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about 20 years. From Želiezovce I brought a nice little gift. All of us, and there were 300 of us, got jaundice. At the end I got out of it pretty well, but there are girls who are having troubles from that up till today. With jaundice it was of course me again who came down with it first. During that time we went to collect corn from the fields. I felt a pain on my right hip, by my gall bladder, and I had a higher body temperature. That was why I decided I wouldn’t go to work. A doctor had also just about enough of me and told me to bring urine, to be evaluated. A little later she flew in, told me to pack my things and I went to quarantine, because I had it on three crosses 12 . Soon after that there were others coming in. The jaundice epidemic started in 1956, when there was a riot in Hungary. Čůzáks were off colors, as we were practically on the borders. There you saw mountains that were already Hungarian. The authorities knew the rioting could easily cross over from Hungary to us, and they had their hearts in their mouths. Right at that time we got jaundice. We all occupied a whole block of wooden houses. Where did you go after Želiezovce? Then I traveled to Ruzyně, for about a month, to do translations. That was a bit of variety and change. There we had only two or three guards and others could get there. Those of us from Prague, were enthusiastic because we had visitors and could get parcels. There was a more relaxed regime. We weren’t locked in cells, we could move freely and have a small chat after work for example. There were about twenty of us working there. Men were translating some secret stuff. We got just concepts which we were rewriting on copy stencils. Everything was awfully private. Soon it was over though and we had to get back to Želiezovce. Where did they take you from Ruzyně? From there they took us back to Želiezovce and then they sent me to Bratislava later. There we knitted sweaters. Never in my life was I good for knitting and I wasn’t able to imagine I should knit a whole sweater. In the end I managed somehow and from Bratislava, they took me back to Pardubice, where they released me. I traveled the whole country like this. To all that you must also count up the breaks of staying overnight in Ilava, because it wasn’t possible to manage a whole trip in one haul. I was in many prisons then. Was there any difference in the behavior of male and female guards? Well, not really, they were cast in the same mould. Men I didn’t recognize as real men. It was a čůzák to me, and that was it. In Pardubice I was in correction once and in the corridor there was a water supply, where we could wash ourselves. A čůza let me there once and at the same time, she was talking to a man. He wanted to get in and have a look at me. I told to myself, “That isn’t a man, it’s just a čůzák,” so I took my clothes off and washed myself. He can please himself, that wasn’t the issue. For us the issue was the Sultán, the governor of the jail in Pardubice, that was fundamental. On the other hand, girls were often making fun of čůzáks. In what way? Well for example once, they decided they would reeducate us. So they started giving us some lectures. The girls would always put their hands up and ask about something. For example, something about Masaryk. Then the čůzák said, “Well, I don’t know that, I must ask about it, I will tell you next time.” The next time he didn’t show up there of course. You know, there were many stories running around, about the way they spoke. For instance, instead of tinfoil they were saying tinloif. Once when I was in Chrastava on commando, one of them was hint- 12 With three crosses dead bodies used to be marked. Here it suggests Mrs. Stuchlíková was seriously ill. Czechoslovak Political Prisoners 79

ing at us to sign a socialist commitment 13 , promising they would send us home earlier. When he was done with his speech, Bohuška and I put our hands up and said, “Mr. Commander, we can’t sign it. We are not provided with all the human rights from court. Our signature has no weight.” And there we broke it down. Were the criminal prisoners more susceptible to reeducation or to signing various work commitments? Some of them were, of course. I think that some woman who had kids at home were more liable to this. One of my lady friends, who I have been friends with up till nowadays, and I still reproach and blame her for it, signed the cooperation agreement. She simply wanted to get home because both of her parents were sick and her son in the army got a very serious infection of jaundice. She knew she couldn’t help them out while in jail. Up till today she has had troubles with that though, because nobody ever asks her why, why did she sign. How did you get through visits of your friends and relatives and how long did they last? The visits were a chapter in itself because it always depended on the čůzák, who was present at the visit. It happened to me once that my father came to Litoměřice, we welcomed each other and I asked about mother and the čůzák ordered the visit to end right there. When the čůzák was full of spite he didn’t give you the pleasure to have a visitor. Once in Pardubice, I couldn’t get nuts of candies that were in a parcel, and so they took it out and stole it. It always depended on their moods, how well they slept. We were dependent on all of that. We always looked forward to having a visit, but when they left, we were so sad… you knew you had another long time ahead, before you saw them again. Sometimes I said to myself that people who visited had it worse. In front of the gates the visitor had to beg and plead because the gaurds were also harassing them. Visitors were worried whether the parcel would be delivered and how long the visit would take and so on. How often did you have visits? According to the prison order, it was possible once a month, but if you did something bad, they could stop or shorten it. When I was on the command, visits were more relaxed, sometimes a parcel could be handed over. At Pankrác the parcel was properly checked. Well, when you think about it deeply, when they were giving you a parcel at the beginning of prison, they had to take it away from their own mouths because there was still a ticket system. 14 So we didn’t really care for the parcels much. In which prison did you experience the worst hunger? I was starving the most in Bartolomějská police prison, because there they had tin pots and when they gave you black slop in the morning, it smelled like the previous day’s goulash, and when at noon something different, it smelled like the black slop again, which they called noble coffee. At Pankrác I got back to normal again. At weekends, we were getting an egg for lunch and bread for supper but they didn’t fuss about us. Anyways, when we were going to work, for example to the printing works, then we were getting one bratwurst and a bun. But nowhere else did we get anything better. 13 Within socialist commitments people obliged themselves for example to work extra hours or also on Sundays and national holidays. They then got various privileges, e.g. to write more letters home, to get more parcels. It was also promised they would be released earlier. 14 Ticket system was annulled in Czechoslovakia in 1953, during a monetary reform. 80

ing at us to sign a socialist commitment 13 , promising they would send us home earlier. When<br />

he was done with his speech, Bohuška and I put our hands up and said, “Mr. Commander, we<br />

can’t sign it. We are not provided with all the human rights from court. Our signature has no<br />

weight.” And there we broke it down.<br />

Were the criminal prisoners more susceptible to reeducation or to signing various work commitments?<br />

Some of them were, of course. I think that some woman who had kids at home were more<br />

liable to this. One of my lady friends, who I have been friends with up till nowadays, and I still<br />

reproach and blame her for it, signed the cooperation agreement. She simply wanted to get<br />

home because both of her parents were sick and her son in the army got a very serious infection<br />

of jaundice. She knew she couldn’t help them out while in jail. Up till today she has had<br />

troubles with that though, because nobody ever asks her why, why did she sign.<br />

How did you get through visits of your friends and relatives and how long did they last?<br />

The visits were a chapter in itself because it always depended on the čůzák, who was present<br />

at the visit. It happened to me once that my father came to Litoměřice, we welcomed each<br />

other and I asked about mother and the čůzák ordered the visit to end right there. When the<br />

čůzák was full of spite he didn’t give you the pleasure to have a visitor. Once in Pardubice,<br />

I couldn’t get nuts of candies that were in a parcel, and so they took it out and stole it. It always<br />

depended on their moods, how well they slept. We were dependent on all of that. We always<br />

looked forward to having a visit, but when they left, we were so sad… you knew you had<br />

another long time ahead, before you saw them again. Sometimes I said to myself that people<br />

who visited had it worse. In front of the gates the visitor had to beg and plead because the<br />

gaurds were also harassing them. Visitors were worried whether the parcel would be delivered<br />

and how long the visit would take and so on.<br />

How often did you have visits?<br />

According to the prison order, it was possible once a month, but if you did something bad,<br />

they could stop or shorten it. When I was on the command, visits were more relaxed, sometimes<br />

a parcel could be handed over. At Pankrác the parcel was properly checked. Well, when<br />

you think about it deeply, when they were giving you a parcel at the beginning of prison, they<br />

had to take it away from their own mouths because there was still a ticket system. 14 So we<br />

didn’t really care for the parcels much.<br />

In which prison did you experience the worst hunger?<br />

I was starving the most in Bartolomějská police prison, because there they had tin pots and<br />

when they gave you black slop in the morning, it smelled like the previous day’s goulash, and<br />

when at noon something different, it smelled like the black slop again, which they called noble<br />

coffee. At Pankrác I got back to normal again. At weekends, we were getting an egg for lunch<br />

and bread for supper but they didn’t fuss about us. Anyways, when we were going to work, for<br />

example to the printing works, then we were getting one bratwurst and a bun. But nowhere<br />

else did we get anything better.<br />

13 Within socialist commitments people obliged themselves for example to work extra hours or also on Sundays and national<br />

holidays. They then got various privileges, e.g. to write more letters home, to get more parcels. It was also promised<br />

they would be released earlier.<br />

14 Ticket system was annulled in <strong>Czechoslovak</strong>ia in 1953, during a monetary reform.<br />

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