Cecílie Hartošová

"Some Russians were terrible. I saw it with my own eyes. When we came to Třebom... we call it a gate. You know what a gate is... there was a woman nailed to the gate. Nailed. Legs up and body down like this. And my mother tried to stop me from looking at it... And do you know how the women felt? Oh, my God! Don't even tell me." - "Was she dressed?" - "No. Naked. Mom put her hand over my eyes. She didn´t want me to look there. It was there, the way you come to Třebom. The first gate. We didn't even find out who it was. Třebom was completely empty. No one was there."

"Let me tell you how I saw the Jews. Oh my! Oh, my! Some say it's not true. But I was sitting in the garden and suddenly I saw soldiers on horseback. We had a lot of gooseberries in the garden. The bushes were already big, so I hid under them and watched. And soon they were coming. They were wearing a uniform, like overalls. Green or blue. That's how they were dressed. Some were completely barefoot, some still had their shoes on. They were walking in threes, led by Germans on horses. Always one horse and a soldier. They had this... gummiknüppel... or whatever you want to call it. And as they were passing a prisoner, they would hit him. Crack! Crack! They couldn't even walk anymore. Those Jews."