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Part 17: My Playground

zeige eine Skizze eines elfjährigen Jungen mit Spielkameraden in den vierziger Jahren, spielend in einem großen Sandkasten in einem Park, im Sommer, in einer Stadt in Deutschland, Anfang der vierziger Jahre des zwanzigsten Jahrhunderts

Of all this I neither suspected nor knew. I was only a boy of about eleven years old when I sat on the board of the big sandbox on a genuinely nice May day and watched the children baking patties and building castles.

Part 16: My Hometown Is Being Destroyed

zeige Zerstörungen in einer Stadt in Europa

Although our town was located between two large chemical plants, it had not yet been bombed. On an early-winter December day, there was an all-night air raid alert.

Part 15: Bread And Butter

3 bread roll, focus in foreground with other items on background, Anfang der vierziger Jahre

Despite all the shortages, father always took one or two extra slices with him when he went to the factory for his shift. When my mother asked him why he needed so much bread, he did not answer at first.

Part 14: A Cozy Luxury Apartment

eine kleine Wohnsiedlung mit Mehrfamilienhäusern am Rande einer deutschen Stadt, Anfang der vierziger Jahre

Of course, the relatives were curious about the new apartment. Aunt Emmie came, looked at everything and said to my mother with admiration in her voice: ‘Lotte, you live like a princess.’

Part 13: Musical Instruments No One Played Anymore

sketch in black and white, late 1930s, In an old room, under an old wooden bench, stands an little accordion dusty

The stepsiblings did not stay twelve for too long. The girls left home at 14 and worked as house cleaners for rich people in the city.

Part 12: A New Chapter In Life

Sketch in black and white, late 1930s, a teacher standing at the blackboard a school class in a classroom, pupils writing individual letters on a small slate, a teacher standing at the blackboard in front of the pupils

Long before the big move, a new phase of my life had also begun. I started school. In my school bag was a slate board, an arithmetic book, and a reading primer. A damp sponge and a cloth to dry the board dangled from two strings in the satchel.

Part 11: A Life For The Factory

Sketch in black and white, late thirties of the twentieth century, showing a large chemical plant in the style of the IG Farben factories, with workers

Our father had taken a courageous step and broken the eternal cycle of ‘once a miner, always a miner.’ He was now working in a distant plant as a chemical worker.

Part 10: I Want To Become A Train Driver

Sketch in black and white, late thirties of the twentieth century, railroad steam locomotive with wagon wheels - 1930s, in a station

Everything that was harvested, grandma had to boil down: Beans, strawberries, salsify, currants, gooseberries, everything. Potatoes, carrots, and cabbage were stored in the cellar.

Part 9: Cinema In The Village

Sketch in black and white, late thirties of the twentieth century, European children sitting in a small cinema hall in a village

There were three bars in the village. In one of them, the dance hall had been converted into a cinema. The first silent films were shown here, and a little later the first UFA sound films, of course everything was still black and white.

Part 8: A Little Shopping Trip

Sketch in black and white, late thirties of the twentieth century, of a European couple with a little boy and a baby in a baby carriage

Friday was a special day. If my father had an early shift, he was already home in the afternoon with the week’s wages. My mother put on a pretty dress, Hannchen and the baby carriage were cleaned up, and I had to put on shoes and a clean shirt.

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