A4 Lucky
Narrator: Hermine Meier Reporter: Stephanie Meier
In 1945 I lived in Plessberg and was a member of the BDM (Union of the German Girls). One night we heard a noise outside.
After some time we heard someone shouting,” Open the door!” My mum and I hid in the hay on the attic quickly. Then we were quiet so that nobody could hear us.
My dad and my younger brother opened the door for the Russian soldiers. They rummaged about in the house and looked for articles of any value. Since they didn´t find anything in the house they searched in the stable. There a Czech refugee family were sleeping with their whole belongings. The Russians took away their horse and stole their wagon. Then they left the farm and we were all very happy that nothing had happened to anybody and that they hadn´t taken with them anyone of us, because those persons would have been brought to a concentration camp in Sibiria.
From that day on I never left the house as long as the Russians were in our village.
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