More Steps to Climb
Three stories from the apartment of the Panknin family was the communal laundry room located another staircase down in the basement. The management set up a schedule to regulate its usage to avoid congestion and quarrels among the renters. Each apartment unit could only use the laundry room at a given time and day of the month.

So in addition to the shopping routine, Frau Panknin climbed down the three flights of stairs with a heavy load of clothes. In the early 1960s, many women still washed their clothes by hand. Coin-operated washers and dryers were unknown during the post-war years in Germany. For Frau Panknin, the task was laborious and time-consuming. But the worst part of the laundry was yet to come. She packed the wet wash into the basket. Climbing up the stairs with a load now twice as heavy as before, she frequently stopped on the way up to catch her breath. When she finally reached the top floor, there were more stairs to struggle with to get to the attic, where she hung up the clothes to dry. The reader may be inclined to say. Doing this exhausting chore a few times per month was not all that bad for the sixty-year-old housewife. After all, she would have the rest of the time to relax and recover from all that hard work. But wait before we jump to a conclusion.
The apartment had no central heating. The cost of electricity was and still is very expensive in Germany. To heat your home with coal as a source of heat, however, was relatively cheap. Like all the apartment dwellers, the Panknin’s had a small lockable storage facility, where all the things for which there was not enough room in the apartment would be stored. That was also the place where the coal for heating and cooking was located. When I look back some sixty years and ponder about a fair division of labour for this family of four, I must say that it was shocking to learn how Frau Panknin took on this burden without the help from the twins or her husband.
We had coal ovens as well until I was maybe 12 or so. But the coal carrying was my father’s job. We also helped with chores, it was expected of us. And Frau Panknin had gone so much during the war and afterwards, I expect that her health was not the best. So, I also find it quite unfair that she had to do everything.
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As I read this, I also kept thinking, “Why weren’t her children helping her?” I get that men were pretty useless when it came to domestic chores back then, but couldn’t she have made her children help? Or did she just want to be a martyr and do it all on her own?
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Her husband and Biene should have helped with the chores. Their son had a heart condition and, therefore, can be excused for not helping.
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Ah, OK, we will excuse him. But how does Biene feel now when she reads what you’ve written?Of course, she was just a teenager so we have to cut her some slack also. 🙂
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Wow! She was a very resourceful and strong woman!
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Before the 60s, it was certainly customary to distribute the loads among the older children. I think, but even then it was girls.
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Inspirational too!
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