Diskussion:Manfred Dott (Langfassung)

Guten Tag, Herr Gerhard Kemme,Kursiver Text habe fest gestellt, dass die Diskussionsseite sehr durcheinander gebracht wurde. Es ist müßig nach dem Grund zu suchen. Vielleicht war ich das auch selbst. Es ist mir aber wichtig, dass vor allem die überwiegend englich sprechenden Leser in Israel und in den Staaten eine für sie einfache Leseversion bekommen. Des halb stelle ich die engliche Version, in einer halben Stunde nochmals ein. Sehr wünsche ich, dass das was hier war nicht auch mit meinem Originaltext geschieht. Die Übersetzung ist mir nicht besser möglich. Sie können das vielleicht passender machen. Wenn ja, dann nehmen Sie meine Version weg und stellen eine bessere hier ein. Danke

Die englischsprachige Version deiner Autobiografie sollte in einen Extra-Artikel - mit gegenseitiger Verlinkung - gepackt werden - dies wäre zumindest im Moment mein Vorschlag - die detaillierte Ausarbeitung wird allerdings einige Tage dauern.--Gerhard kemme 20:26, 22. Nov. 2010 (CET) Danke, OK. Manfred Dott.

Sehr geehrter Herr Kemme, in der englih Version stimmt noch so weit alles, aber in der Hauptversion ist der Pkt.11 das Angebot im Register erneut verschwunden. Auch ein fehleder Absatz in 16 alt "Das Neue Forum" hefte ich wieder an. Bis dann M.D.

Weltecho

Sehr geehrter Herr Gerhard Kemme, Ich freue mich darüber, dass nun meine Biografie auch in den Online-Ausgaben der USA Zeitungen aufgenommen ist. Das Sie die Einstellung des enlisch sprachigen Textes in der Diskussion zugelassen haben, ist Ihr Verdienst daran. In Israel haben außer allen hebräisch sprachigen Zeitungen, wie Haarez, Mabat und Israel News usw. jetzt auch die Israelisch russische Ausgabe "Nowosti Nedeli" u. "Nascha Strana", sowie die Israelisch Arabisch sprachige "Al Anba und AL Quda" Den Lebenslauf aufgenommen. Auch die "Shanghai News" u. andere in China haben das jetzt drin. Aber über eines wundere ich mich: Mein "Brief an einen Toten", im Gästebuch des Herrn Newinger aus Koblenz, den ich ihm kürzlich im "Portal Mahnmal" geschrieben hatte, dass der für viele Presseorgane immer wichtiger wird und mit unter meinem Namen zu finden ist, hatte ich beim Schreiben nicht bedacht. Ich wollte ihm die Worte ins Jenseits nachsenden, obwohl Herr Newinger nie an ein Jenseits geglaubt hat.

Sollten Sie, Herr Kemme, Sich aus der "Diskussion" und Bearbeitung zurück ziehen, so sei Ihnen nochmals für Ihre Hilfe gedankt, trotz des ruppigen Beginns. Auch "Mutter Erde" hat sich ja mit "Georg Busch" Senior, der auch eine Rolle in meiner Biografie spielt, mal eingeschaltet.Das war ebenfalls gut. Bis dann. Ich würde mich freuen, wenn wir Freunde bleiben. Manfred Dott, Thale

Bin weiter mit dabei - keine Frage. Allerdings sind meine zeitliche Ressourcen ziemlich knapp - und so bitte ich immer um etwas Geduld, bis ich mich wieder melde. --Gerhard kemme 23:03, 3. Dez. 2010 CET.Hab heute den Abschnitt:"Nach dem Tag der Einheit",

um die Geschichte mit Prinz Eduard von Anhalt erweitert. Übersetzung zweiter Teil " Nachwendezeit, schweres Erbe" bis zum Pfarrer Gauck erledigt. Fortsetzung etwas später.

Manfred Dott, a turning witness tells his life.

Via DDR I`m off to continue

1. Childhood experiences

2. Rebel

3. The reflection begins

3a Martin Korff an uplasant time Comrade

4. Wild East studies

5. The belief changes

6. Imprisonment in the reception center

7. Personal happiness

8. Struggle to leave

9. The interrogation

10. The stop

11. The offer

12. Fellor Student was Stasi apy

13. DDR-based church break

14. Governance draws last register

15. The Monday demonstrations

16. The New Forum

17. Ingratiation

18. Storming of the Stasi secret service headquarters in Berlin

19. The 10th People's Parliament

20. After the Day of Unity

21. It is reached

22. New experience management

23. The beautiful girl and te Minister

MANFRED DOTT Alte Straße 5 06502 Thale OT Altenbrak born in 1940 in Koblenz Via DDR Am then it going

Via DDR I`m off to continue

1.Childhood experiences

Koblenz: 1942 and 1943 - the father on the Eastern Front. Bombs struck a near our house. A huge bang and the church between our house and the Rohrerhof School in Koblenz-Metternich was a shambles. We had to leave so, from this danger zone. We have a farm in Kleinurleben, a small village in Thuringia near Bad Tennstedt assigned to the how the war planners thought the bombers would not care as long as the cities are in part.

With the mother and family 1943, we were therefore evacuated from Koblenz eastward into Thuringia. Than three years I can remember in fragments of a conversation my mother with a man in Nazi uniform. This man said to the mother, do you really struggle with their three children in the evacuation. We could relieve you of the little ones there. Your girls can indeed tackle already. The evacuation will be not so difficult. My mother said no, the only heir to the family Dott, the small Manfred I take with me. Here I was probably the first time in the life of happiness and I could barely function. Providence was not finished with me. After an adventurous journey, we arrived at our assigned Evakuierungsort.

So then we lived in the family farm Steukart, just off the village main street on the first floor in one room. The mother, two older sisters, blonde, and put his heart and soul in the BDM, the girls' organization in the Hitler government, whose main task should be to the reproduction of the Aryan race in Germany safely. Since my sisters still very young and had no vision and they go for anything else, I can blame them not.

One day in summer, I heard men shouting and loud groaning and the tramp of many people. Quickly, I was at the window looking out onto the main road, before my mother mitbekam that. Naively, I asked Mother, "what is it?". Instead of me explaining that I was beaten with the words, "stay away from the window in the future." Only later, back to Koblenz and back to 1945, told me one of my sisters, that what I saw, probably a death march of Jews, was in the nearby concentration camp Buchenwald. In any case, these experiences through my early childhood was marked. This was despite the risks a little adventure. Good thing I was able to capture not as deeply and comprehensively the whole.

With 5 years ago I was sent to school because there was nothing to eat at home, through the school feeding at least we got sick of home. This would result in learning, I am beginning to have more difficulties than other students, no one came up with this idea. I was smaller than many students of my class and also got beaten from time to time in the corner, who could not see the teachers of the break-time supervision.

Therefore condemned as a late starter, I also provided a context for learning for life following her later. At home, I hung around, made some nonsense and annoyed my sisters learned the hard for the middle school, that mother could not pay the school fees and sisters struggling with a very good grade point average for the review had freedom.

A great alternative, the St. George Scouts, where I spent ten years as a member. From Wölfling to a knight. We marched in step Scouts (which is alternately walking and running) in step and in step walking. We sang songs to the beat. Including: Glotz, Glotz Glotz leg how long is the road, right next ne ne poplar poplar in the mid-`a horse apple. We realized it did not think we were stretching many miles. We learned to play guitar and sang country songs and walking up and down. In the grounds we play in the forest were often exposed to in the night and left there until the next morning. We learned so that you in the woods when one is hiding and are silent, is safer than in the sea of a city. I am also once ended up in the dark in an ant hill, I remember to this day. Very often we have these so-called scouts scouting games in Brexbachtal and between the Castle and the Castle Elz Trutzelz performed. This basically vormilitäriche drill, was the founder of the Boy Scouts, Baden Powell, the British probably intends Sun This explains the history of these Lords to which I do not want to go into detail here. But that was so packed that it made a lot of fun. The older I got, the confirma amplifiers, the wish to correct Adventure . there My father, Franz Dott had another 9 siblings, two of his Sisters married after World War II U.S. soldiers subjected to the United States had both there and also large families with many children. Two of my cousins fought in the Second World War on the side with the U.S. against Germany the liberation of Germany from Hitler's fascism. These cousins of the U.S. Occupation troops visited us often and always brought something beautiful. You gave so freely as I myself, at that time, once more wanted. Still so small that I do not have the steering wheel of the giant Buik, of my Cousins, see James Leroy, could I let myself be too happy to oblige him, these big U.S. car once to drive yourself. If I stretched, did I just to the accelerator pedal. James was pleased and thieves, the car if I do not was correct in the street. Because of my uniformed U.S. soldiers Jak by my side, I could not do anything. I learned here that even Unauthorized can do with impunity, if one is powerful enough. Jak took a girl from Lahnstein on the Rhine, as his wife to the United States. We are So still, now in its second generation, family ties with U.S. Citizens joined my adventure was not inhibited by special encouraged.

The older I became, the stronger was the desire to pass real adventures. I headed straight to the almost to disaster.

My apprenticeship in Koblenz at Clemens Road 16 and my parents' retraining in Construction Management, are characterized by the practice to achieve my professional goals with minimum effort. Never spend all and always keep a reserve, were my principles. This gave me enough room for my dreams of a big wide world. My boyfriend wanted me to emigrate to Canada. We had our papers ready and wanted to go. He went and I stayed. Although I did not wanting in courage, something held me firmly here in Koblenz.

In addition to these impressions, and this life experience I had at that time a strong sense of justice.

2. Rebel

1945/1946 we lived in a house again, we had to leave before the evacuation, in Koblenz Metternich Rohrerhof. Meanwhile, my father came back from captivity. He was also influenced by his experiences and transported some to the family. As the only boy I listened to him like when he sang Russian songs and to play harmonica. Finally, he had experienced something and survived. I peppered him with questions, what do the Russians in their country for so different from us. My father, from today's perspective, rather apolitical, it did not explain really what my curiosity even more accelerated. Until he said: "If you want to know, then go to a Mr. Ewing in Wahlsweg. He's Communist who can tell you the best and now let me alone. "So I went to the Lord in Wahlsweg in Koblenz Metternich, diagonally opposite the apple cider Edel. On the way there, I went so some of the head. Is this right what I have here. In the newspapers, on television and radio, we are still a popular person in the kitchen, with a swastika on it, was constantly flailed on the Soviet Union and the Eastern Zone around. It was all bad, what came from there. Is not it enough if my world view based on this information, that's enough other people so why should I, of penetrating deeper into the matter? If for me to become something, then I have to do with the end of this curiosity. I was so addressed in my mind that I was shocked when my aunt from the road Rübenach me. You stumble over your own feet, even if you like Hans Look into the air passes through the area. I was excited. It crept up in me a little weird. I felt instinctively that my life could take a radical change, if I continued. For a moment I stood still. Should I not cancel my plan and turn it. But then I'd never find what I want so much to know. And by the way at the St. George Scouts I learned to research and explore what there was referring mainly to the plants and animals. But now it was political. This was new. What can happen to me even when I go to the Communists Ewing and ask him about communism. Nothing really. So I went ahead and had decided for me this lack of knowledge about Mr. Ewing concluded. There were about 50 meters to the house of the Communists. Many cars were parked outside the house. This could have several reasons, all of which were with the Lord Newing House? Oh well. A jerk and I rang the bell. Mr Newing came to the door and asked suspiciously what I wanted to do. I asked him straight out, I should also pack differently, whether he plays me could provide information about Communism, Russia and the Eastern Zone. He looked at me angry and said that is not east zone, but East Germany. Then he asked me why I get this question because of all to him. I honestly told him that my father had told me that Mr. Ewing knew more than he did about Russia, Communism, and the Ostz "Sorry, the GDR," I said, I must remember me. This does not happen again. Since he knew my father, his distrust vanished something, and he sent me away with the remark that I should come to him the next day, then he could take time to answer my questions. The KPD was banned some time and only illegal could meet the comrades. Cigarette smoke poured out of a room and men there, I only hear but were not able to see. Now I could explain to me why so many cars were parked outside the house. had grown later than a certain confidence to Mr. Ewing, I learned that I was into it burst into illegal Communist Party meeting. Later I learned then that has not yet decided on this evening there, take me on no account should the KPD. to all comrades to me to be extra careful. My parents house was too bourgeois. The mere question of the primitive communism of the East Zone and was an insult for the comrades. At this time I knew no better. My father had just passed by the Chamber of its builders had become self-examination and with a construction company. Father Maurer two teams together. He had masons and laborers, known as henchmen, and was set to pure communist doctrine exploiters. The adventure had me packed and it was now time to do "in" something forbidden. The next day I went back to the way the Lord Ewing. It was easier than the day before. Thoughts about to turn around came, not me. The times were no cars in front of the door. Now I stood with Mr. Ewing on the mat and rang. He took me into the house. Very friendly he was, his wife brought the coffee and then he told me what he meant by communism. Mr. Ewing was able to explain clever, why the West German mass media acted as anti-communist. He said "the fear that too many people are set against the Federal Republic, when they learn the facts about the solidarity and unity of the classes in the East What he said sounded so beautiful as this and so just, that one might believe that people are such a life in the situation. He dismissed me and gave me the book "Das Kapital", "The Communist Manifesto and some print works of Lenin. Something better but it can not give, as to live together in peace and solidarity with others and share everything. The trap had been sprung so. I read diligently the works and bought yet given themselves to that. I am interested now is dialectical materialism. I was busy with and got the recommendation from the CP group, even in the industry see as workers, as the reality. Who exactly is behind the recommendation to me at the time was not clear. In comparison with the contents of the literature of Marx and Engels, and to what Mr. Ewing interpreted this was hell. At this time I thought that was in Russia and East Germany all put into practice what to read and I got to hear.

I went to the union. At that time the IG Chemie paper ceramics. I was elected shop steward and bargaining committee for the Rheinland Pfalz. The trade union committees were staffed mainly by social democrats. Who always wanted to make compromises. But one must understand both sides of the negotiating parties. Since I, as a Communist but not entirely alone in the union was uncompromising and we urged the Social Democrats more consistent approach to employers, we had time and again success. Above all, our conclusion was well received by colleagues and our choice functions were safe as works councils and shop stewards. So a starting careers left. Meanwhile I was in the basic unit of Communist Party in Koblenz integrated so that I knew from the Communist Party members to Asterstein Moselweiß. Even small things I could do for the comrades or transport times from our city to another city or to another base unit. One tested my reliability. I could be because of my middle-class family no Communist Party member, did not bother me that I made up for in activity. Meanwhile, the ADF was founded, a communist party replacement to the communists of the Communist Party had to choose something. For this party parliamentary candidate for the area of Koblenz they had chosen me. But a chance to present posters and flyers.

3. The reflection begins

For the first time and very carefully, I realized that were pulled in behind the scenes from East Germany. As if we, the Communists in the Federal Republic, would be independent, so I made when I did not notice that. But I felt somehow observed. That was incompatible with my absolute freedom of thought. More about this Eastern zone, to experience the so-called East Germany, was my next destination. Not only hear from others about it, but even I wanted to see to this system, when is it better in the Federal Republic to have better arguments. Since my invitation was a study in the GDR just right. Here, too, I got some very strange. The invitation was forwarded to me by a CP comrades verbally. On demand for me if he could as easily invite to the GDR, he said to me that is already put through all that I should not ask so many questions. If you do not want to go, then you have to say that. Then I take that back. Then I realized that I had touched a neuralgic point, namely the Compounds of the GDR and their influence in the West German Communists, I took my question back. Finally, I burned out so that the GDR times even to take a look. He also said that it should go to Bad Sarov. Meanwhile I was married and had two children. The whole family to come with. The flight to Berlin Tempelhof was already booked there and back and money for our daily need, we also received in advance. What the GDR makes everything possible. That was very nice. I asked, but already Who would do anything for free. Do I need to do about something behind it? In any case, We drove a taxi from the airport to West Berlin Friedrichstrasse station. We went in there to the border crossing point. We all had no immigration documents. I said my name, Manfred Dott with family in Koblenz. After a moment a man came up to us, took us aside and welcomed us warmly. He knocked on the wall and it went on a door that one of West Berlin side could not recognize it as such. We went with the comrades into a dark corridor. This strange underground passage led out of control on the East German side. As we left the hall a sentry stood legs apart in front and saluted the man in civilian clothes of us had done. Welcome to the bottom of the East said this brought us into a black Volga. This vehicle took us to Scharmützelsee. The Volga-driver probably had the instruction not to talk to us. I wanted to be polite and spoke to him on the road a few times. He answered in monosyllables. I should remember well that he was not one of our contact people There, at Scharmützelsee, we came to a luxurious holiday home conditions for DDR, far away from Bad Sarov. Very nice beach vacation was, but from the real existing socialism, I had seen nothing. Or was the real existing socialism? Was it perhaps all the people as much as we here at the holiday hotel. The people who were in the home with us and with which we were sometimes brought together, were all stramme communists, determined by their bondage in the Third Reich had very good career opportunities were.

One thing I noticed right now that between the Communists in the FRG and the GDR were those worlds.

The Communists in West Germany had to rebel, stirring up trouble and to call on the unions and the left wing of the Social Democrats. The communists of the GDR had to work, to spy and to secure their systems. And we all should have the same goals? I was clear: The pure Marxist doctrine, it was only on paper but not in practice. Whether that was possible with humans?

For the first time I had to make compromises for me. I explained this to mean that by the constant barrage of Western media against the eastern zone, the Soviet Union and all that smelled only after communism and socialism are the eastern states to a special security force to defend their system and their so-called achievements. So I had my inner voice that urged caution, silenced, and I could go on as before. We were out of the DDR holiday as back down, as we had come. Using the Volga to the Friedrichstrasse station through the underground corridors to West Berlin and with pilots from Tempelhof to Frankfurt am Main. There we had displayed our car. Back in Koblenz I pulled myself back to the sub-hiking boots and had brought some industrial company into severe difficulties. But such criticism as before I was no more. Also by the criticisms of the GDR, I was the system of the Federal Republic is not sympathetic. I stretched my feelers out now beyond the borders of Koblenz and supported demos of extra-parliamentary opposition (APO) in other cities. I was also on local demonstrations of APO in Frankfurt am Main with it. Today many famous people from politics and society, I have met there, a similar development behind them. The system challenge, Provoke, adventure, young people with the same or similar goals to get to know. This was a time of absolute freedom. But inside, I asked myself often asked to do something for the youth in the GDR, like to live not like us. The young people there in the East, although not the same desires as us. What if there is a young man as restless as we are critical of the system is here. What about him. How, then, the GDR state responded. All took advantage of back and forth nothing. Even if I had gone inside of me in proper distance from the GDR state and its practical life. The fight against the West German system nothing has changed. All that remained of the East German leadership not hidden and I was by then in their eyes, you can say, pupil of the 5th Column. After considering my educational background I should do an internship in particular, industrial firms to take on success, a study in the GDR. A large company in Koblenz, located in the industrial area, which still sells the press there, had no Staff Council. This struck me as just right, I gathered a few comrades in arms around me and demanded the establishment of a works council, and summoned me to the Works Constitution Act of the Federal Republic. If I am elsewhere, Federal law only slightly interested, here they use once and then I called me on it. The works were given the colleagues and I flew out without notice, as did not help the process obtained from the Koblenz court work. This naturally pleased the DDR connection people and my pre-qualification was as good as gone. So I got an enrollment for the Karl Marx University in Leipzig, with branch office in Berlin.

Martin Korff an unpleasant time, Comrade

When the East German foreign service, such as in the years 1968 to 1971, still made every effort, my wild digressions in the Federal Republic of channeling in their favor, according to the motto: "everything that is directed against the Federal Republic is no good" and is supported. At that time there were also of the Communist Party and its legal arrangements with the Federal German branch of the SED, which were visited at intervals of fellow German communists from East Germany to their problems, to explore new contacts to stabilize and expand.

Also my family and I were apparently private, of those, comrades "from the GDR visited. Out of nowhere, they were suddenly there and away again. One such visitor was Comrade Martin Korff of Guben. Anyway, he introduced himself to us back then, as Comrade before. He turned over almost at ease He also took care much about my wife and my children. His behavior did not fit his outer appearance unpleasant. But one man is not supposed to judge by their appearance. He was probably under the pressure of a positive response by the Communists of West Germany to East Germany, that he could stay abroad of the party cadres. When my family and I came for a visit to East Germany and wanted to make a connection there with Martin Korff, we reached him in Wilhelm Pieck city. He then came to visit us at our resort in the GDR. What I then saw was one of my most unpleasant life events. In the GDR, and not in the Federal Republic, Martin Korff probably forget a moment that we will soon again return to Kobler. He acted according to his appearance there, unkind, harsh, haughty and offended. How could I, a meeting of a West German co-thinkers are desired without realizing that he was a party to order. In any case, he also played a role in that I secretly already asked the question, this is also the East "? Anyway, he has this encounter made sure that I wanted to do with him or with such GDR representatives in the future any more. I would imagine that Martin Korff DDR my life after I moved to East Germany has pursued since he has now reported 2011 to persons from the Koblenz earlier Kommunistenmillieu of 1968 to about 1973rd to network again. Martin Korff was surprisingly well informed about this, do what the former Communists today, what happened to them and who his communist daydreaming still clings. I had him now say that I am having the true DDR that I have in captivity, forced labor and Exit desire've met, would have nothing to do with him. He receives but a place in my biography. Short, it is worth to its role in the reversal time. DDR desperate attempt to bring the changes initiated under their control. Foundation of Independent Social Democrats in 1990 and another extremist. Since Korff now through this biography become a public figure of contemporary history, I would want under these conditions Stasi review his person, if they have not already done so already.

--Manfred Dott 20:41, 7. Jun. 2011 (CEST)

4. Wild East studies

My family rarely saw me and my freedom was boundless, the family of my first marriage, my wife and my children, Anja and Elke Heike remained in Koblenz and I went to study in the East to East Berlin. The family remained in Koblenz was supported by a relatively high monthly payments in DM from the GDR. A visit to Koblenz, I seldom came. There was us students and therefore to me there for nothing. In Berlin with my fellow students viewed high, we tasted this privilege also. Finally, we should feel as comfortable as possible. Anyone out there had found a girlfriend, which could leave as me once. From a walk on the Alexanderplatz S-Bahn back, so you had to look something else than just the classroom and the boarding school. It was still early in the day, about 20 ° ° Clock. Actually, I still wanted to prepare for an exam, which was scheduled the next day. My fellow student, a young man from Hamburg, was already in the room. He wanted, as he said on the day not merely to Berlin. Who received me at the door. "Scare not" he said. "Why" I asked. "Look, your bed," he said. My bed was in a corner directly below the window. I went a step forward and looked long black hair on my pillow. It was where they stripped a girl and pretty as a picture. I estimated she was probably between 25 and 35 years old. The mine has devious first language. I know still do not know if my fellow student they had before me. I did not ask. In any event, my fellow student said, "bitch is not around and jump on the bed," I did not. Before I said anything, I thought at first after sometime. Our boarding object was fenced and guarded. It was only through an entrance in and out. The outcome was only possible with our special pass. Although we knew the security guards had to constantly look at our ID cards. Especially in the object they came only when showing off his badge. That was me all through my head. At least, in the presence of the girl I wanted my students not ask about the circumstances. There was a saying that one had heard in other contexts before, especially if they had understood something no matter what or if it seemed incomprehensible, "The party will already have some thinking." throw the girl out just so I would not. But it may well be only with the blessing of the school administration or the state security came in the object. It is safe to report after at least verbally, as you visit has gone with me. Surely they should explore in addition to sexual satisfaction, any preferences. I was so scared that I think at that moment I had with her not able to sleep. But there was my fellow student in the room. The noticed my hesitation. Like an impotent half-man, I would not stay here too. What to do. The girl was still lying in my bed. Suddenly she said: "if you will finally come to bed" I noticed at the time of anything other than my fellow students to ask "are you going to get away for half an hour," Later, I would want to sleep alone in my bed. He grinned and left. I locked the door from inside and said softly to the very pretty child, come out of the bed and dress up. She said, "I might get in trouble if I did not sleep with you" I said to her, "but no one has the experience," or will we be heard? Not that I know, "she said," You do not need to know .. I said softly into her ear, "you're saying out loud, oh, does well, hold me tight" They said then. Afterwards you can not prove that nothing was. She got up out of bed and came out. As there were now placed my first fright and I saw them so before me, I was quite strange to mute. But then I thought of yet, the Stasi is to have my kind of sex do not know. Then I could not help but have a question for the girl. "Why did you do that, we know each other but not at all" Did you sit in your hand, you have a somewhere and come out the past if you do well here. Then she did not answer me. Surely she was afraid I could talk about it afterwards and then they would really anger. I could not get enough of the beautiful figure of the girl. She had to stay still something in me, that is not our deal was uncovered. After about 20 minutes, I dismissed them. Meanwhile she had slipped back into her skintight jeans and walked away. She went as they had come. She was gone. My classmate came after half an hour back in and asked with a grin, "threw fine," "yes yes" I said and did for the rest of the study period no such experience at boarding school again. Although we did not notice, you have to have our students well monitored closely. We should have everything, but we bind not fixed. It was only a temporary stay.

Even with all the feel-good strategy, I realized that there were two widely auseinanderklaffende social groups in the GDR. What if everything is correct, as we learned in our social science studies, have legitimate cause unrest. That is lawful for all societies. But not for socialism, for here indeed is the exploitation of man by man eliminated and there is no classes, our professor said. Sometimes I thought, what can tell because the do not believe it himself. One thing I learned from this study also that not everything can say what you think. At least for me was that the class difference in the GDR also has legitimate cause unrest.

These thoughts I keep to myself beautiful, but now I had often enough opportunity to know the average person from East Germany to learn. We made the evening Ostklubs uncertain, preferably, the house of the young talents and the October Club to the Kino International. With our many special ways we got into it.

At that time, my present wife in Berlin. She served her apprenticeship as a Nurse at the Charité. An activist convinced FDJ, which make it to the Head had taken the personal security group for the American Angela Davis at the tenth World Festival in Berlin. On this basis, we had know each other. We saw it more often and out of friendship, a deeper relationship. Although we tried to disguise it, got the security of the people with it. This was also in the university announced. When that was in the running of the university around, I had to study almost behind me. My girlfriend and I agreed that we stay together. Our professor, I say this, of course, not yet. After I got my diploma, I opened the Uni-line that I wanted to take my girlfriend to the West in order to marry. As my professor had to take before anything else happens along, not to rumble going on. With us Western students in East Berlin you had to work around a bit more cautious yes. Finally, we should immediately recruit in the Federal Republic for the achievements of the GDR.

First, I was in East Berlin, a party order that the separation had orders from my girlfriend to content. So far I had really bad excuses and all the unusual activities of the East German regime and its security interest. But where that interest was violated by our wish to marry? The GDR's practice of pure doctrine collapsed like a house of cards. More and more I realized what the GDR was, in fact, not a dictatorship of the proletariat, but the dictatorship of the Chunta Wandlitz.

5. The belief changes

The stronger the GDR authorities exerted pressure on both of us to solve our relationship, the more and the closer we moved together. Meanwhile, the GDR had set the monthly payments to my family in Koblenz. Even with this pressure should be trying to take me to influence to end the relationship in the GDR. This pressure fell flat because Elke Dott, my first wife, now also had a friend who took care of the family. The marriage was beyond saving, and I give them the greater sin. My friend introduced now for an exit visa on the grounds of wanting to marry me in the Federal Republic. Now they also made the experience with their so-called "homeland GDR." The first thing my wife has been excluded from the SED. This happened in her home town .. She had come to the SED district leadership, the Richard Wagner was in the street in the town of Halberstadt. There she was, by the district chairman Winkler, the main culprit because I did not work as intended in the West for the GDR. I could not be there waiting for her outside the house. My friend came out in tears. They had done their comrades ready. Around the same time I was on the instructions of the SED, in Rhineland Palatinate excluded from the DKP. That was actually a painless act that I was also opposed. My wife now made the experience that had to do before and after her many people who wanted to leave their DDR. Pressure on the job, pressure in the private sphere into the very family that were rehearsed in dealing with narios exit visa offices in the GDR. Defamation and humiliation to break their will.

Since I had it easier but in the Federal Republic, it is nobody cared about my affairs, so as in a free country just the way it is. Here I was not happy the first time the captors of the East German state should be available. After mutual consent was my first show and divorced in Koblenz This was mainly due to our long separation time. Now I began my power to support my friend in the GDR. Every weekend I went transit to West Berlin and then from there with day pass to enter East Berlin to see her. As I now estimate also remained the GDR state security is not hidden. First, that my former comrades in Koblenz further reported that I was there every weekend in East Berlin with my girlfriend and secondly, I'm at a transit journey, fell asleep on a DDR parking for several hours, leading to a rigorous examination on the West Berlin border. This meant that not go on. We played through a lot of plans for escape and again rejected it. We wanted to be sure that none of us because of flight from the republic, or to aid in GDR prisons locked away. It really was the great love of all the difficulties notwithstanding. The separation between my first marriage we had the kids divided each one has brought in its new environment. My former wife Heike and the little I slightly larger Anja, Anja My daughter had a tough time from there. Short time in the Catholic home in Koblenz Arenberg, then with relatives, and then me. From then on she was always and everywhere with it.

6. Imprisonment in the reception center

As I become the real GDR, the real life there, quite well known and my friend gave me the proposal, but settled in the GDR with the words, "we can everywhere be happy," thought I did not straight away to Just like always with the car on the transit route to West Berlin. My daughter Anja with it. In Magdeburg, we went easy on the transit route and to Magdeburg in, up to a national police force. There, I signed up with the words "I want my daughter to move to East Germany. As easy as I imagined my, that was not. One night we sat in a separate locked room. A telephone call replaced the next. The next day we were taken to Barby, near Magdeburg, and my car was recovered. There, in a refugee camp, we were just told us, the disinfection and quarantine locked in a room. The hum of any machine behind the wall was scary. Although I thought about radiation, I told myself, you must by now we, half way you can not stand still, without surrender be on. It was night and it was daylight again they brought something to eat. It was night again and days. This went on for three days. To the poor child with no thought. I tried to cushion the child over to the ordeal somewhat. But we came out there but in a room in the building. The heater in the ancient building was broken and our radiators cold. We put on thick, trying to the so- Connector end. Then I had to make drawings of the premises in which I had last worked. Also machines and equipment should the same arrangement I record. My daughter Anja meanwhile played in the grounds of the camp and was one of the rats that burying itself at the Elbe, which flows past there. She was with me in the reception camp prisoner and not come out. It did hurt to answer your questions, so we must be in the camp and can not figure out. From a distance they saw children from the village of Barby play and romp around. My daughter had no one in the camp at her age she could play with. Due to this detention camp, she could not go a year in school. What should be the only child when she goes back to school. They get access. Or will completely detached. The interested but by the camp staff anyone. It was opened to me that a receiving process can take about a year and as long as I could and leave the little girl's home in the receiving direction GDR. A right of return, in the Federal Republic, we have yet to come. We needed only to say that we wanted to go back. Since you once saw how little we charge for the Manfred knew Dott. I was accustomed to go to a course once over. Although once a shot to the back went. That's life sometimes. The home superiors, acting in close coordination with the Stasi, had no idea that the last sympathies to the DDR system were trampled and I would be or a possible return to the Federal Republic, a determined opponent of the so-called real existing socialism . That was not socialism, not communism. For what man is doing well, you have to protect not with brute force, the wall and shooting instruction as border security .. In reality the GDR was a dictatorship of a class of intellectuals would like to mention outstanding Mielke, who with his stupidity that he was not even aware of itself, a classic example of the East German leaders gave. This intelligence beasts, who, intoxicated by your power, even persuaded the vanguard of the working class to be ruled East Germany. And woe to those who would deny that. I stayed with my daughter there in the camp and wrote and received letters from my girlfriend. We make each other courage and requested a visit for them in reception centers. In the whole year, was allowed only once, 15 minutes in a basement in Barby under guard by the People's Police. At least the guards had such a uniform on. Because I did not want to jeopardize my admission request, because that was the last chance to get together with my girlfriend, I offered myself as a heater in the host's home. Old plants of a low-pressure steam heating system was broken again and again, I had trouble, the blame due to the outdated technology. Under no circumstances should it look like sabotage. After six months in the home I was in the tractor plant in Schönebeck work at Magdeburg. For this I had to but the bus by the host's home in Barby go to Schönebeck. In order not to let it look like a prisoner transport, always drove in at least one companion with a civilian. Among other things, with such non-productive tasks ensured the GDR its full employment. In the tractor factory, I worked under guard in the feed material for the tractor ZT 300th This went on without me noticed negative, a full year. After that year, to me that I will be released on a trial basis to Halberstadt Harz. My FRG-cards you have applied to them at events to give me back and deport me. This then excessive caution of the system towards me I run back to the fact that the GDR-school student on what I had in the Federal Republic of organized against the state and pulled, were afraid that this political power could even turn against them, as later should really come. So I got a residence permit for the town of Halberstadt, without being allowed to leave. We were not married still. The attitude and belief of my friend and I had the East German system of anti-communism is now turned into hatred. But we were first living together in an old apartment in the city. The ultimate goal of my partner not to be separated, we had still not reached. That was the time my son was when a former city forced, Halberstadt, co-founder of New Forum, Jens Reich, according to his biography, from the Soviet Academy of Sciences in the Forschunsaufenthalt Puschtschinow in Moscow. It is already well and is logical that we both later, although entered in the same 10.Volkskammer with different consequences and different contents and principles Veränderengen in the GDR. The people, the people In the GDR, no half-measures wanted more. Therefore, they chose the fighters of the first stage of peaceful revolution, Alliance 90 / NF, but not in the 10 People's Parliament, as they had expected. .

7.Persoenliches luck

My friend, Edith Goerke mean, from the West brought daughter Anna and I lived, so now in an old town house in a backyard Halberstadt. From the outside, the house was near the expiration, as so many old buildings outside the town centers in the GDR. Inside, we had furnished our flat but beautiful. Leaving the city, was allowed only my girlfriend with DDR identity card. I just had this permanent residence document for the town of Halberstadt. My daughter and I were allowed to move only in the city radius. We were in front at times like goats that have been tied, and erode the one neat circle, even though their connection is beyond the better food. My friend has tried to cover these state restrictions. Nevertheless we were very happy. Now I know what my friend meant when not on their approved application to emigrate to me in the West, she said, "we can be happy anywhere." So you come over here, so bad that is not already. If we had known what we have in all the flourishes of the model state workers and peasants. But we knew it, thank God at that time yet.