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389 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 1, 2011
[when working as POWs ...] black soil just stuck to our hands, and they would start to ache terribly, to the point we finally protested. We complained and said we couldn’t continue this work, because our hands were aching from the cold. The Russians told us the next day we would work pulling up carrots in another field. That suited us since you only have to pull the carrots out of the ground, and you don’t get that cold soil all over your hands. But what surprised us was that the next day, in the field where we had worked digging up potatoes, now there were Russian women doing what we had been doing, and this in a sense really shocked us.er... seriously?
M. worked [as a POW ...], cutting down trees [...] "We worked in the forest every day," he said. "[...] and drove back to a sawmill sitting on top of the wood. The driver of the truck was a [Russian] woman who treated us with great disdain. I never could understand why.