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Volume 125 Issue 7
Life style updates
August Newsletter 2021
IN THIS ISSUE
Activities
Tokyo Olympics
2020
Aged Care Employee day
Independence
of India
Independence of Ukraine
Your story
Dates to
Remember
Birthdays of the month
Upcoming
Events
PLEASE NOTE, that all video calls requests can be emailed directly to Leisure
Lifestyle Department: Helen.Drenovski@kalynacare.com.au
August, the last month of winter in the Southern Hemisphere and last month of summer to the rest of the world has a name originating in the the Roman Empire. Initially, August was the sixth month of the year and was called Sextilis. However in 8 BCE, the month was re-named to August, in honor of Augustus Caesar, the first Roman emperor. In the month of August, the cold weather often got the better of us in Melbourne but luckily we had few warm sunny day when the temperature reached 17C. Residents spent some time outdoor and done gardening. During this month we also had a few celebration which made days special to our residents .
Kalyna Care would like to thank Coles and the
staff from the Caroline Springs store For their kind Donation of Plants and Morning
Tea for our Residents.
Tokyo Olympics 2020 which was postponed until 2021 finally happened and was greatly celebrated at Kalynaca care. Our residents were very exited and actively took part in
the many activities. The Tokyo 2020 Olympic Torch Relay honor by Olga D. , Alexandra P. and Longin K. throughout Kalyna Care.
Residents gathered in the hall where they were divided in a groups. They competed one against another in the games such as table tennis, socker, Bean Bag Toss, Quoits
and more. After the games everyone enjoyed food and took photos.
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On the 7th of August 2021, we celebrated the Aged Care employee day at Kalyna Care for the first time. A day for each person who works at the aged care to be recognized for their dedication, hard work and effort means a lot. Each day we are dealing with different situations and challenges. Starting with the facility manager and finishing with gardener
each person playing important role in the life of Kalyna Care and it’s people. The regular, basic daily needs what we are helping with very often are unseen and unrecognized.
Many staff goes beyond their responsibilities to help residents, to support in the difficul-ties of the residents. That’s why it’s nice to
have the aged care employees day when workers are recognized, and feel appreciat-ed. It will be a time when staff may gather
together, share knowledge, taste food, play games and have a good time. Let’s
remember : “It is the little things that usually have the greatest impact in life...a smile, a
hug, a thank you, a compliment.”
Happy Aged Care employee Day!
“Six in the morning As soon as you walk through that door Everyone needs you again The world's out of order It's not as sound When you're not around All day on your feet, hard to Keep that energy, I know When it feels like the end of the road You don't let go You just press forward
You're the engine that makes all things go Always in disguise, my hero I see a light in the dark Smile in my face When we all know it's hard There's no way to ever pay you back Bless your heart Know I love you for that Honest and selfless I don't know if this helps it but
Good Job You're doing a good job, a good job Good job You're doing a good job Don't get too down The world needs you now Know that you matter Matter, matter yeah”
At Kalyna Care we celebrated the 73rd year of India’s independence from the 9th to the 13th. Each day, residents did something different: cooking , crafts, watch Bollywood movies, learn about India which finished with nice celebrations and dances performances by our staff and Care Manager, Paul. Do you know what the colors of the Indian flag represent? Saffron represents stands for courage and sacrifice. White represents peace, unity and truth. Green stands for faith and fertility. The blue symbolizes the sky and the ocean.
Residents had a busy time cutting and cooking Indian fried vegetables with bread. After that they had a good time to tasting their own cook meal.
“This all is mine. It’s called Ukraine. Its beauty takes my sight away. I hold my breath to seize this wonder, These steppes, and sky, and woods to wander,
And holiness, so pure and devoted, Its chastity and sycamores along the way. This all is mine. It’s called Ukraine. My sacred beauty never-fading,
I talk to God right here standing.” Lina Kostenko
Cutting Kievsky aka Kiev Cake Singing Anthem of Ukraine
For everyone, being Ukrainian means different things. However, for the Ukrainians in Ukraine and
around the world for those who continually keeping their cultural tradition and passing it through
generations, it’s part of their identity. Being able to celebrate the independence of a young country with
such a long history is very important., and special. For those Ukrainians who are in Kalyna Care we
created a celebration with a presentation by Professor Marko Pavlyshyn, which we greatly appreciate.
The residents could track their hometowns on map of Ukraine, share they stories, sing and share
nice food.
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Мій рідний край
Вдалині за річкою срібний зорепад
І вином порічковим всіх частує сад,
Літньою долиною йду не поспіша
Вишнею й калиною втішена душа. Це край, де я родилась і живу,
Де все для мене рідне — не байдуже,
Де зірка з неба впала у траву,
Щоб ти мене побачив милий друже.
Це край моєї втіхи і сльози,
Із рідним словом, з рідними піснями
Тулюся до вкраїнської краси,
Бо це взяла від батька і від мами.
Пахнуть луки травами, пахнуть до знемог
Грішне разом з праведним в силуетах двох,
Музика над тишею, хоч на струнах грай
І душа утішена — ЦЕ МІЙ РІДНИЙ КРАЙ!
My native land
Far away over the river shore silver stars are
falling.
And garden offers currant berries vine.
I walk leisurely through summer valley.
My soul inspired by cherry and viburnum
(Kalyna) blossom. This a land where I was born and where I live,
where all for me is native and well beloved,
where star had fallen from the sky into the grass
to make you look at me, my soul mate.
This is a land of my cheers and teers
with native word and native songs.
I'm taking care of Ukrainian beauty,
which I have got from my daddy and my mom-
my. The meadows give us smells of grasses, strong smells,
when we are together.
The music is in the air, the heart sings,
the soul pleasured - THIS IS MY LAND!
During the week of celebrations, we cooked Ukrainian deruny (Potato pancakes), watch
Ukrainian movies, sang and replicated the special 30th anniversary flower.
Maria Zaleckyj “Maria’s story is a great one. She told much of it to her
beloved daughter Olga, who did the work of recording it in
writing, and to whom we owe the first part of this elegy
today. Maria was born the second daughter of Ludwig Zhyshko and
Stefania Ellert on the 8th of May 1930 in the village of
Vyshkivka in northern Ukraine. It was an ugly time and place
to come into the world. That place was ruled by Stalin’s servants, and they were on a
mission to murder every one of her kind by torture, bullets
and starvation. Few survived, and those who did would carry
their wounds forever. Soon the only remaining members of the family were Maria, her dear sister Leokadia and
their mother Steftsya. They had nothing but each other. And matters were about to
become even worse. Hitler’s army arrived, and now there were two vicious monsters fighting for power, with
Maria’s family and millions of others caught in between. The chances of survival were
small, but Steftsya was a mighty woman. She decided that whatever happened, the family
must stay together. Imagine waves of destitute people running through the smoke,
stench, panic and gunfire to anywhere they might find shelter and food for one more day.
Barbara De Angelis once said: “We don’t develop courage by being happy every day.
We develop it by surviving difficult times and challenging adversity.” Today we are living in a peaceful time, surrounded by beautiful nature and country.
However, it was not always like this for the residents of Kalyna Care. Many years back
many migrants from around the world moved to Australia due to wars, to escape poverty
or to find a better future for their families. Many emigrants found the courage to move
thousands miles away from their homeland, with limited English, very little or no money
in their pockets to the completely new to them country, Australia. In fact, many Ukrainian
migrants settled here as well. They worked hard and built new life here in Australia. They
took a big challenge to develop the retirement village , a home where they can keep their
traditions and communicate in the same language especially important for them when
they grow old. It was people who overcome many hardships that made the Kalyna Care
the way you may know it now. Each and every individual made an impact not only on
their own lives and culture but also on development of Australia. There are many stories
to tell and many to listen to. There is no household that doesn't have a story to share.
One story is of Marira Zalevski who passed away recently who’s family would like to
share. Many of you may find it very familiar and for many it can be another reminder that
there will always be better days to come.
THE JOURNEY OF LIF E
In 1943, Steftsya, Leokadia and Maria rode a wave to Germany. Maria was 13 years old when they arrived at the town of Kelsterbach, which housed a
huge processing camp. It was a place she would later describe as hell. There, they were to be used as labourers in the German war effort. Worst of all, Maria,
Leokadia and Steftsya would need to be separated from one another, unless they all went
to do hard labour on the railways which were being bombed by the Allied forces. So they
went to work on those railways. Again, they survived, and again they stayed together.
After that, they were sent to work on a farm until 1945, and then in a hotel in the
municipality of Rüdesheim, and then in the Nurses’ Home. It was in Rüdesheim that Maria
met Stefan Zaleckyj, a young Ukrainian who lost his entire family. He was to be the love of
her life. On Maria’s 15th birthday, the German forces surrendered, and the European war was over.
But there was no way back home to Ukraine, and the family remained displaced and on
the move.
In September 1947, in Bad Wildungen, Central Germany, Maria gave birth to a daughter
Olga, who would be the light of her life.
Two years later came the chance to emigrate. According to Leokadia, Steftsya was
determined to go to some place called Australia, because the word was that there you
could get work and would have bread to eat. So they did.
To get to Australia, the family would have to separate for a time. That must have been
really daunting. Maria, Stefan and Olga travelled on a ship to Sydney and were interned first
at Bathurst and then at Nelson’s Bay, where Stefan went to work for BHP.
In 1950, Maria, Stefan and Olga moved to Melbourne and were reunited with Steftsya and
Leokadia, who had settled here.
Leokadia had married Petro Hunderuk, and now Steftsya married Vasya, a man who had
lost his own entire family. Together with Stefan and Olga, those beautiful people became
the foundation of Maria’s family. They all worked. And they worked, and they worked.
They built houses with their own hands, and Maria and Stefan built a butcher shop and a
fruit shop, just down the road here, which they would run together for more than thirty
years.
And they watched as Olga, the one thread by which their lineage hung, blossomed into a
wonderful young woman. Olga found the love of her life, Peter, and then came more
friends for life, first among them Stuart and Christine. Olga and Peter became educated,
and all together, they worked. And they worked, and they worked.
There were wonderful friends and neighbours: I remember Hannelore and Petro
Knihinitzkij, Hanya and Mykhaylo Darmoros, the Mamchur family, Marianne and Gisela
Bock, and many more. And there were Alan and Mary Sanford, who owned the milk bar
next door, and who became eternal friends. Alan and Mary spoke English, and so did Maria
and Stefan. Gradually, there came prosperity, and they even managed to buy a delightful old farmhouse
in Daylesford. That was their Bonnie Doon.
When I first had the pleasure of meeting Maria, she was 42 years old. She must have
hugged me a thousand times before I had my first memory of anything.
Soon after, came Simon, my partner in crime.
Maria, Stefan, Olga, Peter, Simon and I lived under the one roof. While Olga and Peter
worked to build a medical practice, Maria and Stefan continued to run the shop. And they
would take us boys to the park. There were regular shopping trips to Airport West. In the
VW van, they took us for holidays to the Grampians, to the beach, and, of course, to
Daylesford. The drive to Daylesford was long, but at the end of the voyage there would
always be fish and chips. Maria loved fish and chips. We would spend days walking in the
bush and swimming in the lake, and nights making toast by the fireplace.
In 1980, Daniel was born, and Maria’s delight was beyond words. I watched her feed him,
bath him, towel him off until he was gleaming like the chrome on a Cadillac, cuddle him,
dress him ... and then do it all over again. In 1983, Maria and Stefan closed the shop, and somewhere around that time, they went on
holiday to Queensland in the van. They couldn’t have been away for more than a couple of
weeks, but the house felt wrong without them, and it felt like an eternity to me. Toward the
end of it, I remember thinking, “I really don’t know how much longer I can wait before I
need to get on my bike and go looking for them.” And when they came back, what a sight it
was! I think they must have made the Guinness Book of Records for most coconuts and
pineapples strapped to the roof of a VW van – without a single one falling off. But you
didn’t see much of that kind of fruit here in those days, and it was expensive, so it was
special, and they were bringing it back for us to enjoy.
In 1985, Olga, Peter, Simon, Daniel and I moved house to Kew, and Maria and Stefan moved
back to their original home here, in Holt Street. Now there was distance between our
homes, but Maria and Stefan were still constantly with us. Every few days, the van would
come up the driveway, filled with vegetables from the Victoria Market, and there would be
stories about each one of those vegetables. And every Friday night, Maria and Stefan would
kidnap Daniel and bring him to Deer Park for the weekend. I would often go too, because I
wanted to. And then there were Sunday lunches, everyone together, at Holt Street.
The highlights of each year were Easter and Christmas, and those were always at Leokadia’s
house, next door to Steftsya. Leokadia and Maria would toil in the kitchen from dawn, and
then we would eat, drink and squabble. Everyone was there.
In the 1980s, we lost Did Vasya, then Vuyko Petro, and then Steftsya. But we also gained
Adam Dykyj and his two daughters Lidia and Mary, and Mary is here with us day.
Soon afterward, we gained Anne, the first Australian member of our family. In 1992, when I
first brought Anne here, Maria and Stefan were at home, working in their garden. Anne
remembers having some trepidation about how she would be received, but she recalls
Maria and Stefan crouching among the flowers, looking up at her, and smiling. Anne grew
deeply fond of them both, and they embraced her as one of our own. Anne has said to me
many times that she loves Maria, and she knows that had the two met under any other
circumstances, they would still have been friends forever. That love went both ways.
In 1993, Maria and Stefan travelled back to Ukraine, on unfinished business, and when they
came back here, they knew once and for all that they were Australians.
In the following years, Stefan became unwell, and Maria and family stayed by his side. In
2002, he died, and she had to wait 18 long years to be reunited with him.
Once Stefan was gone, Maria again went to live with Peter and Olga, who welcomed her
with open arms.
In this 21st century, she had the joy of seeing Daniel find Alida, and she saw a third
generation of descendants grow strong: Nadia and Steven, and then Alexander and William.
She took an interest in everything they did, and she was happy every time she saw them.
They loved her too.
In recent years, Maria slowed down a little, but only when she was told to, and sometimes
not even then. Peter and Olga cared for her beautifully, and she was deeply grateful for
that.
In the final part of her life, Maria went to live at Kalyna Care in Delahey with Leokadia –
her first friend, and the only person on earth who was with her throughout the entire 91
years and 97 days of her life. The only one who shared everything. And the two of them
were together to the very end. Maria faced death the same way she faced life: head on. She knew it was coming, and her
words were, “Іду до Мами” – I’m going to where Mum is. As always, all that mattered was
to have her family with her. And she did. So here we are, to say goodbye, in circumstances most intimate, in a place where we have
spent many days, happy and sad. Most of the people who would like to be here today can’t
come. Only the very closest are here. Simon is on the other side of the world. He can
swim across an ocean, and he would, if there were any way for him to join us. Simon
shares these words: Regrettably I can’t be there with you all at Baba’s funeral, but fortu-
nately I am able to say a few words in her remembrance. As far back as I can remember,
Baba has been a part of my life, albeit in the background, and some of my earliest fond
memories include that she was a kind, quiet, sincere and tough lady whom I loved very
much and who will be dearly missed. I was lucky to have her as my grandmother.
Of all the voices to end with, there is none better than Maria’s own, and I will share this in
the old tongue and then in the new.
У 2005 році відбулося зібрання українців тут у нашій старій околиці. Марії хотілося брати участь у ньому, і вона попросила мене завезти її туди. Переїжджали ми через міст над річкою Ярра, а Марія раптом каже: - Андрію, коли я помру ...
Я на неї подивився. - Бабуня, ти що? Хіба ж ти помираєш?
А вона до мене: - Мовчи й слухай. Коли я помру, скажи їм, що я прожила більшість мого життя у
такому раю, де можеш їсти скільки хочеш, можеш ходити куди хочеш, казати що хочеш. Скажи їм, що я була щаслива. In 2005, there was a gathering of Ukrainians here in our old neighbourhood. Maria wanted
to take part in it, and she asked me to drive her there.
We were crossing a bridge over the Yarra, and Maria suddenly said:
“When I die ...”
I looked at her and said, “Come on, Grandma. You’re scarcely dying.”
And she said to me, “Be quiet and listen. When I die, tell them that I lived most of my life in
such a paradise where you can eat all you like, go where you like
and say what you like. Tell them I was happy.”
What a wonderful human being. Вічна їй пам’ять. “
Andre Bevz
Our Values
RESPECT – for and
with those who we care
for, those we work
with and those with
whom we have involve-
ment.
These values are:
Improvement
Respect
Empathy
Support
Privacy and Dignity
Equity and Encourage-
ment
Compassion
Trust
Understanding
UPCOMING EVENTS
IN SEPTEMBER
3RD OF SEPTEMBER-
FATHER’S DAY
CELEBRATION
21ST OF SEPTEMBER -
RESIDENTS &
REPRESENTATIVE MEETING
24TH OF SEPTEMBER-
AFL GRAND FINAL
CELEBRATION
28 TH OF SEPTEMBER-
PANCAKES BIRTHDAY
CELEBRATION
Kalyna Care
344 Taylors Road
Delahey 3037
Melbourne
Phone
+61 3 9116 4100
Fax +61 3 9116 4101
General enquiries:
info@kalynacare.com.au
Leisure lifestyle
Department:
Helen.Drenovski@kalynacare.com.au
Hairdresser
Temporarily
suspended due
to lockdown
Dietician
Monday
27th September
Podiatrists
date
TO be confirm
We welcome to
our
Community
OLHA KLYMENKO
BORIS ZARADIC
RENATE WEST
Birthdays in
July:
Anka Dasovic-
5th of September
Renate West-
7th of September
Maria Danko, Ruza Raspudic
& Leokadia Dykyj -
11th of September
Stefaniya Gerczuk-
25th of September
WE BID A FOND
FAREWELL TO
Maria Zaleckyj’s
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