Satzwende: Tanja Maljartschuk (1/2) [EN]

There is so much pain that I don't even want to share it. Let it be all mine, just mine. My back is like a washboard, my head like a balloon that has had too much gas pumped into it. I would love to fly away like a red balloon. Then nobody would hold me (Elfriede Gerstl).
 

There was a lady who always dreamed of having flown away. Her name was Lida. During the Second World War, one of her legs became twenty centimetres shorter after an explosion and a long operation. And yet, this disability was the least of what Lida had suffered in and through the war. All of a sudden, she became old, an orphaned, destitute 17-year-old girl, and she remained old for the rest of her life, a life full of the hardest and dirtiest work. When I turned 17 myself, she told me: Every night, I dream of a room with an electric meat grinder in the middle of it. It is huge and grinds everything alive, there is a terrible noise around the grinder. I fly up to the ceiling and out through the small window. Hooray! Saved! But the next moment, I see that I'm in the same room, with the same meat grinder in the middle. Terrified, I fly out through the window again and end up in another identical room with an identical grinder, and then in yet another, yet another... As you can see, old Lida used to say at the end, to be free, it is not enough to be able to fly.