Meine Oma, der Flüchtling"Der Mann,

Meine Oma, der Flüchtling"Der Mann, der uns bei der Flucht half, war ein amerikanischer Offizier. Meiner Mutter habe ich nie erzählt, dass er mich kurz vor der Flucht vergewaltigt hat."


Ingeborg Heidler, 87, floh aus dem Egerland, heute in Tschechien, nach Stuttgart:

„Ich war in meiner Familie die erste, die geflohen ist. Wir lebten damals im Egerland, in der ehemaligen Tschechei. Ich war 17 Jahre alt. Es ging uns gut, wir besaßen eine Porzellanfabrik bei Karlsbad. 1945 sollte ich zur Zwangsarbeit nach Russland eingezogen werden. Ich war verrückt vor Angst, weil ich dachte, dass ich von dort vielleicht nie wieder zurückkommen würde. Der Mann, der uns bei der Flucht half, war ein amerikanischer Offizier. Meiner Mutter habe ich nie erzählt, dass er mich kurz vor der Flucht vergewaltigt hat. Er konnte uns retten, also schwieg ich. Wir flohen sieben Tage und sieben Nächte lang, versteckten uns in Vieh- und Tankzügen, immer in der Angst, entdeckt zu werden.

Als wir uns endlich trauten, aus den Tanks zu schauen, sahen wir lauter Köpfe vor uns – wir waren erleichtert, nicht die Einzigen zu sein. Die ganze Zeit klammerte ich mich an meinen winzigen Koffer, darin nur eine Zahnbürste und Unterwäsche; meine Mutter hatte einen Pelzmantel dabei.

ผลลัพธ์ (อังกฤษ) 1:

My Grandma, the refugees "the man who helped us escape, was an American officer. My mother I never told, he raped me shortly before the escape."Ingeborg Heidler, 87, escaped from the Cheb region, today in the Czech Republic, to Stuttgart:"I was the first who fled in my family. At that time, we lived in the Egerland, the former Czech Republic. I was 17 years old. We were good, we had a porcelain factory in Karlovy Vary. 1945 I should be conscripted into forced labour after Russia. I was crazy with fear, because I thought that I never would come back from there. The man who helped us escape, was an American officer. My mother I never told, he raped me shortly before the escape. He was able to save us, so I said nothing. We fled seven days and seven nights, hiding in cattle and tank trains, always in the fear of being discovered. When we us finally dared to look, from the tanks we saw louder heads in front of us - we were relieved to be not the only ones. All the time I clung just a toothbrush and underwear myself on my tiny suitcase, it; my mother had a fur coat.

ผลลัพธ์ (อังกฤษ) 2:

My grandmother, the refugee "The man who helped us with the run, was an American officer. My mother I never told that he raped me briefly before fleeing." Ingeborg Heidler, 87, fled the Egerland, today in the Czech Republic to Stuttgart: "I was in my family the first to have fled. We lived in the Egerland, in the former Czechoslovakia. I was 17 years old. It was well with us, we had a porcelain factory in Karlovy Vary. 1945 I should be drafted into forced labor to Russia. I was crazy with fear, because I thought I might never come back from there. The man who helped us with the run, was an American officer. My mother I never told that he raped me briefly before fleeing. He could save us, so I said nothing. . We fled seven days and seven nights, hid in livestock and tankers, always in fear of being discovered as we finally dared to look out of the tanks, we saw nothing but heads in front of us - we were relieved not to be the only ones. The whole time I clung to my tiny suitcase in only a toothbrush and underwear; my mother had a fur coat this.

ผลลัพธ์ (อังกฤษ) 3:

"my grandmother, the fugitive" the man, who helped with the flight, was an american officer. my mother never told me that he just before the run were raped. "


ingeborg heidler, 87, escaped from the egerland, today in the czech republic, stuttgart:

" i was in my family the first, escaped. we lived at that time in the egerland, in the former czechoslovakia.i was 17 years old. it was good for us, we had a porzellanfabrik in karlovy vary. in 1945, i should be forced to russia to be recovered. i was mad with fear, because i thought that i may never come back. the man who helped us with the flight, was an american officer. my mother never told melet me just before the run were raped. he could save us, so i kept quiet. we ran for seven days and seven nights, hid in the cattle and tankzügen, always in fear of being discovered.

when we finally did, from tanks to look, we saw lots of heads in front of us, we were relieved not to be the only ones.the whole time i was holding me in my tiny suitcase is only a toothbrush and underwear; my mother had a fur coat.