Anthology of wounds - Arct

Anthology of Woundstains and in the depth of the forest…There were 30 ofthem. All had only two liters of milk on the day fromone cow. And what my baby drunk was a lot for them,because there were other children too. There were terribleconditions to feed the child. To heat the milk I gotup in the night on the snow and I went to the fire thatwas a little far from the place we slept. I had to heat thebaby bottle of milk in the embers remained. My sleepingplace was far way 15 meters. I had to go out of thehouse to wash my baby’s clothes and to walk until thesource. So I suffered from the cold every day for goingthere passing through the snow more than one meterhigh.They created a false accusation for my husband tomake my life darker than it was. He worked on thesaw enterprise and they accused him that he had causedtroubles in the railway work delaying the materialsneeded to build the railway.…My husband was at work the arrest day, secondshift. It was afternoon. I was at the source where thevillage road was too. My husband arrested! He wasbetween two policemen. In the middle was the spy M.L.I got very angry when that dirty person said my husband,“Bib God helped you.”- Oh my God! What an irony! I cursed him and hebothered to answer me.- In the honor of our Party I will do the same withyouOther people that occasionally were there heard this.Oh my God! This was a big arrow in my heart for me! Ihad to take care now of 3 persons in the prison, my broth-239