Richard Kolban

“I was accepted into the Army. I became trained and as it was winter again it was freezing and I had to wash being stripped to the waist at five in the morning and then, I lay for a half of a day in snow with machine-gun and so on. Various things were going on there. When I was on guard, I experienced something. We were guarding warehouses at night. That long tulup (sheepskin winter jacket) and rifle that I even couldn’t hold in my hand. It was dusk and just a bit of light and each guard had an order to ask everybody going past about the code word. We had to ask the name at first and then the code word. And if somebody hadn’t told it, I could have started shooting. Well, I was walking there, it was about eleven in the evening and I couldn’t wait until somebody changed me. Suddenly I saw three officers walking briskly. One went a bit ahead and the other two were next to him. They marched straight to the ramp, next to which there was a booth. Then, I became a bit stiff, but order is order. ‘Freeze, who are you?’ They didn’t say a word but moved on. ‘Freeze, I will shoot!’ No words again. Thus I fired a shot over their heads. As soon as they heard gunshot they lay down on the ground. And as a sergeant, the chief of guards, heard it he ran out and asked, ‘Što? (What?)’ They stood up and moved on and as they were passing me, one of them told me, ‘Durak. (Idiot.)’ And when they left, the sergeant major said, ‘Pravilno tys delal. (You did it right.)’ They were testing us.”

“We came to the Soviet border early in the morning, actually it was a back road and there also was a brook. We didn’t know it was the border and went up to the bridge. We saw nobody, it was a field with only few bushes at the back and from behind them the shooting started. We jumped into the water immediately and tried to hide there. And as we didn’t go out of there, the officer and several Soviet soldiers came and asked us, ‘Which way?’ And the Soviet soldier Steiner, who spoke Russian, said that not this way, ‘Davaj, obratno! (Go back!)’ He said, ‘But we are antifascists.’ ‘Ničevo (Nothing), go back!’ He went, unbuttoned his shirt, showed his breast, and said. ‘Shoot!’ It made an impression on them. They stayed with us, but men on horses went away and came back with GAZ 69 light truck. A little town of Sieňava was near there, so they drove us and interned us there.”

“For instance, one man was sitting in a latrine when they came, killed and undressed him, and took everything from him. Once I was lying on the pallet in barrack, it was like in a cowshed, there were only some small windows. As I was looking trough them, I suddenly saw a face, knife in mouth and he was about to break in, kill somebody, and take his stuff. So I shouted out and he ran away. Then, we said it to the convoy and it didn’t repeat so often.”

“It was one night in June when convoys arrived in school and one of the men came to the room, shouted my name, and directed me to follow him. It was at two o’clock in the morning, they gathered those of us who didn’t seem to be spies and arrested us. There was a huge jail on Kařiměrovská Street, where there were really huge cells, each for forty to sixty prisoners. And just imagine, the toilet was only a slat and the like... I had been for a month there, when we suddenly heard some stomping upstairs and a sort of stir. They started to run us out. We were loaded into the cars. You know, they arranged a transport consisting of about twenty freight cars and started transporting us. They brought us throughout the Soviet Union. It took the whole month as we were on the way only at nights. It was in June or in July 1940, so days were really hot and we had to spend them closed in those cars. We got nothing, just a piece of bread and a bucket of water. One bucket of water for sixty men. The older were breathing air at windows and we, the younger, let them do so. It went this way over again. The transport moved after dark and stopped before sunrise.”

“The norm was ten cubic metres of raw wood, which we called fathom in Slovak. It meant we had to topple a tree, just like we had done it in Levoča, put a wedge on one side and then use axe and guide it down. We had those big handsaws and every one had the axe. We had to cut it into one-meter long fathoms, chop, and tidy it and the same with branches. Ten was our norm. However, hardly anybody of us met this norm. Russians did so, it was nothing for them. Well, we got nothing to eat during the day and in the evening, when we gathered at the Appleplatz in front of the dining hall again, the brigades, who had met the norm went first. Those were mainly Russians, who got 900 grams of bread, simply said, a sort of substantial food or nourishment. However, as we always came last at about ten in the evening, we usually got only 300 grams of bread, it was such solid bread, also the crumbs were fixed with little sticks to it, some potato soup, a bit of mash, and a spoon of oil into it. It was everything. And as we hadn’t met the norm, we weren’t allowed to go to barracks. There we had our double-decked pallets just like you could see in concentration camps, but we were placed to a sort of small prison, or strengthened billet. There were plank-beds or rather only some boards and nothing else. When we were wet, the clothes dried on us, in winter as well, and in the morning everything repeated. It went like this all over again.”

“In the morning there was a reveille, we had to gather at the so-called Appelplatz and divide into groups of thirty as there were thirty men in each convoy. He had a board with names and he read all of them. We had no breakfast, nothing at all... Oh, it was regarded as luxury. Then he read the warning in Russian, ‘Either left or right, where there is no work they shoot without saying a word. Do you know what it means? I shouldn’t translate it, should I? And march.’ Seven kilometres. There were four high guard towers and fencing. We weren’t allowed to approach the fence, in no case! Five meters at most! Who went only a bit closer was immediately shot dead. Just like one, who found ‘esšálek, menašku’ (mess tin) near the fence, so they zapped him.”

“Then, it happened that I was released from there. Each of us got twenty roubles, at first they called us to the office and the woman, lieutenant, asked us where we wanted to go. I said I wanted to go to the place with warm weather. ‘So, where?’ ‘Tashkent.’ I knew from school that it was in the south. ‘Tashkent? Not possible, there are many like you.’ And there was a list of towns beginning with a letter ‘t’, so I was sent to Temir. Cold Temir. When we were being released, we got a loaf of bread, which we ate immediately, and I also went to the town and bought some borsch. I had a drink, but as I was so hungry, as my stomach was so shrivelled, I suddenly felt unwell. I had enough time as my train departed in the evening, so I went into the community centre and curled into a ball under the stairs and there I waited for my train. When we travelled we didn’t sit, we were such decimated that we lay and huddled under the bench instead. Just like dogs. I spent the whole way under that bench.”