“I have a Karelian grandma, and -”
Heads up, any comment that starts with the above has no extra value to it. Just because you have a Karelian ancestor somewhere in there does not make you a specialist in Karelian issues.
Comments like this are often used to push back at Karelian activists campaigning for f.ex. getting Karelian language recognized as a language in Finland, against cultural appropriation, or trying to bring up what evacuees faced upon arrival that has had a lasting effect on later generations etc.
This approach ignores completely that Karelians are not a uniform people with identical experience and starting points, there are many things that affected how your Karelian ancestors have been treated. These largely boil down to 1) Language, 2) Religion, 3) Age/Generation, 4) Social Standing and 5) …ok slightly unrelated since this is self-inflicted, but Code of Politeness. There are more, but these are the largest four elements.
“I have a Karelian grandma and she never had this problem” is therefore not the strong argument you think it is. Let’s use MY Karelian grandma as an example to why.
1) Language, iow did they speak Finnish, Karelian, Ingrian, Russian, or Swedish. ALL FIVE ARE EXISTING OPTIONS. Karelia had numerous immigration waves, which brought on Finnish and Swedish, meanwhile Russian, Karelian and Ingrian all existed in the area by default. My grandma spoke Finnish as her first language, as did many, many other evacuees, and she could speak “book Finnish” at will. She was a Finnish teacher after all. I was also taught to speak book Finnish from early childhood, grandma’s rule.
Finnish was the so-called “easy option”, but it came with one difficulty setting, Karelian dialect. If you had that you were automatically profiled as a Karelian. However, speaking Karelian, Ingrian, or all gods help you - Russian - was worse… often met with immediate hostility. There are cities that emptied out of Karelian evacuees within FIVE YEARS of them trying to settle in, because of the cold welcome.
There’s no lack of anecdotal stories from both Finnish and Karelian side on how Karelians would f.ex. be denied any job opportunities, and not getting hired at all was kinda harsh when you had lost everything you had. They were profiled by dialect or language, so eventually many returned to the east border where the dialect was similar. My grandma’s family did too, as Savonians were a bit easier to get along with than Häme, or the west coast.
2) Religion. There were roughly 40 000 Orthodox Christians among the evacuees, and they were not shown much neighbourly love in Lutheran areas. Ostrobothnian area especially had a demand on becoming Lutheran if you wanted to work, and many Orthodox were forced to convert.
My grandma was a Lutheran, though, so she dodged this bullet as well.
If you’re now around 40, your grandparents were either very young, small children, or not yet born at the time of evacuations. Give that a second to drop, your grandparents were very young when they were evacuated! They may not have even been born yet, if you’re younger than 40! They may have been born to Karelian parents and yes, that makes them Karelian, but it also makes them Finnish Karelian. They grew up in Finland. They learned the language and the culture of the area they lived in. They found a spouse, made a family, their children blended in almost seamlessly for a plethora of reasons. Those children, the third gen, are your parents, or even grandparents if you’re younger.
Life got easier with time, by which I mean generations. The more Finnish and less Karelian you are the easier time you have, duh. Your grandparents were at most gen 2 if you’re around 40, they may even have been gen 3. They may have grown in a Karelian home and therefore have a strong connection to the culture, but they connected strongly to Finnish culture as well.
4) Social Standing - yeah, not every evacuee played with an equally strong hand!
My grandma was a highly educated young lady. She married well, so she ended up wealthy and influential. She was a hecking patron of Oiva Toikka and other young, promising artists and designers.
This was a bit of a puzzle at first, because what I knew of her was that she was evacuated first round at 1940, family moved to Riihimäki, but the town was super hostile towards evacuees. At the first chance they got they moved back to Karelia. Grandma had her confirmation there. Soon though the war started again, and they got evacuated a second time in 1944. This time they chose to stay near the east border, though the place they were given was impossible to farm; yet all children of this family managed to get well-educated.
I asked dad how they did this. “Loans, probably”, he replied.
Not a bad strategy, since once the girls were at work, the family status quo dramatically changed. However, this option was not available for people, who did not have something to risk in order to get a loan. Grandma’s family would have had the house they lived in - Karelians living in cities would not have owned a house.
My grandma spoke Finnish as her first language, could mask her dialect, and was a Lutheran. She was well-educated, married well, by the time she was a young mother she was influential and wealthy. She was also keen at following trends, and boy, the world changed a LOT in the after war years! Young people dropped many old traditions and habits just because that was Not Very Modern, and hid some others just so they’d have a few more opportunities in life. My grandma was one of these people, and so…
…being rich, Finnish-speaking Lutheran Karelian who did not stand out as a Karelian, she was well out of reach for the harshest oppression. The same went for the whole family.
I get that she was very unusual. Her experience was probably extremely rare! However, I’m presenting this as a scale of how just because your grandparent/s was/were Karelian, you can’t automatically use that to negate other Karelian experience.
From the movie Opri. Akviliina on the left, Opri on the right.
…oops we forgot one part.
5) Karelian Politeness Code.
Complaining, and dwelling on bad feelings, is rude. Momentary anger is totally allowed and boy, angry Karelians are LOUD, but you’re to drop the badfeels asap.
I remember one saying my grandma used to use on me (I was a crybaby as a kid): “Joy to the surface, even if your heart was rotting”. You’re supposed to put on a happy face no matter what.
Karelian culture allows more emotions than Finnish (esp Häme), but one thing that’s strongly discouraged is lingering negative feelings. Depression is even classified as a potentially lethal illness, losing a soul. You’re not allowed to keep a grudge going, no matter what was done to you; at the latest, though preferably earlier, you’re expected to drop it entirely once the other person dies. You’re not allowed to even speak badly of what they did, no matter how heinous.
The movie Opri gives a particularly good example of this. Opri speaks to her dead husband in friendly, gentle tones, and only when her main “enemy” Akviliina bitterly complains she had a good life in comparison to her, since Akviliina’s husband was violent, the truth comes out. Opri’s husband cheated on her, even had a child with someone else as they two could not have one together. He wasted their money flippantly, drank too much, and beat Opri up regularly, so she spent many nights hiding in a cold storage house when she knew him to be out drinking.
“But now things are different”, she concludes. “Now I talk to him, and he listens.”
So the locals were hostile toward you after you had been forcefully evacuated - because yeah, evacuations were not a choice, Finnish soldiers had orders to burn down your house and cattle, and you had maybe two hours to pack. Ok, but let’s say ten years have passed. Your children (that’s your grandparents if you’re about 40 now) are fitting in a little better than you did, though they still face some quaint Quart-a-Russkieing from the locals. You can’t use your language, and can only be yourself inside your house or among other Karelians.
You don’t complain. You bury your bad experience and try to forget. If everyone’s looking happy, that makes life feel better for everyone.
Then eventually you come along, as a grandchild to either 1st, 2nd or 3rd gen of Karelians. Karelians are hella doting on grandchildren, they get pampered to no end. How likely do you think it is, that your grandparent would grumble about their life problems around a grandchild? After all this time of acting polite, the last person s/he’s going to share the dark times with is YOU.
Yeahhhhhhh. You have a Karelian grandma, and she never complained. Cool.