Polina keeps on dancing
Some nights, Polina dreams that she’s back home, in her apartment in Odessa: “I dream that I’m awakened by the noise of our microwave oven, one that’s old and noisy - but it’s ours, from our home. I leave for my dance classes, then I come back to meet my friends,” she tells us. Polina turns 13 this summer, in August. She’s a small, thin, quiet,…