International Association for Assistance to the Abaza-Abkhazian ethnos «Alashara»

A story in one photo

История в одной фотографии

In each family the old photos from family archive with the image of loved and dear to us people of different generations are tenderly stored. Of course, among them there are those that contain unique information about the past and therefore have great historical significance. By studying them, you can learn the history of one family, and of the many such images is formed, perhaps, the history of the whole country. We especially cherish the photos of our ancestors, whom we have not found.

In our family album, I found one amazing photo taken, according to one of the boys depicted in the photo – Razhdena Akhba, in 1934. It depicts three people in the famous Achandar platan tree in Abkhazia, whose height is more than 50 meters, and the age, according to scientists, more than 1000 years. The photo was taken in the central square of Midaradza that once belonged to the Prince Achba Bata, repressed in 1937 and executed at the age of 96 years. According to the stories of the old-timers, during the great Patriotic war the soldiers who defended the passes, went down to our village and built a fire right in the hollow of the tree, and the tree has undergone several fires, and therefore at the base was formed a hollow more than three and a half meters. And this huge tree is kept mainly on its own bark. Here you can freely enter by horse or even by car.

Among the people depicted in the center on a horse is Biram Akhba (repressed, and after shot in 1937). And depicted people on the left and right on the photo are the guests from the North Caucasus, close friends of my grandfather Sharakh and his younger brother Biram - brothers Tekeyevs  (perhaps one of the brothers was called Khalid). The boy who climbed the tree, Razhden Akhba, a participant of the Great Patriotic war, returned and lived with his family in the village of Achandara until the end of his days. Brothers Takeyevs also are close friends with Marat Colgi (Colbaya) and his son Khalit. Very often my grandfather and his brother were visited by dear guests – Abaza, Circassians, Karachais... friends. There are graves in our family cemetery where Abaza people are buried, but we do not know their names, because it is a history of ancient times.