Biography of Urve Rostin
25.04.1941-23.12.2010
I am going to tell you My grandmother Urve Rostins life story, she was not rich or famous, she was a simple country girl, who was not afraid to work. Urve was born April 25, 1941, in Kaiu at Tudre farm, as a third child. Her mother Valve and father Gustav had total of 11 children. Only eight grew up, seven daughters and a son. The whole family is best characterized by love of cooperation , support and helping one another. They did everything together, starting with the hay-making, to gathering mushrooms and berries in the woods. Even when they were adults they came together at their parents home to help with the necessary work. They brought also their children, who had fun playing together and learn to work together. Urve went to Kaiu School, what had only seven grades, she started school at the age of 7. She went to School with the father, five sisters and brother with a horse carriage. They all stayed there for an entire week. Living in the school dormitories, so they had to cope with their own early on. After graduating, she went to work at the collective farm, where her father was a brigadier, and her mother attended young animal. Her mother and father died in a great age.
In December of 1960 she moved to Järvakandi and began to work in the Kombinaat Järvakandi Tehased . At first she worked in the wood work section , later she moved on to the furniture industry . She worked with the zeal of a true communist and got many bonuses and achievements .She worked in Kombinaat Järvakandi Tehased till her retirement in 1998 . But the work did not end there, she work tirelessly on her son farm till death .
In Järkandi she met her future husband Mihhail Rostin the quaint little thing is that they lived on the same street . On the 30 December of 1960 they got married and moved in with Mihhails parents , later they got their own apartment were she lived for almost 48 years . Urve had seven grandchildren and one great grandchild who all have known their grandmothers love and care. For whom she always had time and interest . She loved gardening, in Her garden there, always was a lot of flowers, strawberries, carrots and potatoes. In the winter she loved to knit socks and even gloves for the whole family. She knew how to sew well-needed clothing for yourself and children. Her baked cakes and pies were always very tasty. She also made Preserves for the winter, both her self and her children´s families.
Disaster struck in October 2005 when in a regular check up the doctor found a mass in her abdomen. Few weeks later she learned that it was cancer, doctor suggested a complex surgery to remove tumor and with it her stomach, so they had to make a new one out of her intestine. She had the surgery and lost a lot of weight, but she never lost the will and need to work. She was weaker, but she always waited for the spring to plant new seeds. Because of that Urve seemed strong, strong willed at least. The next three years went smoothly, but at the beginning of 2010 she was not feeling as well as she use to. Urve suffered from frequent abdominal pains and was more tired than usual. Her appetite was gone too. In September she was hospitalized because of the abdominal pains, came out that the bowel was blocked. She was hospitalized twice more between September and December. In mid-November doctors gave a little hope and time, because the cancer was back. The fourteenth day of December, was the day she was released from the hospital for the last time. Urve was taken home by her son Peter and looked after by her husband Mihhail and her daughter Anne. She passed away silently in her sleep, few hours before Christmas Eve, surrounded by the people who loved her.
Funeral was held December 28th, at the local town church and she was buried in the local Järvakandi cemetery. She would have been 70 years old in April. Urve Rostin was not rich or famous, she was a simple woman, with simple wishes. She cared about her family and wanted only the best for them. She was a Great Person with capital letters.
Written by Maris-Johanna Tahk
See sai kirjutatud Inglise keele tunni tarbeks aga ma arvan et see tuli hästi välja ja Ta oli seda väärt et ma talle postituse pühendan nii et siin see on. Vead jäid sisse kuna ma olen suutnud parandatud töö ära kaotada. Tahaksin veel öelda neile lugejatele kes minuga palju suhtlevad, kui te küsite endalt miks ma teie ei rääkinud siis ma vastan et see ei ole selline asi mida ma nii muu seas välja ütlen. Ja veel ma ei ole numbritega sassi läinud, Kahekümne Kuus on pooleli ja see on väga erilisele inimesele loodan et saan selle kunagi valmis.
Soovin et et hindaksite rohkem inimesi oma ümber,
Teie Maris.
