Dudnik Anna Yermolayivna
January 7, 1942 I was 15 and 29 May 1942 I was taken to Germany. My mother ordered me everything to me, when you can, fled to the station Kyrnasivka (it's near the furnace). Kyrnasivka station was right in the woods, and lived near her mother 's sister, and mother hoped that I could perehovatysya there from Germany. I remember, was a warm sunny day. We brought in freight cars, the doors were half score boards. At the door stood a elderly man and stared into space. I approached him and asked how long will Kyrnasivka station. He looked at me full amount of the eyes and said, what we have on the state border. A Kyrnasivku not passing, since we were taken not on a furnace, and the Kozyatyn. We understood each other. He stroked my head and I cried.
June 5th we brought in m.Vaysenburh (Bavaria). Here we have placed in one big house with partitions. On the cement floor was nastelena straw, which was full of lice. June 7th we passed your clothes in dyzkameru, and all of us together: men, women, boys, girls naked drove to the city dome. Lord, that humiliation is an insult. Most Germans, city residents, who saw us, looked with sympathy, and some closed hands and went away.
When returning from the bath, we issued our clothes, have formed groups and sent to anyone anywhere. We, 16 girls took the train in the regional towns Hilpolshtayn. From there we pulled Bauer. I and another girl from our village Dudnik Alexander got into one village, called Haak. Not a village, and hamlet, there lived only four Bauer. Kraas Franz (the name of my host) was a young man was about 35-39 years. The family had three children, boys 3.8 and 9 years. Work had very difficult. Milked 10 cows were 8 more heifers and two oxen. Suck. Vychyschala all alone. The owner worked in the field. Mistress was engaged in cooking, children and nursed five pigs. I traveled by oxen in the field mowed clover, alfalfa, brought, cut on broken rice and distribute beast. I remember once went on alfalfa, and away from the village grew wild apple tree and around it is full of young seedlings of wild apple trees, and there was heat and was full of flies and flies. Well, my oxen and gang went into this bush. As I do not beat them, not cast out but could not drive. Constant and crying. Jihav a German bike, I drove oxen, and I went to mow the field.
It was hard during the hay. All day had to turn the hay is one, then two, then the third box, without rest, in direct sun. Not easier, and in harvest: sheaves and knitting, and submitted to the cart, and then with a cart on Stizhok. So tired that not even want to eat anything. Ate at a table with employers that they also. But the job was an impossible, and that more force was 15 years.
January 20, 1943 I took the factory in m.Vaysenburh. The factory was working with molten lead, which was very dangerous for health. And fed us very badly. How to bring in cans of Barack boiled cabbage, open them, I hear that smell and ran out of the barracks, because distorted. I could not endure that smell. She lived for 2-in jacket potato and a piece of bread that was given. I thought that I would not live.
In September 1943 we, a group of girls moved in s.Lanhlau 8 km from m.Kuntsenhauzena a military factory. The factory was located in a large forest, fenced in with barbed wire and guards also walked dogs. They lived in wooden barracks, we had 63 people, and all the girls, only one man, who was under 60. He took his family somewhere from the Leningrad. Our shop was at the beginning of the factory and on the surface, the remaining plants, employing only the Germans were on, deep in the woods, mostly underground. In our shop cleaned of rust on barrel shells. Worked for 10-12 hours a day. Especially difficult was the night. Rozzharyuvalysya stations, hot tub with a solution where submerged shells, creating asthma in the shop, and even on top of the air was full of rust. Open windows or doors can not, should it be a blackout, because American aircraft bombed.
I was ill. Measure the temperature in the morning, when less than 38.4 - then go to work. Avail the evening, and then otiy zadusi loses consciousness, falls. Some two old Germans carry me on a stretcher to the barracks. And in cold barracks, they take away from all the beds blankets, throw at me and go. It worn me 2 weeks and then taken to a doctor. I was treated, went to elektroprotsedury, saw pills. Harchuvaly us very badly. They would give a day a piece of bread, some soup or rutabaga, 2 potatoes in their skins and tea with saccharin. At work, work, led us to the dining room under escort eyed Johann. We were taken by the hand of man 8 tsepom and so they went. We were so exhausted and tired that accustomed to sleep on the move. Extremes in tsepu tried to sleep while the rest slept. And when someone fell, it struck Johann example shotguns.
Once, when we gave a dinner cooked in salted water spinach and 2 potatoes in their skins, we ate potatoes and spinach was so bad that we could not eat it and took back. They put a plate in a plate, and ran into the dining river spinach. Was it Johann began to beat us very hungry and drove to work. We went to the locker room and go to work. We were threatened that shot. But we were already the same way, life has become unbearable. Then came a military chief and asked why we do not work, we are told, as we pohoduvaly that we are hungry and there is no strength to work. After some time went trucks, and we are sunk in the car. Johann said he will bring us to shoot. We sat in the car and began to sing "International" to say goodbye to each other. For a long time we brought the forest and brought to any dining room. They gave us a piece of bread and soup with potatoes and cereals, however, the grains were many white worms with black heads. But for us it was not scary. Dali has a glass of tea with saccharin.
Then we drove back to work. These pains continued until April 23, 1945. At night we lifted and ordered to assemble, because we will evakuyovuvaty. We have already sunk in the machine, as planes came and started bombing. Among the drivers who have had us take out were Latvians, they spoke in Russian and told us that we may be scattered in all directions, because we would be taken not to evacuate, and execution. We fled. I have one girl from our village fled in 7 km to the village, where he worked in our odnoselets Bauer. At first we lived a few days in the stable at the horses, and then we took it home. April 29, it was Sunday, we were liberated by Americans.
August 6th, I went back to his native village and went to school to study.
