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Then a čůzák came and said, “Take out what you have done.” We answered we didn’t have anything<br />

as we didn’t get any glue. So they gave us a stone vessel, full of glue. Again, we pushed<br />

that under the bed because they didn’t give us a single brush. When he came up again we said<br />

we unfortunately didn’t have anything as we didn’t have a brush. So he took everything from<br />

us and we figured he wouldn’t make us do it, that he would lose his nerves on it. We never<br />

glued anything after that.<br />

How did the investigators behave towards you? Did any of you go through some physical<br />

violence?<br />

Well, firstly, nobody would be trying that on me, and secondly they were not that cruel at<br />

that time yet. Yes, we heard a couple times shouts from next door and how they were punching<br />

someone, but from my point of view, that was happening sporadically. All that increased<br />

rapidly in 1949. Although they were on a first-name basis with us, threatening us, calling us<br />

names, they never physically attacked me.<br />

You mentioned your younger sister was also arrested, for what reason?<br />

She was held as a precaution before the funeral of President Beneš. At that time I was cleaning<br />

at Pankrác and mother came to tell me. Somehow, inconspicuously, she told me in the<br />

corridor. After the funeral they let my sister go back home. Well they were really worried that<br />

people would be rioting and so they held various people as hostages. Then she was tried with<br />

me and convicted for six years.<br />

Did you ever meet again in prison?<br />

We met just once. She had a lesser punishment than me, and so she could get on something<br />

called commando. She went to the town of Varnsdorf to an Elite factory, where nylons were<br />

made. I was sentenced to be in a normal prison, but once when I went to Chrastava, they allowed<br />

me to see her on a visit. I came over there in the afternoon, maybe more the evening<br />

and early in the morning I had to leave again. Anyways, I was happy I could sit down with her<br />

for that moment and we chatted a little. Then she visited me when she was released. I can even<br />

tell you that two of my friends visited me. Each of them just once, but I was glad anyways, since<br />

they didn’t throw me overboard. One friend kept sending me letters and also a picture of her<br />

son. I was lucky in this way because some people were not afraid and came to see me. It was<br />

real heroism to not be worried and be seen with a convicted person.<br />

When did you have a court date?<br />

I had a court date on June 6, 1949. I received a notice only two days before the process. When<br />

I wanted to give it to my mother, my own lawyer jumped up and tore it out of my hands, saying<br />

I wasn’t supposed to have it. She was appointed to me by the court, but she still demanded<br />

money from my parents. Mrs. Dr. Turečková had a husband who was a chairman in the Chamber<br />

of Law and so she had the high privilege to take money. My parents paid her something,<br />

but afterwards they opposed. She didn’t defend me at all. She came up to the court, had blond<br />

hair, a light blue dress, and came there as a star. She didn’t get me ready for the situation and<br />

how to behave at court. The only thing she said was about my hairstyle and that I shouldn’t<br />

have it because it could make jurors angry. Then she asked what dress I would be wearing at<br />

court. That was all she told me for the run of the whole process. When they asked me after<br />

whether I felt guilty or not, I didn’t know what to answer. Finally, I said I felt partly guilty. At<br />

that time I was counting I would get twenty years. When I finally got thirteen, I was quite<br />

happy. Twelve of that I sat, but I wasn’t wondering why, I wouldn’t have given freedom to<br />

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