A word to the young.

Mrs. Maria aked by us about some word to the joung says:

“I’ve got some thoughts. I think that it is our obligatory, people who survived The Second World War, to tell youngs about it. But the youngs cannot live just thinking about the past. They have to built new Poland! Fresh, which be fair for everyone. I know that sometimes young people don’t want to listen about the past, I know they have to live their own life but there have to be a groundwork.

Can young people live? Won’t they lost in this rush for money? We started with nothing. Even a piece of soap could make us happy. But now? Now everyone wants to have a beautiful, well furnished flat...”

He didn’t even know him!

Janeczka was very gifted. In Plock she went to third class... Earlier Mrs. Maria and her mother taught her how to write, read and count.

Mrs. Róża’s brother-Janka’s uncle, Zwanzigar, started to look for his family in poland by International Red Cross. He wrote a letter to Zurich. In the same time Mrs. Maria’s father wrote a letter on the adress given by Mrs. Róża (before she died). The Zwanzigar family didn’t live at the given adress but the letter went to Zurich. Families managed to have a contact. “They helped us to bring up Janka. They were sending us a lot of packages with food. Unfortunately the packages were emptied and filled by stones.”- says Mrs. Maria sadly.

Mrs. Maria went to secondary school named Staniław Małachowski in Plock. During the war Germans had there a stable. “Everybody was cleanig this building. There I got the secondary school certificate.”

In 1955 the family went back to Milanówek.

“In 1963 I got a flat in Warsaw. I really wanted to study medicine, but they didn’t take me up because of my brother who was abroad. Then I worked in Polimex, but they fired me when they heard about my brother.” It was a strange, terrible time. Everyone who had a contact with someone who was abroad had a big problem.

“Then I got married and had the children. I wored in project office.”- says Mrs. Maria without any details. Her husband was a lawyer. He had studied low and journalism on Warsaw University. “When he applied to prosecutor's office, they rejected him because I had a brother abroad. He didn’t even know him! It was absurd!”

They were keeping us there for twenty-four hours

“We felt very good in Płock. My father found a job at German Neuman” says Mrs. Maria

Mrs. Maria and her mother had to go to Gestapo to register because they had come from Warsaw. “It was terrible! They were keeping us there for twenty-four hours. Mum said that she can’t work because she is ill and I wasn’t 16 so that I didn’t have to work.” reminds Mrs. Maria.

“9^th January when was my 16 birthday an order to work came immediately. A work in shipyard. But me? So little girl? It wasn’t work for me!” -laughs Mrs. Maria. “A German women who was responsible for employment liked bribes very much. My uncle said to our housekeeper to wash curtain and send to the German. The order to work disappeared.”

Płock before Second World War was full of Jewes. From 10 000 people survived only several. “The German who employed my father was responsible for pacification of Płock’s ghetto. He was so greedy for riches. He took all things which had any value.” Says Mrs Maria with disgust.

In March ’45 when Russian came Neuman was escaping as the last. “We saw Russians at horizon when Neuman wasn’t away yet. He would have probably escaped but for peasant who killed him. Before going out Neuman gave my father keys to his flat. Neuman said that he would come back.”- says Mrs. Maria.

Mrs. Maria’s father didn’t want to move in to the flat before getting allocation. The flat was on a ground floor and was many times defrauded. Inside was only ferniture.

After War Mrs. Maria’s father get a job in department. “My father was activating

old factories. We survived this worst period ”

When we got there it turned out that there are 11 people!

“I didn’t knew if mum and Jerzy had survived the uprising. From time to time we were hearing some news about terrible things in Kolonia Staszica. I asked one runaway what’s going on there. She said only: There was a fight!” In this time Mrs. Maria’s mother and a group of survivours went across The Pole Mokotowskie and staied near Politechnika Warszawska. There were located in a building of architecture Lwowska street where battalion “Radosław” took in battalion “Odwet”.

“Mum send a link on Twarda who saw my inscription. That’s how my mum could find us.”

Mrs. Maria escaped with her parents, Jerzy and Janka crawling in subway under Jerozolimskie avenue. They got to a flat on father’s friend-Aleksander Janowski. “We didn’t stay there for a long time because this house was also bombed. My mum found one room in a flat in Lwowska street and we were living there to the end of the uprising.” – says Mrs. Maria.

“After the collapse of Warsaw Uprising we set out on a wandering. We had to sidle and thanks to smugglers we got to Reich. Father had a permission for job so we were safe in some way.”

Jetkiewicz family got by to reach Płock. They staied at mother’s brother who had been living there for a long time. He and his family was uprooted and they were living in wooden superstructure on the top of a hen house (two rooms and a kitchen). “ When we got there it turned out that there are 11 poeple!” – laughs Mrs. Maria. Mrs. Maria’s mother forestalled her brother that Janka is Jewesse and asked unless he is afraid. “My uncle was very honourable and said that if his sister could save Jewess child he have to take part in this.” – says Mrs. Maria.

Since this time I turned grey

The Warsaw Uprising. A sprut against invader became a fact. I think that we shouldn’t discuss about rightness of this event. Let’s go back to the Righteous’a story form this time.

Mrs. Maria’s mother and brothet went to the “Odwet” battalion. All this contingent was located in Kolonia Staszica, in privets detached houses. The mother was a commander of sanitary contingent contain of 60 people. Jerzy (brother) was fighting directly.

“1^st August I escorted my mother to the Kolonia and went back hole quickly to stay there with my father (he has an asthma) and Janka” – says Righteous with excitement. “During the uprising I was responsible for Janka who was hanging tightly to my skirt when she was hearing bombs. I was trying not to show her my fear to encourage her.”

18^th August the house in Twarda street was bombed. “When I woke up I realised that I was trapped in the other side ofcorridor than father and Janka. Since this time I turned grey. It is my reminder from the uprising... My father knew where I was and soon I was free.” Mrs Maria interrupts her story suddenly. “After going out of the debris I went upstairs to our flat. I was looking for something which could be useful. The view was awful. Overturned wardrobes and ruined walls... I took a cross which my grandfather had had in 1863 during the January Uprising, letters from Siberia and some trinkets. We went on Sienkiewicza street. I left an inscription on a wall for my mum. In Sienkiewicza street we were at people who we didn’t even knew well. We were sleeping in a cellar.”