One of the attractions of my city is Piotrkowska Street. Part of it is a representative avenue where you can find not only many sculptures, paintings (including murals), but the whole street itself is a specific historical map of the city. Each building is a monument.
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Between these wonders there is a bench on which an inconspicuous man in a coat from the beginning of the 20th century sits. This is Julian Tuwim's Bench. Monument dedicated to one of the greatest and the most famous poets and writers in Poland. Julian Tuwim was born into a Jewish family in the city of Łódź in 1894. Studied law and philosophy at Warsaw University. He was always very active in popularizing polish language. He spent World War II in exile travelling through Romania, France, Portugal and Brazil, eventually arriving in New York in 1942. Returning to Warsaw in 1946, Tuwim continued his writing, translating and editorial work.
Thanks to people like him their active work Polish never forgot their cultural identity. My nation lost the country few times in the history but has never change the language. The more Poles were oppressed, the more they cherished their heritage. The lack of freedom of speech created in the nation the ability to make custom sarcasm and accurate irony. Through art, information was passed on to one another in the horrible times of wars or communism. Ability to communicate, to be able to read about your culture and history and to learn in your mother tong kept us all together even through the hardest time.
Julian Tuwim was awarded the Gold Laurel of the Polish Academy of Literature (PAL) for outstanding work in 1935, the literary prize of the city of Łódź in 1928 and 1949, an honorary doctorate from Łódź University, the Polish PEN Club’s award for his translations of Pushkin in 1935, and a state award in 1951. The artist died in Zakopane in 1953.