01.02.2015 Views

1JZGauQ

1JZGauQ

1JZGauQ

SHOW MORE
SHOW LESS

Create successful ePaper yourself

Turn your PDF publications into a flip-book with our unique Google optimized e-Paper software.

AN ARCHAEOLOGY OF THE IRON CURTAIN<br />

two completely different systems. By keeping the different areas separate<br />

and positioning passport control posts along the way it was almost<br />

impossible to get on a train to West Berlin without permission. The<br />

station has now been completely refurbished and looks like any other<br />

station with no visible traces of its former segregated layout. The Palace of<br />

Tears was used as a concert hall until 2006 and has since 2011 housed the<br />

exhibition ‘Border Experiences – Everyday life in divided Germany’ by the<br />

Stiftung Haus der Geschichte der Bundesrepublik Deutschland. This<br />

exhibition aims to provide “a vivid insight into life in the shadow of<br />

division and the border” (Stiftung Haus der Geschichte der Bundesrepublik<br />

Deutschland website 2012).<br />

When I interview Nina in London, where she now lives, some of her<br />

clearest memories of the wall relates to the Friedrichstraße Station and the<br />

Palace of Tears. This was the place where she used to help people escape<br />

over from East to West Berlin. She was a student in Berlin during in the<br />

early 1960s and through the university she got involved in helping people<br />

cross the border. “I was given some passports that I needed to smuggle over<br />

to East Berlin and then give them to those who were trying to escape”, she<br />

tells me. Often they met in a flat where she handed the passports over and<br />

explained how the crossing worked. The passports were of different nationalities<br />

such as West German, English and Swedish. “I remember one time I<br />

turned up and the person looked nothing like the passport photo that was<br />

meant to be used. The girl in the photo had blond hair while the East<br />

German girl who was going to use the passport had really dark hair. We had<br />

little time so we had to improvise and covered her hair in flour to make it<br />

lighter. Amazingly it worked.” She laughs at the story now but remember it<br />

being frightening at the time. The last time she went over to help someone<br />

across she soon discovered that she was being followed. Zigzagging through<br />

the streets around Friedrichstraße Station she managed to lose the man<br />

following her in order to get through the Friedrichstraße passport control<br />

and onto the train to West Berlin as soon as possible without being caught.<br />

That was her last passport trip over to East Berlin (Nina 2008, pers. comm.).<br />

Today the station looks just like any other station. Apart from the Palace of<br />

Tears, which is actually located just next to the main station building, there<br />

are no traces of the division. I try to figure out what platforms may have<br />

belonged to what trains, east- or westbound and what corridors that were<br />

out of bounds from those in the East but it is difficult. Not even the passage<br />

between the station building and the Palace of Tears seems to remain. As I<br />

62

Hooray! Your file is uploaded and ready to be published.

Saved successfully!

Ooh no, something went wrong!