In this post we’ll explore the barrack further. Have you already noticed, that the amount of photos from the school is way larger than from many other locations, by the way.
Like I said, they had left everything including laptops. That one wasn’t of the latest model, but could surely still have been used had it not been to the vandalism.
This has been a geography class. The pictures belong to a series of prints aimed specifically at teaching it at schools.
Such nice yellow details. The curtains are a planned one, but the instruction leaflet and the plastic bag of a local grocery store certainly are unintentional.
Ps. Sorry for the poor quality. My phone isn’t that good in dark spaces.
Another classroom, this time much smaller.
I believe this to have been a maths class because of the squares on the blackboard. They were used for solving calculations. The writing on the blackboard is basically the people of Vantaa and Espoo cursing at each other.
I’ve said it numerous times, but I’ll say it again. I just don’t understand, what anybody gets from throwing furniture around and breaking things. Even a lost hockey stick has landed here.
The TV has met its fate here, too. The fluorescent lamp on the floor shouldn’t have been broken. They contain hazardous substances. But little do the vandals care.
Probably the most common word written in abandoned buildings. Tells a lot about the people who mess them up.
Still a few decades back these were in every school. Nowadays they are appreciated and some people even collect them. Sadly a lot of them have been destroyed, when old schools have been abandoned, vandalized and demolished.
A look at the corridor from the other direction. The red couch still looks inviting.
A door with a glass window wasn’t what I would have expected in a temporary and cheaply made building like this. Well, there has been more to destroy for the vandals.
A poster against bullying has been attached on the door. Now there isn’t much left of it or the door.
Finally some sunlight.
The next location is the badly vandalized language house. This was the original Vantaankoski school built in the 1950’s. The main school is from the early 1960’s, when Vantaa, still known as the municipality of Helsinki back then, was starting to grow rapidly. But first let’s take a look back.
That red wooden small building is the barrack we just went through. The main school is the yellow one behind it.
And on to the Language house.
Back in my younger and more audacious days, I remember stumbling upon an old, forsaken house. What gripped me most weren’t the creaky floors or the shadows lurking in the corners, but rather the faded family photos that adorned the walls. They captured moments of joy, laughter, and unity from what seemed like an eternity ago, right there in the very same house. The juxtaposition of seeing the exact same furniture, wallpaper, and even curtains from the pictures, contrasting with their present dilapidated state, was haunting. And then there were the faces of the family, forever frozen in time—their stories lost, but their memories echoing in the empty rooms. It was a stark reminder of the passage of time and the impermanence of life. Of all the adventures I’ve embarked upon, this remains one of the most eerily poignant, and most memorable.
Now that I come to think of it, family photos are something which are a very rare find. Personal letters I’ve seen many.
My creepiest find was a house with all the stuff of a family still inside. All furniture, video tapes, school books and notebooks, drawings, toys, games, etc. It even included some official papers and documents of the child of the family. They were around 10 years younger than me so I looked them up from Facebook and we even had a mutual friend.
I asked my friend to tell this person to get their stuff out of the house. It even included their social security number and stuff. They were very thankful. They didn’t even know this place existed.