I am a foreign Estonian born and raised in New York City who came to study for a year at ‘Tartu Ülikool’ in 1992, just one year after Estonia had regained its independence. I had just finished my undergraduate degree in the US and was in the first class of foreigners studying Estonian at the University of Tartu. Everything was new and we all were learning as we went along. The old rules of the Soviet system didn’t apply anymore and the new ones were in the process of being invented. We were in the wild, wild west and as we crossed this unchartered territory we tried to enjoy every minute of it. What follows are some remembrances from that year.

Estonian conversation class with Tiina Kikerpill (first from the left). I love this photo since we are in our classroom and it shows the wonderful carpeted walls and groovy green chairs. I’m second from the left.
Narva maantee 25
The foreigners were all given dorm rooms at Narva maantee 25 on the 3rd floor. You could find us behind the ‘turvauks’ (security door) and ours was the the only floor that had one. I don’t know if they were trying to protect us from the locals or just keep us isolated.
The floor housed the western foreigners as well as one or two people from other former Soviet republics, but as they lived at one end of the corridor and seemed to be long term tenants, we didn’t interact with them. Our group was made up of Americans, Brits, Swedes, and Finns. Four of us were foreign Estonians and the rest had come to Tartu for a whole host of reasons. Continue reading





