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Grandioses Thema diese Woche bei den Dares: Wo warst Du, als es passierte? Wir alle erinnern uns zumeist, wo wir waren als bestimmte Dinge sich ereigneten.

What an awesome challenge this week at The Dares: Where have you been when it happened? We all remember where we have been when certain things happened.

Es ist ein unglaublicher Zufall, daß dieses Thema gerade jetzt kam. Vor einer Woche traf ich meine Freundin C., die im Urlaub in England gewesen war. Sie erzählte, daß sie unter anderem eine Untertage-Mine angesehen hätte und dabei Beklemmungen bekam. Und da war sie wieder…eine Erinnerung…etwas, worüber ich nie gesprochen habe…ich habe diese Zeit nicht mal in meinem Tagebuch verewigt, obwohl ich in dieser Zeit jeden Tag in mein Tagebuch geschrieben hatte. Das Grubenunglück von Stolzenbach. Ich erinnerte mich, wo ich war, als es passierte, an die Zeit in der wir bei unseren Freunden und Schulkameraden verbrachten und mit ihnen auf Nachrichten warteten, ob ihr Vater, Onkel, Bruder überlebt hatte. Ich erinnerte mich an den Abend, als ich bei meiner Freundin S. schlief und wir hörten, wie ihr Vater, der beim Rettungstrupp war, nach hause kam und seiner Frau im Zimmer nebenan weinend von den Leichenteilen erzählte, die sie geborgen hatten. Ich habe nie mehr daran gedacht, bis C.’s Erwähnung alles plötzlich wieder vor mir aufziehen ließ.

What a coincidence that this challenge came right now. A week ago I met my friend C. who had been on vacation in the UK. She told me her travel stories and one was, that she visited a mine and she almost panicked down there. All of a sudden I had those memories again…something I never talked about…I had not even written about it in my diary although at that time I wrote everyday. The Stolzenbach Mine disaster. I remembered where I had been when it happened, the time we spent with our friends and classmates who were waiting for a message if their father, uncle, brother survived. I remembered the night I slept over by my friend S. whose father worked in the rescue team and how we overheard how he collapsed and cried when he told his wife about the body pieces they found. I have never ever thought about that again until C’s story brought those memories back.

*BAM*

Journaling: I remember when it happened: The Stolzenbach Mine disaster. It was June 1st 1988 and we sat in our classroom following our history teacher. I remember looking out of the window- not really interested in the Boston Tea Party when suddenly a BAM deep down and far away was hearable. Then it sounded like somthing big was rolling down in the earth. I remember we all calmed down right away – we knew that something bad happened. It was 12.30 p.m. Most of my class mates had fathers, uncles, brothers, cousins working in the Brown Coal Mine. Most of them lost a relative this day. We had no school for a week – the bodies of 51 coal miners were found and brought to the school gym. It was traumatic for hundreds of people in our village. I never talked about this. It is not even in my diary!

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Nat