Jarmila Bílková

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  • "But again, someone was shooting at us from those shelters, imagine. If it was Czechs, or I don't know... they didn't know we were Czechs. We weren't just Czechs there, they were Germans too, like among us, in the way they drove us out... So we ran away again quickly and through the gateway we got back there, to the ministry. And we all stayed there until the end. And by Wednesday, there was a festive mood, like those soldiers, they were back there again, those soldiers that were there originally, maybe, or I don't know. Just the Czech soldiers were there again and they said, 'Well, girls, maybe you can go home now. But be careful, they are still hiding everywhere. And we really went out to this Klárov, and there we saw the tank. We were still looking at it and we walked slowly. That we would follow the Vltava River to Prague 7, where we lived."

  • "They were awfully nice. And the day came when they received a summons to come to Veletržní palác. We as children didn't accompany them, but my father did, I know that. Imagine, he was also a tailor, my dad. So he used to sew some gold and things like that into their coats. They thought, poor things, that they'd be able to get away with it, and maybe they'd appreciate it somehow. But they took a transport that went straight to the gas. That's what we found out later. Nothing came of it anyway. And we shouldn't have said anything, because that would have been terrible. I remember he sewed it up down there like that. They had, like, a fur coat inside, and he'd sew these things down there. Chains and gold coins and stuff."

  • "We couldn’t get home anymore. All the bridges were guarded by the Germans, and they wouldn’t let anyone through. Palacký Bridge, Štefánik Bridge, and especially near Klárov. No way — there was already a tank shot up there, right at Klárov. We were approaching the area when people standing there said, ‘Girls, you can’t go that way. A coachman just passed by with a wedding carriage, and they shot him.’ And sure enough, the carriage had been pulled a bit into a courtyard, and on the driver’s seat there was a boy about my age, crying terribly. ‘Grandpa, Grandpa!’ So we believed them. The people there said, ‘Girls, come hide with us, because this is going to go on for a while — you won’t be able to get home. Where did you try to cross?’ And we told them about the bridges. And they said, ‘See? It’s the same everywhere. You won’t get through.’ So they took us in. They were… I don’t know if the man worked as a janitor or cleaner or something like that… just poor people. They didn’t have much food themselves. They gave each of us a dry slice of bread and some chicory coffee. It was already late, almost eight in the evening, and we had been traveling like that since lunch. Then came the shelling, when they were bombarding Old Town Square — the shells were flying right over those houses. These were the houses at the very beginning of Mostecká Street. It was the second house, I remember that. And the shelling was really intense, and they said, ‘We’re not going to risk something happening to you here — we’ll take you to the shelter.’"

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I only started to feel scared when they began shooting at us with a machine gun

Jarmila Bílková in 1956
Jarmila Bílková in 1956
photo: Archive of the witness

Jarmila Bílková, maiden name Dražilová, was born on May 20, 1933 in Prague. Her first years of childhood were spent in the Old Town of Prague, in the Josefov district, where her father Antonín Dražil got a job as a janitor together with a service apartment at the Ministry of Agriculture. During the Protectorate, he lost his job as a Czechoslovak Legionnaire and the family had to move to Holešovice in Prague. Jarmila recalls the fears of her parents, especially during the Heydrichiad, when the Gestapo arrested Czech patriots, including her father, at the Ministry. Stronger than the fears of the Nazis, however, was the long-standing friendship that connected the entire family of Antonín Dražil with his siblings Matylda and Vítězslav Reiner. Before the war, Vítězslav Reiner was the managing director of the then famous Wolf and Schleim department store. The Dražils supported both siblings of Jewish origin until the fateful day when they were forced to board a transport to Auschwitz. The gifted Jarmila attended private singing lessons from the age of six and only a short time later became a member of the Kühn Children’s Choir. On February 14, 1945, during one of the rehearsals at the then Czechoslovak Radio, she experienced the great air raid on Prague. But her most intense childhood memories are connected with the Prague Uprising. On the morning of May 5, 1945, the then twelve-year-old Jarmila, together with her cousin of the same age, went for a walk through Prague. They did not return home until 9 May, when the war was officially over and the shooting in the capital had stopped. Jarmila thus witnessed many tense moments connected with the liberation of Prague. She spent four nights in the basement of the Ministry of Finance, where the Red Cross had set up a makeshift shelter. Among other things, she experienced the one-day occupation of the ministry by German soldiers, on whose orders she was forced to clear the barricade at Prague’s Klárov district, and on the morning of May 9, she saw the first Soviet tank arriving in Prague damaged at the same place. She also remembers the post-war events, the Red Army soldiers, the removal of Germans from Prague’s Holešovice and Letná, the ceremonial return of President Edvard Beneš from exile and the military parades on Old Town Square. On February 25, 1948, as a secondary grammar school student, she took part in the student march to Prague Castle. She graduated from a grammar school and completed a two-year extension course at a chemical industrial school. She worked as a laboratory technician for her entire professional career. She was married twice, her second husband was the football player František Bílek. Now (2025) she lives in Holešovice, Prague.