied. But instead of Germans, the Soviet Red Army and the KGB, their notorious Secret Police (then called NKVD), were the occupiers.

Moreover, the eastern part of Poland generally called Kresy, where I come from and where my family home in town Pinsk and my grandfather's landed estate were, has been totally annexed as part of the USSR.

The Soviet Union, which in 1939 assisted Hitler to start the war, later became, accidentally, our "ally" in the war with Germany. From the beginning, the Soviets, while getting recourses and aid from the West, proved to be uncooperative and unreliable, and in the end they turned out to be the invaders and ruthless occupiers themselves. Many Polish soldiers who returned home from the West after the war, were arrested by the KGB and deported to Soviet gulags. Having already experienced what life under communism was about, I had no choice but to remain in the West.

After discharge from the Army with status of an Alien, and therefore second-class citizen, I worked at lowly paid manual jobs in London, studying hard in the evenings to catch up with my education. Eventually I won a very modest scholarship from the Polish Exiled Government in London for a three year full time tertiary course in Building, being available as a study in an area of post-war "national importance". Although it was not my chosen profession, I completed the course with distinction.

s.s. New Australia arrives in Sydney in 1955

With diploma in my hand, I applied for an advertised position in Australia. The vacancy was for a design draftsman with the Australian Iron and Steel Pty Ltd in Port Kembla, south of Sydney, and included an assisted passage. They selected me and, in 1955, I emigrated aboard the ship s.s. New Australia. I was then 32 years old, and single.

After four years of working in Australia, doing overtime, saving my wages and living frugally in the staff hostel next to my employer's smoky Steelworks, I felt increasingly very lonely. And in 1959, I went back to England. I undertook additional studies in London, living on my savings, and qualified as a Structural Engineer. Afterwards, I went to have a look at life in Canada. Over there, I worked for Du Pont of Canada Ltd in Montreal, Quebec, an industrial chemical company building their own factories for the new technology of plastics production. Eventually I went to Toronto in Ontario, where I got married in 1962.

As time went on, the world political situation was becoming grim. The Free Western world was facing the Communist Soviet world committed to a systematic attempt to take over any country it could. This continuous provocation was described as the "cold war". In this situation I became convinced that Poland would not become free in my lifetime, unless there was a nuclear war with the Soviet Union. Such a war was unthinkable, therefore it meant that there was no hope for me and my family of ever going back home to my own country.

Canada was attractive. The countryside looked much like I saw in Kresy in Poland. It reminded me of my happy childhood and the forests —  I liked the smell of fir and pine resin. However, Australia, although a dry and "a sunburnt country", offered better prospects and protection for my three infant children — as far away as possible from Communism and their nuclear threat. So I decided to return to Australia ... And, in 1966, I made my home in this country.

34  YEARS  LATER

Sydney in 2000

I am now, in the year 2000, 77 years old.
We are the only Rymaszewski family in the whole of Australia at this time, and I am the only member alive from my original Polish family.

Before it is too late, I thought, I should leave some record about our origin — who we are, and where we came from — and save my children's heritage from being lost forever.

As many descendants of immigrants know well, it is so easy to lose the family history and so hard to gain it back. So I devoted this website to my family background and to our genealogy.

Unfortunately, my knowledge of family history is very limited, because in September 1939, with the outbreak of the Second World War, my part of Poland was invaded by the Soviet Union. And on 13 April 1940, at the age of 16, I was uprooted from my home in Pinsk, Polesie province, by the Soviet Secret Police, and deported to Siberian hard labour, frost and famine. At the same time I have lost my father, executed by firing by the Soviets, also I've lost my brothers and my country.

After two years of suffering in Siberia, I was very fortunate, thanks to Hitler attacking the Soviet Union, to get out of the USSR still alive in April 1942, with the General Anders Polish Army. Then, after the war service, the fate finally brought me to Australia.

For 50 years, I have been isolated from my homeland and my past. I have no family documents or records to help me with my genealogy except what my father told me before he was murdered by the Soviets and what I remember myself. And a few photos and notes. My children grew up without contact with their roots and without educational help in their mother language and heritage, which other migrant children in Australia have been receiving from their free mother countries

AND  NOWADAYS,  AFTER  THE  COLLAPSE  OF  THE  SOVIET  UNION

And nowadays, after the collapse of the Evil Empire which in 1939 stabbed in the back and butchered Poland — my home town Pinsk, our house with large garden grounds, as well as my grandfather's country home and landed estate, all robbed by the Soviet-Russian Imperialists, were not returned to Poland. One of newly created post-Soviet states, Belarus, has taken over our land and our properties. In Belarus, still in the year 2009, there is no democracy. The "reforms" didn't go very far. Under the dictatorship of Alexander Lukashenko, things remain there like they were very much in the Soviet Union.

Vladimir Putin, a former lieutenant colonel who operated as a KGB spy in Dresden in the Soviet-occupied East Germany was elected the president of Russia. He muzzled, exiled or jailed the new Russian oligarchs and combined their holdings into huge state-run corporation to finance his dream of a new Soviet empire. He salvaged the remnants of the Soviet Union including its political tactics of threats and blackmail to the western countries. He kept the Soviet national anthem, with the updated words by the same author. Under an excuse of following the American example of "war on terror" he bloodily subjugated Chechnia. However, he suffered a serious setback when his attempt to place Ukraine under direct Russian political control backfired as Ukrainian people took to the streets, launching the famous Orange revolution. During his 8 years of presidency, press freedom has been intimidated. Twenty two (!) Russian reporters plus a number of political opponents, who have spoken out against Putin's administration, have been mysteriously murdered. And recently in 2008 he intervened militarily in Georgia.

Our Family Tree, a solid Polish oak, had suffered a raging Communist storm and was uprooted.

One of its offshoots, still weak, is now growing in Australia.

In June 2001, at the age of 78, I had a heart attack due to vascular blockages — a result of lifelong accumulation of cholesterol which could have been prevented. In September 2002 I underwent an open heart bypass surgery for heart failure. With a new start I hope to live long. Rymaszewskis are known for longevity.

12th September 2007 : THE YOUNGEST DESCENDANT


One-day-old Henry Kasper Rymaszewski the son of Julian, my second grandson, is held by myself, his 84-years-old grandfather (dziadek)

On the 8th of October 2008 I have moved out of Sydney and now live in the city of Melbourne, 1000 km away.

My relocation was arranged by my daughter Celina living in Melbourne who offered care, if necessary, and support due to my advancing years. I am now 85 years old.

However, I still live independently near the downtown, look after myself and continue to maintain this website.

Melbourne downtown in 2008 (Flinders Railway Station)

P.S.
AUSTRALIAN FLAG and AUSTRALIAN ANTHEM

I feel at home and happy in Australia, but ..... I wish Australia had a neat, distinctly australian looking and easily recognisable flag.

 

I think the flag below with a boomerang, designed by Ross Carter who hoped it would be shown to the world as our flag in the 2000 Olympic Games, is the answer.

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Also, I wish we had an easy to sing national anthem, instead of an exercise in musical scales. And an enthusiastic anthem with plain, easy to understand words.

I believe 85% or more Australian citizens (especially migrants including myself) are not able to sing their own national anthem for the above reason, and have difficulty to understand, memorize and pronounce its words.