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[A Polish version of this story was published in InformacjeUSA. Read the story here.]
On the morning of April 10, 180 Polish-American high school students sat stone-faced and speechless in the expansive upper gallery of Chicago’s Polish Museum of America. The students had been scheduled to take a tour of the museum when the news arrived: Polish President Lech Kaczynski, his wife, and nearly a hundred other members of Poland’s government had been killed in a plane crash.
Malgorzata Kot, head librarian at the Polish Museum, was unsure of how to approach the impromptu task of consoling a roomful of shell-shocked teenagers.
“Normally when such a massive group is coming, there is no possibility for them to be silent,” said Kot, 37. “But they were totally silent.”
Then instinct kicked in. The students, brought up in Chicago’s Catholic schools and churches, knew what they needed to do next.
“We all started to pray,” Kot said. “It was a moment of extreme togetherness. A lot of people, in the moment of such a massive tragedy, feel the urge to be together.”
This story is part of a unique collaboration of nine Chicago area ethnic news media exploring the relationships between immigrants and their children. The stories were released in early June 2010 by Extra (Hispanic), the Polish Daily News, 4NewsMedia (Polish), Pinoy Newsmagazine (Philippine), Al Moustaqbal – Future newspaper (Arab), India Tribune, Korea Daily News, Fra Noi (Italian), Draugas – The Lituanian World-wide Daily, and Reklama (Russian). Click here to access the other stories: Health made harder: How Latino families translate the system, Dual citizenship gives new meaning to Italian Americans, For Korean-Americans, culture, too, is lost in translation, Learning to be a woman in the Arab-American community, Youth engagement in the Lithuanian American community, Filipinos turn to nursing homes for elder care, Reclaiming roots: Young Russian Americans find – and preserve – their identity, and Pursuing creativity, sustaining Indian culture.
After the April 10 tragedy, thousands of Americans expressed their sympathy toward the Polonia district of Chicago,
the world’s largest community of Poles outside of Poland. Young and old members of the Polish community publicly mourned the officials and dignitaries who died in the crash, but it’s unclear whether the younger generation of American-born Poles truly relate to the disaster the way their immigrant parents and grandparents do.
With the June 20 special elections rapidly approaching in Poland, the ties that bind are about to be tested. How strongly will second generation Poles in Chicago stay connected with their parents’ homeland? Can an American-born Pole really stay in touch with his or her roots?
Kot thinks so.
Second generation Poles find own way to mourn
In the days following the tragedy, Kot saw many of her younger Facebook friends change their profile pictures to patriotic images, such as the Polish flag in the shape of Poland, or the iconic Polish eagle wearing a black ribbon in memory of the officials who died in the crash. Polish-American high school girls, she noticed, began wearing red, white and black barrettes in their hair.
Before the crash, it was nearly impossible to tell which young people were Polish and which were American. But with the disaster came an upsurge in patriotism. “When you see groups of students and they are uniformed, they look alike,” Kot said. “But after the situation, you were able to spot it.”
Across town on the morning of the crash, Kot’s eleven-year-old niece Olivia Konieczny and her classmates sat silent in their chairs at Polish Saturday school, glancing at one another uncomfortably as their teacher wept. “Everyone was sad, but no one was really crying,” she said. “And everyone was shocked, but I don’t think as much as my teacher. I wouldn’t understand [how my teacher felt] because she was born in Poland.”
Olivia was born in Chicago to immigrant parents from southern Poland. Like some 17,000 other Polish children in the Chicago area, she goes to Polish school on Saturdays to learn the history and language of her ancestors. She often speaks Polish with her two best friends, visits her cousins in Gniewczyna, Poland, every other summer and sits down with her parents and nine-year-old sister Gabi for a traditional Wigilia dinner every Christmas Eve.
Even so, the fifth-grader said, fully relating to her teacher that day was impossible.
“Poland was her country, and my mom’s and my dad’s,” Olivia said. “But Lech Kaczynski was their president, and he wasn’t really my president.”
Olivia’s parents arrived in the United States 16 years ago, and make a conscious effort to pay tribute to their and their daughters’ heritage. Olivia’s mother works as a secretary in her Polish school and makes an effort to shop at Polish-owned grocery stores. Still, Olivia’s parents understand that she considers America home because she was born here.
“They know that,” she said, “and they respect that.”
Other children in Olivia’s situation felt somewhat detached from their parents’ grief. But Kot insists that children above age 12 were “a part of the conversation.”
In fact, she said, today it is easier than ever for young people to display their loyalty to Poland because of social media sites like Facebook, which allow them to instantly project their thoughts and feelings to an entire network of friends. But Facebook doesn’t make it any easier for young Poles to appreciate how this tragedy will fit into to the fabric of Poland’s history.
Old suspicions linger
Polish Museum of America director Jan Lorys, 61, has lived in the U.S. since he was three, and likened the April 10 disaster to the 1963 Kennedy assassination. Others have compared its enormity to that of the Katyn massacre of 1940, the very event President Kaczynski and the other Polish dignitaries were on their way to commemorate when the crash occurred.
“A whole level of government was just eliminated,” said Lorys. “There’s a lot of speculation as to what happened, who’s responsible, and why they were all traveling on one plane.”
Lorys explained how many in Chicago’s Polish community faulted Russia for not immediately publicizing the information from the flight’s black box. Recordings from the black box have yet to be made public, but Polish authorities will release them soon.
“Nobody really wanted to believe that the plane had some kind of accident,” said Adam Lizakowski, 53, a renowned Polish poet who immigrated to the U.S. in 1981 and now lives in Chicago.
A dual American-Polish citizen, Lizakowski said the centuries-old prejudice against Russia is probably not as inherent to Polish-Americans as native Poles. “In the history of Poland, we always suspect Russians. People who were born here [in America] probably look different on [Russians]. But who can know better than neighbors?”
Press releases suggest the crash was due to pilot error. Mariusz Gbiorczyk, vice consul of the Polish consulate in Chicago, doesn’t believe in the conspiracy theories surrounding the accident, but admits that the history behind the crash site makes the tragedy all the more curious. “It is a farce of history that this crash happened in the same place where seventy years ago the massacre of Polish officers took place,” he said.
An important understanding binds the generations
In the days following the disaster, Gbiorczyk, 33, kept the consulate open past normal hours; mourners who came by filled two books with written condolences and lit candles late at night.
Chicago’s numerous Polish television stations responded with similar solemnity, cutting comedies and soap operas from their programming in favor of more serious patriotic fare, such as documentaries on the Katyn massacre. Similarly, disc jockeys on Polish radio stations played Chopin and classical music, avoiding genres not appropriate to national mourning – “like disco or whatever,” Lizakowski said.
Olivia may not feel the same patriotic fervor toward Poland as her forefathers, but that doesn’t mean she can’t appreciate the significance of the plane crash in her own way. While standing outside an overcrowded Sunday mass in northwest suburban Niles, watching as the names of the plane crash victims were taped onto a monument, Olivia came to an important understanding.
“I was feeling impatient because I wanted to go home, because it was really cold, but I was also really sad because the wall—it was so many people and it was jam-packed,” she said. “I began to feel sadder than ever as I finally began to realize how many people it actually was.”