Miloslav Koller

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  • "Well, they had these collection camps, Schülerheim they called it, so they took me to the town of Prien, it was near the Bavarian lakes, there were four hotels there and that's where they were bringing it, so I know, that there were children up to ten years old and then up to fifteen years old and so on, and there one day I heard that my brother was supposed to be there already, so on Sunday, I went on a little scouting and decided to check it out. Well, I ended up meeting Béďa, and I said to him, "We are brothers!" And he was like, "Alright then." And then they took us away—there was always some kind of transport. The first one was to Yugoslavia, I remember that, then again to France, and the third one was to the Czech lands."

  • "I was alone with these people, at the sawmill, and the lady was strict, I peed in the night, so she let me down into the fridge, she held my head out of the window by my legs, well, I thought as a child that she could do that, that she would let me go, why not. And I was scolding her that she wasn't nice, that my mother was nice and good, well they saw that I wasn't happy and they came from some office one day to ask how I was, so I said, well they wrote it down somehow, and it went on, so it was quiet and then one nurse came and said, 'Well I'm going to get you and we're going away to other parents to make you feel better.' So we travelled by train and now at one stop the train stopped and we walked to the village. It was on the edge of the village, there were these people, so she took me there, so here you should be with these people. And the lady, she was a peasant, kind of round, red, pretty, and right away, boy, here, boy, there, and she said that dad wouldn't come until after midnight, he worked on the railroad, he didn't go to war, but he had to, when they bombed a station somewhere, he had to manage it there. Well, he arrived around midnight, so he looked, [that] there was a little boy, and by then I was speaking all German, like a real German. And now in the morning it was decided whether I would go to kindergarten or not, they decided right away that I would go to kindergarten, so they took me to the kindergarten, and now the German children were saying to me, 'Oh, Czech, Czech' and they wanted to beat me up, and I was kicking them, I didn't let any of them near me. I was a hero, because I beat them."

  • "Well, the Germans always came and said they would take us away too, and my mother would close the shutters and everything, like we weren't at home, that we were visiting our uncle in Jáma, so they left again, the kidnappers who were there, and then they didn't come for a long time, and my mother said: 'They'll leave these two for my pleasure, they won't take all my children...' So we left all the doors open for a while, and then they came in and broke in and grabbed me and my younger brother."

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I told that German girl that my mom was prettier and nicer

Miloslav Koller February 18, 2025
Miloslav Koller February 18, 2025
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Miloslav Koller was born on 2 September 1937 in Nebahovy, Prachatice region. His father František Koller, born in 1900, came from Frantoly, his mother Marie, née Mrázová, born in 1900, from Nebahovy. Her mother was Czech, her father came from a Czech-German family. The parents lived in a secluded place behind the village, and made their living as farmers. They had five children - František, Bohumil, Marie, Miloslav and Benedikt. They were brought up in love for their homeland, they spoke Czech and in the 1930 census they declared their Czech nationality. The outbreak of the Second World War meant the end of a peaceful life for the family. Albrecht, a Nazi henchman and head of the local NSDAP, denounced his father for not behaving like a proper German out of revenge, and František Koller was forced to enlist in the Wehrmacht at the age of forty-one. All the children were then forcibly taken from their mother during the months at the turn of 1941/42. The witness was sent to Germany for re-education. When he was taken away, he did not speak a word of German. When he returned to his parents in 1947, he did not know a word of Czech. The family martyrdom continued. His parents lost their farm. The distressed mother soon died. Dad then had to pay the local committee the rent for the years they had farmed the confiscated house. Miloslav Koller farmed privately in the house next door, which he had received as a gift from his father. He had six cows, a small garden and fields. He refused to join a single agricultural cooperative (JZD). The communists managed to break him only in 1961. He was called up for a special summer exercise of the reserves. The harvest remained unharvested and the cattle were dismantled by the people of the village. After returning from the exercise, he was sentenced to serve time for failing to meet his mandatory deliveries. Instead of going into custody, he became an employee of the State Farm in Nebahovy, where he worked until his retirement. In 2025 he was living in Prachatice.