The other day, curious to get a bird’s eye view of twisting river branches north of Péterfalva, I looked at the village on Google Maps. After realizing that the river’s meanderings and islands were much more complicated than I’d thought, I scrolled south to the village proper and zoomed in as far as I could on the northeast side where I live. It was strange to see the whole school compound in miniature. There was the big, new dormitory, the kitchen and dining hall, the long classroom building. It was an older image, I could see, because the long storage hall extending from the kitchen to the gymnasium was still there. That has since been demolished, leaving a large pile of crumbling bricks, while neighborhood workers wall up what’s left the storage hall, continue the demolition, put on new roofing, etc.
The pile of bricks and concrete means that our walkway from the dormitory to the classroom building is through the dining hall. Our constant passage through has made the dining hall rather cold now that fall has settled in, and we eat our meal with sweaters hunched over our shoulders. Actually, I’ve been doing just about everything with a sweater on. While individual rooms are heated with radiators, the hallways are just as cold as courtyards.
This photograph showcases several things at once – all the students gathered for a photograph one morning, behind them the tall dormitory and in front the pile of deconstructed bricks. Home sweet home!