Alena Lorencová

"It was a factory in Babí near Náchod. We assembled engines for airplanes, and it was horrible there. The Germans watched us wherever we went. There was a girl who said something to them and she was deported to Terezín for that. And I... we played such a joke, we were young and jolly… There was a paint-spraying workshop next to us, and the tools they used looked like revolvers. I took one of them, just for fun, and brought it home. There were two of us staying together, and I came there and showed it to her: ´Look, I got a weapon.´ But when we came back to work on Monday, I was called to the office. Somebody had turned me in. Somebody had just informed them that I had taken it. I said: ´But it was just for fun, it was a joke.´ - ´A joke you're saying?! This is sabotage.´ Christ, I was nearly sent where my friend had gone."

"It was a terrible week. It kept raining and raining and we were thinking of them, wondering how the children were doing there. Well, what happened was they were camping between those two ponds there – and they released water from pond in Možděnice. The camp was flooded, and my dear little brother arrived home just with his rucksack – and nothing in it. The water took everything. They have saved the tents, but all their small belongings were gone."

"To be grateful that they can do it, that they are allowed to. And to try to protect the nature, and to watch out for things around them – to take notice of the vandals who cause damage to the nature, who destroy benches and everything. If the police is not paying attention to it, then they should do it in their free time, when they walk around and look around themselves, and not let the others destroy it, whether in the cities or in nature."

"At that time I was already participating on the camp. It was a girls' camp, but it was not set up in the same place, because the stream was nearby and they were scared after the flood. Our camp was thus located right by the pond, behind the mill. It was nice, because the miller would come to visit us in the evenings. We would sit by the campfire, sing, and the miller, who was a great story-teller, would come to us, and we always looked forward to seeing him. Otherwise it was a regular camp. We practiced knot-tying and first aid to pass the time. We also held regular duties. There were not many of us, just a small group, perhaps six or eight tents. We were going for walks in the forest, marking the trails and following the markings."