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Childhood memories
2010.11.16
Waiting eagerly.
Mother returns from shopping.
Mom ,have you got some, have you got some, please?
Close your eyes! don´t cheat!
Now! open your eyes !
On the table in front of me a miracle: two bananas and four oranges...
(Czechoslovakia, 1966)
Mom, why do I have only one grandpa and grandma?
No fair!!
My parents don´t live anymore.
And ucles and aunts?
None of them.
How come?
The Nazis killed all my family.
(Czechoslovakia, 1967)
Dad, what are those big cars?
Tanks. Russian tanks.
Why are they in front of our house?
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Honey, never forget this day, promise to never forget this day.
(21.August 1968)
Our kitchen. The neighbours sitting around the table. Some of them crying. Talking silently.
There will be war, we have to fight! I hear someone saying.
No….nobody would helps us...we are on our own...
Stop it! We will survive! We survived worse times! (that was my mom)
(August 1968)
Marie was my best friend since first grade.
One day she did not come to school again.
Where is Marie? I asked my teacher.
Gone, answered the teacher silently.
Gone..where?!? she never even said good bye !!!
We all had such friends...who vanished without a word...leaving the country and us behind...
At the director´s office:
Your daughter refused to sing the Russian Anthem during the assembly !
You know, she has a sore throat..
But she DID sing the Czechoslovak Anthem!!
Well, our Anthem is shorter...
A conversation between my father and a teacher:
Your daughter wrote in her questionnaire, that she is a believer.
I accidently spilled coffee on her questionnaire, and had to rewrite it for her...
(they both knew, I would not be accepted to high school if I officially made that statement)
From my report card:
Marie is setting a bad example for other pupils, because she asks inappropriate questions.
(I asked our history teacher, why there is not a word in our text book about the American Army setting free part of Czechoslovakia in 1945).
Your daughter did not behave during our regular nuclear alarm exercise. She refused to put on her gas mask, declaring it smells - please, advise her on the importance of a gas mask during a nuclear attack .
(My dad laughed about half an hour after reading this note from my teacher)
I am in a nostalgic mood today…I realize I was so blessed, because my parents were good and loving people - they somehow managed to protect us and gave us the gift of a happy childhood despite all ,I met great teachers and most of them just looked away or did not "hear" when I was being a little rebel:) I was taught the value of a friendship from an early age - because without friends you would not survive but most of all – I am so blessed that I was able to raise my children in democracy….. 21 years ago my son was born and a day after his birth the Velvet revolution started – a new chapter in my life and in the history of my nation.
Mother returns from shopping.
Mom ,have you got some, have you got some, please?
Close your eyes! don´t cheat!
Now! open your eyes !
On the table in front of me a miracle: two bananas and four oranges...
(Czechoslovakia, 1966)
Mom, why do I have only one grandpa and grandma?
No fair!!
My parents don´t live anymore.
And ucles and aunts?
None of them.
How come?
The Nazis killed all my family.
(Czechoslovakia, 1967)
Dad, what are those big cars?
Tanks. Russian tanks.
Why are they in front of our house?
....
Honey, never forget this day, promise to never forget this day.
(21.August 1968)
Our kitchen. The neighbours sitting around the table. Some of them crying. Talking silently.
There will be war, we have to fight! I hear someone saying.
No….nobody would helps us...we are on our own...
Stop it! We will survive! We survived worse times! (that was my mom)
(August 1968)
Marie was my best friend since first grade.
One day she did not come to school again.
Where is Marie? I asked my teacher.
Gone, answered the teacher silently.
Gone..where?!? she never even said good bye !!!
We all had such friends...who vanished without a word...leaving the country and us behind...
At the director´s office:
Your daughter refused to sing the Russian Anthem during the assembly !
You know, she has a sore throat..
But she DID sing the Czechoslovak Anthem!!
Well, our Anthem is shorter...
A conversation between my father and a teacher:
Your daughter wrote in her questionnaire, that she is a believer.
I accidently spilled coffee on her questionnaire, and had to rewrite it for her...
(they both knew, I would not be accepted to high school if I officially made that statement)
From my report card:
Marie is setting a bad example for other pupils, because she asks inappropriate questions.
(I asked our history teacher, why there is not a word in our text book about the American Army setting free part of Czechoslovakia in 1945).
Your daughter did not behave during our regular nuclear alarm exercise. She refused to put on her gas mask, declaring it smells - please, advise her on the importance of a gas mask during a nuclear attack .
(My dad laughed about half an hour after reading this note from my teacher)
I am in a nostalgic mood today…I realize I was so blessed, because my parents were good and loving people - they somehow managed to protect us and gave us the gift of a happy childhood despite all ,I met great teachers and most of them just looked away or did not "hear" when I was being a little rebel:) I was taught the value of a friendship from an early age - because without friends you would not survive but most of all – I am so blessed that I was able to raise my children in democracy….. 21 years ago my son was born and a day after his birth the Velvet revolution started – a new chapter in my life and in the history of my nation.
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GREAT TRIBUTE TO YOUR PARENTS!!!!! Congratulations !
????? · 2010-11-16: 04:59
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Gosh, I'm rather lost for words.
jenkija · 2010-11-16: 08:07
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Incredible story and narrative Marie! I knew there was a reason I liked you so much! I was just telling Teddy the other day, that I like rebellious spirits! Thanks for sharing these wonderful memories...and I see, you used a great Skywatcher potential photo to convey your thoughts :-)Congrats on having wonderful parents, for realizing the value of friendship and for being such a great person! Have a great day my friend
????? · 2010-11-16: 08:39
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A great and touching post. Thanks for sharing up your life. We all crave for freedom.
huiching · 2010-11-16: 10:20
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Thank you for sharing this part of your life. Very touching.
Margarethe · 2010-11-16: 11:14
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Very beautiful photos, Marie. I'm still laughing with the last part of the story... the gas mask! XD
????? · 2010-11-16: 11:32
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Fascinating post (and history lesson) and beautiful pictures.
yellodog · 2010-11-16: 14:26
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Great post and pics Marie
Francesc21 · 2010-11-16: 14:36
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this is an incredible narrative...very touching but also very moving..and humourous and great images :)
cariad · 2010-11-16: 16:15
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What a wonderful post Marie. To live through so much and still have such a positive spirit. (((((Marie))))) <-- hug
????? · 2010-11-16: 22:01
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i ja se snazim mym detem tady v Canade o tomhle povidat..... me samotnemu uz to pripada spis jako nejaka povidka, co jsme cetly v knizkach, natoz jim. Moc krasne Marie, dekuji.
honzicek · 2010-11-16: 23:42
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This post TRIPLED my respect for you, and it was already infinite ...
Ryana · 2010-11-17: 07:03
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Wonderful post. People need to know these things.
????? · 2010-11-17: 10:42
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You had a great parents, Marie:)
pandka · 2010-11-20: 18:54
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I like the fire from the sky!
Contesina · 2010-11-25: 08:54
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