Miloš Nevoral

"Of course, I still remember how the military transport arrived, because all the partisans already blew up the bridges around Jihlava. So you could get to the western front, or rather arrive only from Kostelec to Třešť, Telč, Slavonice. A heavily armed train went to Třešť and stayed there as it didn't have enough steam, so it just kept stayed standing there. And it was already in 1945 and suddenly the dredgers came in. Do you know what the dredgers were? "Mostly black pilots flew in it and they flew behind the woods, using the waves and shooting the locomotives, destroying the transports that were already riding the armored vehicles. And once in Hodice they attacked the train and shot the locomotive into pieces."

"For example, my brother escaped abroad from the communists. Several friends agreed to go to the Bata factory to Canada, to America. So they went and were finally betrayed and caught at the border and imprisoned in Pilsen on Bory. From there they got to the camp here to Mimoň, and from there they were sent to the mine in Ostrava to Karviná, which was an army mine. And it was also said for those, who were there, that their return was undesirable. "

"And at that one of the stationers upstairs lived the pastor who taught us, and his name was Chalupa. But he was so strict that he wore a cane in his briefcase. It was a curly type, which was rather painful for us. We usually sat in the benches by three mostly, and when he pulled someone out of the bench and had to go to the podium, the other student had to stand up and step out of the bench again, and that's how it was. Otherwise we had the director teaching us proper writing and music classes and we had to go down to his office to fetch his violin, and once it happened that I went and brought the violin, put it on his table and one of the boys threw a twenty haller coin into the instrument, and he started playing and it didn't work, and he was so upset that he cracked the string and broke ihis fiddle stick. That's how we were."