This was our bedroom, my sisters and I. It can barely contain one full size bed but this was our room! 
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dear susan,
Thank you for sharing your life with us all, you definitely enjoy doing this,but we enjoy it more!
As for me…always a POLGARNUT!!!
One thing I have learned from all of your photos is how easily I can take what I have for granted. I cannot imagine sharing that room with two siblings! One would HAVE to get along!
Susan, I read in Wikipedia that your father has more than 10000 books on chess (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Laszlo_Polgar) Now we see that appartment is small, but where are the books located? My father and I also collect books, mainly old books, and we have about 1400, so I have great admiration for the man who collected ten thousand books and all about one topic – chess! That is amazing effort. Could you tell us please more about that huge library that is mentioned in Wikipedia. That would be inspiring topic for all book lovers. How much do you feel those books helped you? Thank you for the excellent and very inspiring blog!
gad said…
One thing I have learned from all of your photos is how easily I can take what I have for granted. I cannot imagine sharing that room with two siblings! One would HAVE to get along!
I grew up (same country, same city) in an apartment, which had two rooms. In one my parents slept, the other was the living room, where during the day we ate, we talked, we played chess (:-), and during the night my grandmother, my sister and I slept there. The entire apartment was larger, but in the other rooms another family lived (társbérlet) and we all shared one bathroom (the two families).
And guess what. Compared to some others we had it good. No joke. My wife grew up in a place with ONE room, where the entire family (fortunately only one child and parents, but that was also a shared situation (társbérlet) where the other family had to walk through that ONE room, to get to the shared kitchen.
Why am I writing these down? To emphasize the true value of the spectacular achievement of the Polgar sisters. Susan is probably just too modest to describe the typical poverty in Hungary those days and what she had to go through to achieve what she did.
Gabor
Tiny??????
Your room is bigger than our main room was!
My mom, dad, and six children all lived together in a rat-infested 600 square foot one-level Depression-era fire-trap. We all worked, and when we finally scraped enough together to build a new house, the local fire department used our old tiny firebox for training and burnt it to the ground!
Little did they know that one day I would practically rule the world!
Tiny??????
Your room is bigger than our main room was!
My mom, dad, and six children all lived together in a rat-infested 600 square foot one-level Depression-era fire-trap. We all worked, and when we finally scraped enough together to build a new house, the local fire department used our old tiny firebox for training and burnt it to the ground!
Little did they know that one day I would practically rule the world!
You had a fire trap? Me and my 12 brothers lived together in a metropolitan tunnel, and we felt thankful for it… 2 of my brothers who were sleep walking were ran over by trains. Every day we had to run away from the people in charge to clean the tunnel, otherwise they’d chase us and kill us with shovels:
http://www.phespirit.info/montypython/four_yorkshiremen.htm
Correct link now:
Here.
Incredible!.We are doing exactly the same thing.!Before my site start start i’m writting my biography!.All of what i have done it will be on line soon.And it is wonderful that one of my “spiritual sisters”,my wonderful “red rose”. is goeing across the line of memory exactly as myself!.I Too i’m revisiting all of my life in this days.This Month of November is Fantastic,Particular,Special.The room:Rich or poor,Small or Big,Tinty or Not.It dosn’t matter.IT IS WONDERFUL Is the room of my wonderful roses.! IT WILL BE ALLWAYS WONDERFUL.My site will not leave until i don’t finish to write my biography.And i want to review all of my life.Soon i will finish and the site will start.Be patient.
Lot of Kisses
Antonio
metropolitan tunnel?
My 8 brothers, 11 sisters, grandpa, grandma, 4 uncles and aunts and all their children and me literally lived underneath the stars in Siberia for 26 years. 6 of my brothers and 4 of my sisters died of hunger, and 3 more were kidnapped by thugs and sold to slavery. As a child, I poured boiling oil in an open-pit smelter for days on end without sleep as the headmaster whipped me with his ragged whips in exchange for food and an occasional rag to wear. lost my left hand, 7 toes, an eye and an ear, broke too many fingers and toes to count, burn scars all over my body, rickets, pneumonia, my hair fell out at 11, grew scabs all over my left side at 13…to name but a few problems.
Yet, I had it better than many here