Reason why I hate the state #2240

At six o'clock in the morning, a truck backed into our yard. A clerk and two secret police officers with machine guns stepped out. They told us to take what would fit on the truck bed and take us 300 kilometers away to a derelict building in near Sumperk. Me, my sister, who was a year older, my mother and grandmother rode on the back of the truck. We were forbidden to enter the village, where we had farmed for more than a hundred years and had the largest farm. Dad was already in custody at that time. This happened on October 24, 1952.

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