The Polish-Ukrainian Relations
(Chortkiv-Borschiv, second half of the 1940s). I married a Greek Catholic, a Ukrainian; not a Roman but Greek Catholic. When I came to his village it was called Borschiv – it is also in the Chortkiv Raion, Borshchiv is farther away – his mother said: Let her be Soviet, as long as she is not Polish. Oh, I felt dizzy – she doesn’t want... She didn’t know I was Polish, not at all. But, later on she agreed to that marriage. What can you do? She even bequeathed her house to her son. She said: Take me, son, to your place. We took her to our place, she died here, and we buried her here.
Anna Hryciw
[Drohobych, 1943] When the Germans were withdrawing the Ukrainians were coming to them to the town hall asking them to be given 24 hours to bring Poles to order. Later, they were asking for 12 hours, but the Germans didn’t let them. Later on they kept saying: Give us at least four hours to bring them to order. It was like that under the Germans. It’s good our street was Polish. Our men were going out and were on guard. One group from the evening to midnight, the next one to two o’clock in the morning, still another one to three o’clock and then until the morning. At that time men made door chains for all of us to be able to slightly open the door and see who was standing behind it. There was always salt and water standing by and mum kept an axe next to the door. I don’t know how she was going to use it, but she kept it. I don’t know what would’ve happened if they’d attacked us, but you could always throw water on them. Maybe they would’ve calmed down before they shook off. It was dreadful. We look through the window and see a village burning. Men are running, women are getting ready quietly. You had to be ready.
Wiktoria Kisiel
[Drohobych, the 1940s] The Ukrainians killed even their own people. In 1946 or 1947, a man came and said he had three kids. He asked if I’d give him anything to get them dressed. I asked what about his wife, and he replied: Our bandits hanged her. I say: How come? Your own people hanged one of yours? — Yes. It was already evening and she told our neighbour that she was going to the town to sell a pig to be able to buy shoes for the kids for school. They came at night and told her not to sell the pig, because they would come and take it away. The Bandera men, the ones who lived in the forest. The following night she took that pig to the town. Then, they came at night, she got up and said she was dead. The husband said he would go. They pushed him away, pulled her out in her nightgown and hanged her on a tree in the yard. A Ukrainian woman who worked with me said once that she wouldn’t stand it any longer. I asked what had happened and she said they were coming at night, taking everything away, leaving even nothing to eat. I told her not to let them in, after all they were one of yours, your Ukrainians. She said they were slaughtering their own people and beating them just as others. If you don’t give them, it means you are against Ukraine.
Wiktoria Kisiel