A hundred years have passed since the genocide unleashed by Georgia against the Ossetians in 1920. Witnesses of those terrible events are not alive, but their children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren remember well the stories of the elders, who had to experience the whole horror of the Georgian fascism, which originated in those distant years. And to be more precise - Georgian Nazism has deeper historical roots.
A resident of Tskhinval, Ruslan Chochiev, is recalling how his father Mushkel Razhdenovich clearly remembered during his life what had happened to him and his family in June 1920.
“My father was then ten years old when, together with his family and other residents of the village of Orteu in Tskhinval district, he was fleeing from the Georgians who burned the Ossetian houses, leaving them homeless. They headed to North Ossetia on buffalos, and in one place where they were to cross the river, my father fell off the back of the animal and injured his leg. So he remained lame for one leg for life,” said Ruslan Chochiev.
After the proclamation of Soviet power, the family returned to their native village, they managed to rebuild their house.
"The Georgians from the neighboring village stole the stones left from our burnt house. Upon returning, my grandfather forced them to return to their place. He rebuilt the housing and the family got a roof over their heads," Ruslan said.
Years later, when the Great Patriotic war began, the grown-up Mushkel expressed a desire to go to war, but the military enlistment office refused him because of the injury he received at the age of ten.
“My father’s friends went to the front; everyone was inspired by patriotism and a willingness to protect their homeland from the enemy. Dad did not refuse his decision and went for his comrades. Because of his limp, he was assigned as a cook in the field kitchen. Often, he fell under the bombing of the Germans when he supplied the soldiers with food on the front line. And so, until Berlin itself, he went through the war with his division,” Ruslan shared his memories of his father.
After the World War II, Mushkel returned home with well-deserved awards, and contributed to building a peaceful life in his homeland - he was working as the chairman of a collective farm, was bringing up six children with his wife.
The head of the family did not even suspect that several decades would have passed and fascism would again invade the peaceful life of his people, now in the guise of the Georgian aggressor, as it was before, in 1920.
In March 1991, an elderly man was sitting on the balcony of his house when the Georgians began shelling the village. “Again war!” exclaimed Mushkel Razhenovich, his heart could not stand such a difficult test, and it stopped ...
“Father survived two genocides, it is terrible and scary,” recalls Ruslan. - Our house was burned again. But the Ossetian genocide did not stop there, in 2008 we all witnessed the monstrous war that Georgia unleashed against South Ossetia, Georgia subjected our Republic to massive shelling. And how after all these genocides one can believe them?”
Indeed, is it possible to believe the enemy? Of course, no. Our people have always had it and have it, it just retreats from time to time to inflict a new blow. And neither pity, nor repentance are known to it ...
