By Karl Tobien
The surprising and inspirational saga of Margaret Werner and her impressive survival within the Siberian loss of life camps of Stalinist Russia.
Between 1930 and 1932, Henry Ford despatched 450 of his Detroit staff plus their households to dwell in Gorky, Russia, to function a brand new manufacturing unit. this is often the real tale of 1 of these families–Carl and Elisabeth Werner and their younger daughter Margaret–and their terrifying existence in Russia below brutal dictator Joseph Stalin.
Margaret used to be seventeen while her father was once arrested on trumped-up fees of treason. Heartbroken and afraid, she and her mom have been left to resist the hardships of existence less than the oppressive Soviet country, an lifestyles marked via poverty, hunger, and worry. Refusing to conform with the Socialist schedule, Margaret was once finally sentenced to 10 years of tough hard work in Stalin’s Gulag.
Filth, malnutrition, and melancholy followed cruel actual hard work. but in the middle of inhumane stipulations got here glimpses of desire and love as Margaret got here to achieve her dependence upon “the grace, desire, and security of an unseen God.”
In all, it might be thirty lengthy years ahead of Margaret again to kiss the floor of domestic. Of all of the americans who made this nearly unknown journey–ultimately spending years in Siberian loss of life camps–Margaret Werner used to be the one lady who lived to inform approximately it.
Written through her son, Karl Tobien, Dancing lower than the pink big name is Margaret’s unforgettable precise tale: an inspiring chronicle of religion, defiance, and private triumph.
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It used to be no longer the culture of anticipating the statue or perhaps her which means as a strong patriotic image that moved me. It used to be what she represented to me particularly and individually at that very second. It used to be indescribable; phrases don't do justice. thoughts of the entire years in the back of me—both stable and bad—came dashing in, clarifying who i used to be and who i used to be created to be. i spotted that my existence had already been greater than notable; it were astonishing. sometime i'd need to converse of it. My tale was once an excessive amount of to maintain bottled within. My lifestyles were stolen from me, yet now it was once being again. The forces of evil had destroyed a lot of my existence, but, if yet for a second, I virtually felt as though I hadn’t neglected a specific thing. I knew i may simply as simply have died available in the market, given up and folded my fingers. Many others had performed that. I knew them. I knew their faces. yet God had different plans. God had given me an opportunity in 1000000, an opportunity to begin once more. i used to be loose. the following was once my lifestyles, looking forward to me, as though I had simply been born. there has been no means that any of it could possibly have occurred with out the ever-merciful hand of God: the ability that easily can't be outlined, contained, or understood. And there wasn’t something i may have performed to earn it. It simply was once simply because he's! His methods are past comprehension or rationalization. He’s the one that stated, “I will pay off you for the years the locusts have eaten. ” That used to be the understanding that rested upon my center as I peered longingly into the harbor of my state, slightly in a position to comprise myself. It was once no twist of fate or twist of fate that had introduced me domestic back. No, it used to be a part of a divine plan. It used to be his plan. Thank God, it was once his plan for me. the first thing I did once we stepped off the send was once kneel down and kiss the forums of the pier. i used to be relatively and really domestic back. I had come complete circle! EPILOGUE by way of Karl Tobien Don’t you must be there, don’t you must recognize? the place the grace and easy fact of formative years pass Don’t you need to be there while the trumpets blow Blow for these born into starvation, Blow for these misplaced ’neath the teach Blow for these choking in anger Blow for these pushed insane and people you've gotten wronged, you recognize you must allow them to comprehend a way and those that have wronged you, recognize You’ll need to allow them to pass sometime. Don’t you must be there? Don’t you need to see the place the angels look Don’t you need to be the place there’s power and love within the position of worry. —Jackson Browne, “Don’t you need to Be There” Margaret Werner Tobien used to be the one American lady recognized to have survived the Siberian slave-labor camps of twentieth-century Stalinist Russia, to have escaped from exile, and to have back to the U.S.. i'm the kid who used to be born to Margaret and Günter Tobien on January 27, 1956, in northern Siberia. i'm a toddler of every of them, and as shadow and light-weight are separate yet merge within the twilight, i'm a toddler of either one of them. I escaped with them in the course of the iron curtain into freedom on that ancient day.