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First, I was in Krakow after I have come uh, a few days after the
war. Just, uh, very miserable life because eh, there was actually
no food. We had to go...in order to buy a loaf of bread I had to
stand up, get up at 4 o'clock in the morning to go to the bakery,
and stand in line for several hours before I got a loaf of bread.
Absolutely nothing to buy, immediately. And, of course, uh, you
have to have a spectacle of seeing all those uh soldiers running
around, you know, the streets. I uh, I faced the first encounter
with the soldiers, you know, when I was stopped on the street,
and I had the impression that he wants to ask me a question, and
instead he kicked me, you know, without reason, you know, and
this is where I realize that Poland is in war, that we have been
occupied, that things are not normal anymore. You know, something
now, it struck me as something so unjust that he struck me, you
know. I didn't do anything to him, and I...I remember it almost
as vividly today as it was then.
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