I am too young to have any recollection of the fall of the Berlin Wall. But I do remember 3 Oct 1990, and the days after that, very well. Here are the memories of an eight-year-old girl, who was living in Moscow in 1990 as the daughter of a Western German diplomat. /1

At the beginning of October 1990, we suddenly had a long weekend off from school. I had no idea why. On Monday, the school bus picked us up as usual, but for some reason, the journey took much longer than normal. And when we arrived, we found ourselves in front of a building/ 2

I had never seen before. It was the Eastern German School in Moscow. I had until then attended the Western German School, but, as a result of reunification, the two schools were merged in October 1990, and as the GDR school had a bigger building, this was the one we used. /3

We all went straight into the assembly hall, where a new headmaster (I did wonder where he had suddenly come from) gave a speech about reunification, how we were now only Germans, how there where from now on no more 'Ossis‘ or 'Wessis‘. I had never heard these two words/ 4

dismissive terms about Western and Eastern Germans, before. Why am I even telling this story? Because how you think about #einheit30 depends on your generation. I am lucky to have only become aware of the fact that had been divided at the moment when that division ended./5