Věra Čeňková

"They didn’t let us continue the fourth grade. We finished the third grade and then during the summer break we found out that we can’t go to school anymore. In order to be not completely without school - and the transporters were not as common yet - the Jewish teachers were gathering in apartments to provide us at least some kind of education. They taught us the main subjects. At the end of the year we had to pass the psychological attitude tests, so we had at least some paper approving the fourth grade education." Mrs. Eva Kopecká said: "Basically we were students of the Brno Gymnasium. This institute held these tests. The papers we received included the points score and an approval that our knowledge corresponds to fourth grade of the Gymnasium." Have you two been the class mates? "No, we didn’t attend the same school. We were close friends since the kindergarten. One of us visited the real Gymnasium and the other went to British Gymnasium. But it all ended with the third grade."

"Here we were dreaming about the train leaving Terezín. I got this picture for my birthday from my boyfriend. He left with one of the transports in 1944 and never came back. He probably didn’t draw it by himself but he had it drawn for a piece of bread, so he could give it to me as a memory. We’re throwing all Terezín stuff away and we are imagining we’re on the train ride heading back home. But he, the poor boy, he was on the death train. These pictures were original in different folder... He drew these for our anniversary. I used to put my pictures into my memory book. I also used to have some leather jewelry which I have exchanged for a piece of bread too. Someone was good in drawing; someone knew how to make things out of steel. We had these kinds of presents."

"There were a few things that we were absolutely afraid of. The worst one was probably to see the people who were coming here from other concentration camps - the walking dead bodies. People covered with skin only, sick and full of lice. That’s where the typhus was coming from. They were lying all around the barracks; dozens on each bed, because there was not enough space for all of them. That was really an awful experience. We didn’t know where the transports were going to. They always came back bald headed, wearing nothing but the striped clothing. That was one of the terrible feelings. That was the time that we realized that almost none of our relatives would return."

"I’m not sure if you want to talk about it, but I can imagine it must have been difficult to meet the opposite sex in Terezín camp." "It was absolutely impossible from the very beginning. But he was the head of gardening there. He was from Židenice village, near by Brno. He wasn’t allowed to study, therefore he learnt to be a gardener and become the head gardener in Terezín then. He was responsible for the greenhouse. We set up a time for our date for 8pm. (...) at the beginning I functioned as a call-girl and later I worked in gardening. We started to date in September 1942. Sometimes he spent a night in the garden house. We began to meet there. We could stay out for a little longer, until 8 or so. Unfortunately he was put on one of the October transports in 1944. He never came back. He was nice young man; little older than me. We were seeing each other for two years."