Olga Dolníčková

“I then attended those civic forums, but I stopped liking it later on because people starting coming who... And I don’t mind saying it - I got into the district privatisation committee, legally, and suddenly my hair stood on ends in horror because it was already full of those studied gents from some of the farms, who wanted something sent their way, because everything had to be processed by the privatisation committee. I even had several visits, I must say my husband protested about that, right inside our house in the evenings. The studied gent wanted, they were already lobbying like that back then, he wanted me to vote for this and that in the district privatisation committee. In short, for me to vote for this and not for that. So that started making me angry, none of that. But that’s how we are.”

“The people from down below went down into the school cellar because there was some fierce fighting between the partisans, and back then I think some Vlasovites arrived, from the Soviet armies, but I don’t even know who it was. They said they were Vlasovites. And they shot at each other. And our school, our flat up at the top, was chosen by the Gestapo. They had a great view of the surrounding area, up at the hilltops, and there from the roof of the school they blasted anything that moved. But the Vlasovites and the partisans could fire down below from the hilltops. So the battle for Vyškovec itself lasted two weeks. There were sixty people crammed into the cellar; the cellars there were built because people heated with wood. The school had been built in 1922, and the space under the classes was prepared for wood for heating. So the people heaped the wood outside and went into the cellars themselves. Well, and it lasted so long that it became endless. The Jahodas’ bulls broke loose and ate the belleshes [dry-baked doughnuts - transl.] they had ready, but those are just rumours. The animals were simply hungry, but as soon as a person stuck his head out, they shot at him. And so one - Dad used to say it was the worst boy, a rotter at school - he crawled through the streams and the undergrowth, and got all the way to the Russians, you could say, and he told them: ‘Don’t keep shooting there, there’re sixty people hiding in the school.’ And supposedly they had already ordered for some Katyushas, that they planned to blow the whole place up. So that boy, by describing the situation as it was there, he saved us and they called off the Katyushas. But that was a matter of a few hours, such a coincidence.”

“My husband and I travelled around with a vending van, and that had to be tidied. I was cleaning up, I had a broom, and [the election committee] happened to arrive just as I was sweeping the van with the broom. Well, and then I read in the district papers, I didn’t go to the elections, I told them: ‘Look, chaps, I don’t have time, I won’t go, and if I want to I will, but I won’t be throwing it in here, I’m no invalid,’ in short, I didn’t want to. Well, and they wrote: ‘She took a broom to the election committee,’ but it wasn’t against the election committee. Or maybe it was, I don’t know, I was sweeping it around. Perhaps it was.”

“There we just divided up who will go where, to which factory. I was given the technical school and the students there, opposite Dyje is where the school is. I think it’s there to this day. Well, and the boys were bit more agile than us who came to them, so they wanted to form a procession straight away. And it all met up on the square where the church is, so that was empty back then, and that’s where we gathered. Everyone who wanted to demonstrate, because a nationwide strike had been declared. In the meantime while we were getting ready, I taught the boys the song: ‘Like a storm the relentless voice booms, he who suffered for centuries, will live in freedom again; rise up, Czech nation, hide not under the eaves, be ready at any moment, to let your shackles fall.’ And it goes to a well-known melody. Those boys had learnt it in a flash. The technical school then went marching up to the square singing this. The boys were so energetic, lots of the people who had come there were staring at us. But suddenly the whole square knew how to sing it, and it was repeated several times.”