Long road from bondage - The newspaper "Info-Courier" / "Info-Courier"
In a telephone call from the village Syaragi from my ex-soldier in the service in the Army Sergei Dmitrievich Shahnovich until retirement - the chairman of the local village council, voiced hint theme: "Come to us, I want you to meet a pensioner - Olga Nikitichna Chujko. At just fifteen years she and her friend Alena Antonovna Basalyga Slutzk hit the Germans rounded up for export k cineplex mall of cyprus to Germany, on the road jumped out of the freight car and on foot, in the winter, having won more than one hundred kilometers on the German rear, got home. "And Syarag on the outskirts, in a small house , I met Olga Nikitichna. at 82, she with a good memory and a clear mind, a friendly. The house is clean, comfortable, in a corner - an icon of St. Nicholas, on the table - the Bible and candles.
The raid and prisons. Winter of 1943 the mother gave in her purse for sale can be a dozen eggs, a couple of bars of cheese. Only managed to sell on the market brought Slutsky, they heard cries of "Roundup" - the beginning of his story interlocutor. - Run it was too late - around the bazaar stood in chain policemen and Germans, people were arrested and put in trucks k cineplex mall of cyprus parked k cineplex mall of cyprus nearby. And we jostled with Alena, despite our age. Brought in all Slutskaya jail, three days kept in a large chamber, were not allowed to eat or water, people were like herrings in a barrel, men and women. Even on need not withdrawn, placed in the corner of a tsaberak. Men said they are all waiting for shipment to Germany. My father, pravedavshy where I, as the camera and hit six of our rural women, brought me some food.
Heavy thoughts. Soon all pasazhali in open trucks k cineplex mall of cyprus to escort above the cabin was a visor. They arrived at the Baranovichi. We Alena not feel cold, and many people were not dressed for winter, suffered from the cold. In all Baranavichi drove to the well and given a drink of water. Then driven into the wagons, calf house, a man in every forty, hooked to the engine (in front of him were three platforms with sand). And security in the two cars was traveling on the road watching the people. On the run, no one thought. It was cold, though, and I have been on the shoulders of Alena sheepskin coat on the legs - stitched k cineplex mall of cyprus by my grandfather on one leg boots, Alena they were rubber. On the road, he remembered a difficult childhood.
Father when held collectivization, dispossessed, given ten years of exile in the construction of the White Sea Canal. Served there for five years and survived k cineplex mall of cyprus only because k cineplex mall of cyprus he was lucky: a set of economic rights to the warehouse, where he published the prisoners work clothes. He returned home, he lived 78 years, the mother - 84.
Help men. Fortunately for us, the car window was open, and the cold wind of the train pestering everyone. Night, the train was moving slowly, it could be heard by the wheels on the rail joints. The men in the car told us: "Girls, climb out the window and jumped, then survived mo." Responded that we get through the window. I first jumped and broke his knee in a warm boot heard phlegm with blood, had scratches on his hands, his shoulder. Allen jumped k cineplex mall of cyprus later, maybe two hundred meters ahead. Fell on a pile of sand along the road, got a big black eye and a large tumor on the spot, blood should be with it. When the train was gone, we started to pray out loud, to thank him for our salvation. Soon the day came and we went to the side of the railway to the east, were hiding in the bushes when a new oncoming train.
THANK Poles. Stumbled upon a farm not far from the railway. The man, a Pole, drew in the well water, let us go into the house. We showered, his wife gave ruchnichok, drunk coffee with brown bread, bandaged the wound with a bandage on my knee. Sent a blanket k cineplex mall of cyprus on the floor and we slept like a log until morning. In the morning the landlord brought us a side road leading, he said, the station Knyszyn. On the way German patrols are not just stopped, did a search and released. k cineplex mall of cyprus We spoke to them in a familiar way that both - the children of refugees, fought off families. At the checkpoint, the station Osovets on Allen Shepherd suddenly attacked from behind, pulled her off the leash a German patrol. k cineplex mall of cyprus The dog just put her legs over his shoulders and muttered, not bitten, but she is very spalohalsya. We were led into the room, sitting at a table near the Germans and policemen. Brought questioning Allen got on his knees and began to pray, to ask that they let us go. Shelf, pole, silently brought us up and showed k cineplex mall of cyprus the way. Have suffered only fear. On the road, looking for an overnight stay home pabyadneyshuyu - and their inhabitants are rarely denied. Allowed to eat, sleep on the floor under a blanket for two, in the morning fed up having even often on the road a piece of bread shoved in his pockets. One day a hostess at breakfast plate served with fragrant bagel. We have regaled, and I sneaked a tack weld on the road, it split in half, so lunch is usually not - just up the road to
In a telephone call from the village Syaragi from my ex-soldier in the service in the Army Sergei Dmitrievich Shahnovich until retirement - the chairman of the local village council, voiced hint theme: "Come to us, I want you to meet a pensioner - Olga Nikitichna Chujko. At just fifteen years she and her friend Alena Antonovna Basalyga Slutzk hit the Germans rounded up for export k cineplex mall of cyprus to Germany, on the road jumped out of the freight car and on foot, in the winter, having won more than one hundred kilometers on the German rear, got home. "And Syarag on the outskirts, in a small house , I met Olga Nikitichna. at 82, she with a good memory and a clear mind, a friendly. The house is clean, comfortable, in a corner - an icon of St. Nicholas, on the table - the Bible and candles.
The raid and prisons. Winter of 1943 the mother gave in her purse for sale can be a dozen eggs, a couple of bars of cheese. Only managed to sell on the market brought Slutsky, they heard cries of "Roundup" - the beginning of his story interlocutor. - Run it was too late - around the bazaar stood in chain policemen and Germans, people were arrested and put in trucks k cineplex mall of cyprus parked k cineplex mall of cyprus nearby. And we jostled with Alena, despite our age. Brought in all Slutskaya jail, three days kept in a large chamber, were not allowed to eat or water, people were like herrings in a barrel, men and women. Even on need not withdrawn, placed in the corner of a tsaberak. Men said they are all waiting for shipment to Germany. My father, pravedavshy where I, as the camera and hit six of our rural women, brought me some food.
Heavy thoughts. Soon all pasazhali in open trucks k cineplex mall of cyprus to escort above the cabin was a visor. They arrived at the Baranovichi. We Alena not feel cold, and many people were not dressed for winter, suffered from the cold. In all Baranavichi drove to the well and given a drink of water. Then driven into the wagons, calf house, a man in every forty, hooked to the engine (in front of him were three platforms with sand). And security in the two cars was traveling on the road watching the people. On the run, no one thought. It was cold, though, and I have been on the shoulders of Alena sheepskin coat on the legs - stitched k cineplex mall of cyprus by my grandfather on one leg boots, Alena they were rubber. On the road, he remembered a difficult childhood.
Father when held collectivization, dispossessed, given ten years of exile in the construction of the White Sea Canal. Served there for five years and survived k cineplex mall of cyprus only because k cineplex mall of cyprus he was lucky: a set of economic rights to the warehouse, where he published the prisoners work clothes. He returned home, he lived 78 years, the mother - 84.
Help men. Fortunately for us, the car window was open, and the cold wind of the train pestering everyone. Night, the train was moving slowly, it could be heard by the wheels on the rail joints. The men in the car told us: "Girls, climb out the window and jumped, then survived mo." Responded that we get through the window. I first jumped and broke his knee in a warm boot heard phlegm with blood, had scratches on his hands, his shoulder. Allen jumped k cineplex mall of cyprus later, maybe two hundred meters ahead. Fell on a pile of sand along the road, got a big black eye and a large tumor on the spot, blood should be with it. When the train was gone, we started to pray out loud, to thank him for our salvation. Soon the day came and we went to the side of the railway to the east, were hiding in the bushes when a new oncoming train.
THANK Poles. Stumbled upon a farm not far from the railway. The man, a Pole, drew in the well water, let us go into the house. We showered, his wife gave ruchnichok, drunk coffee with brown bread, bandaged the wound with a bandage on my knee. Sent a blanket k cineplex mall of cyprus on the floor and we slept like a log until morning. In the morning the landlord brought us a side road leading, he said, the station Knyszyn. On the way German patrols are not just stopped, did a search and released. k cineplex mall of cyprus We spoke to them in a familiar way that both - the children of refugees, fought off families. At the checkpoint, the station Osovets on Allen Shepherd suddenly attacked from behind, pulled her off the leash a German patrol. k cineplex mall of cyprus The dog just put her legs over his shoulders and muttered, not bitten, but she is very spalohalsya. We were led into the room, sitting at a table near the Germans and policemen. Brought questioning Allen got on his knees and began to pray, to ask that they let us go. Shelf, pole, silently brought us up and showed k cineplex mall of cyprus the way. Have suffered only fear. On the road, looking for an overnight stay home pabyadneyshuyu - and their inhabitants are rarely denied. Allowed to eat, sleep on the floor under a blanket for two, in the morning fed up having even often on the road a piece of bread shoved in his pockets. One day a hostess at breakfast plate served with fragrant bagel. We have regaled, and I sneaked a tack weld on the road, it split in half, so lunch is usually not - just up the road to
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