Mariya Mavasheva

Birth name

Mariya Mavasheva

Maria Abramovna Mavasheva, the youngest member of the Abram Haim and Rivka Mavashev family, was born on April 28, 1932. According to her recollections, she has no memory of her father, but she has vivid memories of her mother.

Their daughter, Maria, is married to Dzhur Borukhov. They have 3 children, 7 grandchildren, and 16 great-grandchildren (see page 120). Maria is the youngest member of the Avram-Haim and Rivka Mavashev family. She was born on April 28, 1932. She has no recollection of her father but remembers her mother very well. On September 25, 1940, when her mother passed away, Maria was just 8 years old. Maria is a cheerful, energetic, and multi-talented individual, cherished by both the Mavashev and Borukhov families. She graduated from a technical and vocational school with a specialization in sewing and has spent her entire career working in garment manufacturing.

As an exceptionally enterprising, responsible, and reliable person, Maria has earned the respect and affection of her coworkers. She now resides in San Diego, USA, where she is raising her grandchildren and great-grandchildren. At 84 years of age, she continues to lead an active life.

Photo: Mariya (Mavasheva) with her husband Djura Borukhov.

From Maria’s Memoirs

I was eight years old when, on September 25, 1940, my mother passed away. I was taken to a neighbor’s house so I wouldn’t witness the preparations for the funeral. So, at the age of eight, I, like my brothers and sisters, became an orphan. Until that moment, we lived in one of the three rooms with my brothers Shmuel, Rafael, and our mother. In the other two rooms lived my brothers David and Abo with their wives and children. I wasn’t admitted to school earlier because at the age of seven, I was rejected due to my lack of knowledge of the Russian language. My brothers Shmuel and Rafik took it upon themselves to teach me Russian, and they taught me for a whole year.

My schooling in the school was brief. At the beginning of the war, my brothers David and Abo were drafted into the army. Abo’s wife and their child Yuri moved to live with her parents. My sister Tamara and her husband Ruben, along with their two children, moved into Abo’s room. Tamara had to work hard to support the family, and I was left at home to take care of the children. I didn’t attend school until 1944.

My brothers David and Abo wrote from the army, emphasizing the importance of education and encouraging me to study. In 1944, my brother-in-law Ruben organized my enrollment in the fourth grade, considering my age. It was tough to catch up on my studies, but by the fifth grade, I had caught up with my peers and was at the same level as them.

I vividly remember the end of the war when my brothers David, Abo, and Shmuel returned from the army within a week. At that time, I was living in Tamara and Ruben’s house, which they had purchased. I completed the sixth grade at my brother Abo’s school, where he was assigned to work after the war. Sister Tamara advised me to become a seamstress. However, I turned to my brother David because my mother wanted me to become a dentist, not a seamstress. My brother said that at that time, I needed to acquire a profession and recommended that I enroll in a vocational school. After passing the external exams for the seventh grade, I was admitted to a vocational-technical school where they trained sewing masters. In 1951, at the age of nineteen, I received a diploma as a sewing professional. I worked in this field throughout my life until I immigrated to the United States in 1991, in San Diego.

We celebrated our wedding on May 23, 1951, at Tamara’s house, and later, in June, after I graduated from school, we had another wedding in Margilan, where all my relatives came. Jura’s parents organized the event and provided everyone with tickets, resulting in a joyful and happy wedding for us. In our marriage, we had three children: Svetlana, Gennady, and Oleg.

While I was in the last year of the school, my neighbor Livko Kaikova introduced me to a young man named Jura Khiaevich Borukhov, who had come from Margilan. Despite not wanting to marry early and especially not wanting to move from Tashkent to Margilan, Jura courted me for a whole year, and my relatives constantly convinced me that I would find happiness in this respected and well-established family. Finally, I agreed to marry Jura.

Photo: Mariya and Djura with their children. Standing from left to right are: Gavriel Kaziyev with his spouse

Svetlana Borukhova, Gennadiy Borukhov and Oleg Borukhov with his spouse Larisa Mierova.

Right after the wedding, Jura entered an agricultural institute in the winemaking department. Initially, we rented a one-room apartment, but later moved to a two-room apartment when Jura’s parents and brothers arrived from Margilan. Jura’s brother, Arkady, lived in the family of his elder brother, Mikhail, and Alla, and the brothers Marik and Ilya stayed with us. In October 1954, we moved into the temporary housing in the yard of Jura’s brother, Mikhail, where we built our own house over the summer. My children received higher education: my daughter Svetlana graduated from the university, my son Gennady – from the textile institute, and the youngest, Oleg – from the road institute. I have wonderful daughters-in-law and sons-in-law. They have given me seven grandchildren and granddaughters, as well as fourteen great-grandchildren.

Photo: Daniel Vaksman with his wife Eleanora Kaziyeva and their children David and Beniyamin.

Photo: Mikhail Kaziyev with his wife Evgeniya Davidson and their children Samantha and Alexa.

Photo: Family of Gennadiy Borukhov and Bella Fatakhova. Standing are Stella and Robert, Iosif (son- in-law), Gennadiy, Viktoriya and her husband Aleksandr. Sitting are Zoya and Bella..