Šarlota Olšáková

“At that time, after the war, those who claimed to be Hungarians had moved to Hungary. My uncle had a beautiful family house, he built it himself. He was also such a master. And he had children, and they removed them to Békescsaba. They didn't give them anything for it. And in Békescsaba they lived in a cottage where the earth was. They no longer had a house in their lives. Aunt too. I don't even know where. The father's sister, she had a son, was a widow, and they were evicted. My father, I don't know which way, because he was probably a good master and they needed a master, so we stayed in Komárno. After 1945, when it was already the Czech-Slovak Republic, who claimed to be Hungarian, they were evicted. People from Békescsaba came to the beautiful family house that my uncle had and got the house for free.”

“I'm like a little one, such a third - fourth of a folk school, we didn't have a school, we went to different buildings. It was a bombing, they preached that when I heard that planes were already flying, it was necessary to lie on the ground against the wall and not move. I was like eight - nine years old. We lived in a small alley in a small family house, I saw bombs fall into my street. When it was after the bombing, I went to look and the three houses opposite were bombed. A rich owner who had a mill, a shop, a beautiful house and instead just a pit. I saw that. And he lay on the ground, that is, asphalt roads, but also dusty. I got there first and he went crazy, the foam came out of his mouth. That was terrible. And the wall from the living room fell out of our house. Then we didn't have long. There was such misery. And because my father was at war, they communicated with my mother in such a way that my father wrote "give to vaccinate a dog", which meant that my mother with children had to leave Komárno, because the Russians are coming and they are so dangerous. So they agreed. Many people also took to Austria so that we would not be in Komárno.”