Christa Maischak
Christa Maischak

Interview recorded:

Walsrode, Germany


Christa grew up in 1930's in a small village near Breslau, today Wrocław. She and her family was forced to leave their home twice, first time because of danger of the war, second time because Breslau is given to Poland after the war. In this Interview she think's about her short childhood and her new life in North Germany.

Please introduce yourself and tell us how your hometown was like.

Christa Maischak, born in 5th january 34 in Breslau, Niederschlesien is that. By Breslau, it named Reichswald. It was a village. And we had to, I don’t know how many kilometers, but six or seven kilometers we have to go to shool by foot. My home was beautiful when I was a child. Yeah and then there was war. An they were bomed Breslau, we always said: look, there are christmas trees. Yeah and then they said we have to flee. You packed everything and yeah, everything was packed in the cart and then it starts. Old and young pepole were on the cart and the others have to walk on their own. And it was winter when we start moving. I just know that we walked to Sudentengau, which is today Czech Republik.

What did you found, when you came back home?

And yes, we where back home in Schlesien, in Reichwald. And when we reached our house, other peple were there, and everything was messy, they puted up the beds, everything was sticky and destroyed and feathers everywhere, ohh…how that looks. But under the cupboard, my mother had hide some leather boots from my farther. They were still there. And then we cleaned everything and there were one guy, we called him german- russians, or something like that, he can speak polish and russian. He helped a lot. But then the Polish kicked us out.

Where do you and your family go to?

We came to Benefeld. There was a camp. All people in, i don’t know for how long we lived here and then the people were seperated. There was a truck, so the poeple were seperated. And we have to go to Stellichte. And came to an estate. We called it the castle. We lived there, i don’t know with how many people, a doctor, the dentist and ourselves and the Steiner Family. And for all one toilette, you can imagine how it was. To us they said, this is the last train to Westenholz. So we take it. That‘s how it was. Not so easy.