Late in the fall of
1940 the first of the ‘Teaching Corps’ arrived in our town of Ulmbach
and were enthusiastically greeted. They had superb armaments, were
neatly dressed, were extremely disciplined, but to our greatest surprise
they were quite uninformed. They were completely uniformed about the
country, or what kind of situation its Army happened to be in, and
specifically they had no knowledge about us, the Teaching Corps. This
disappointed us the most. They could not understand, that people who
lived so far from the Heimat, who claimed to be ethnic German, spoke
German between themselves, were actually so good at it, that they could
not have just recently learned the language.
To us it was quite
incomprehensible that so much ignorance could exist in those otherwise
well educated young people. The organization of the “Volksbund fuer
das Deutschtum im Ausland” (League of the Nation for the Germaneness
abroad), as well as other organizations, worked for decades to establish
and support contacts between us and the German educational system. Even
our priest recalled that he had to first explain to the military
chaplains who we were, and where we came from.
Right at the start the
German ‘Teaching Corps’ removed the beating punishments in the Romanian
Army, which, until that time was a normal procedure. Next they made sure
that the soldiers received proper food rations a change from the daily
bean soup. While in Russia the rank and file became brave and loyal
compatriots, as they thankfully remembered that it was through them that
they were for the very first time dealt with humanely while in the
military. On the other side of the Bug River the German Wehrmacht later
provisioned the Romanian Divisions, the reason why the Romanians
supported the Germans and stood at their side. When later the Red Army’s
break through at Stalingrad was blamed by the arrogant Wehrmacht
membership on the so–called cowardice and untrustworthiness of the
Romanians they felt much offended by being blamed for it.
The Company of the
German Army, which in the winter of 1941 was stationed for a whole month
in our village, consisted mostly of the cheerful Rheinländers,
who enjoyed the overly generous hospitality offered to them. They were
thrilled specifically that in our town they could celebrate their
beloved Carnival. In our town you could also eat and drink excellently,
even celebrate the Carnival, specifically during the wintertime, when
there was no fieldwork and everyone had time for amusements. To the
young soldiers it felt like a fairyland. The war was distant- one could
purchase anything; nothing was rationed as it was back home. Many took
the opportunity to send parcels home that were filled with delicacies.
Their family members already had to go without for quite some time. The
hosts generously contributed whatever their overfilled larders could
offer.
The rumor started that
there would be war with the Soviet Union when those soldiers departed.
But first our Heimat was almost involved in a battle. We hardly noticed
that Yugoslavia also became Germany’s Allies and became aware of it only
when a clique of military Officers revolted. They not only broke the
one-week old agreement but also joined the other side. A military fight
seamed to be inescapable and so it turned out to be.
Vienna’s Decree
The first arrival of
the German troops in Romania was preceded by political events, which
alarmed the ethnic Germans: both of the Vienna’s Decrees in the Fall of
1940, after which Romania had to cease the northern part of Siebenbürgen
to Hungary under the pressure of the German Reich. This area was
populated mainly by Hungarians and ethnic Germans. For a long time
during the negotiations it became unclear, just which parts were
demanded by Hungary. Quite a few of the older generations hoped, that
all of the Banat would be reunited with Hungary, while us younger folks
hoped for the later decision. We didn’t want to hear anything about
being reunited, less so because of Hungarian language we had to learn
instead the Romanian language, but more so as we knew that
German-Hungarians had less rights than us ethnic Germans in Romania.
Only one accountant and a railway employee with their families left for
Hungary. Both sons of the railway employee went with me to school.
Our town stayed
untouched by Vienna’s Decree events, excepting the departure of those
two families. When in contact with the bureaucracy in the city
and the surrounding area one soon noticed that the Romanians pretended
that those Decrees were unimportant. In reality they were resentful
toward the ethnic Germans as well as the Hungarians, their arch-enemies.
After the war however, they took back the areas that were taken from
them five years earlier under the pressure of the German Reich. Their
Hungarian ‘socialist brothers’ in turn did not forgive this to this very
day. With that Romania took possession of about 2 million Hungarians who
lived in those areas and the ethnic animosity between those two
countries continues until our times.
One could clearly see
on the television news, just how the nationalism in Romania escalated to
the bloody excesses in the short revolution of 1989. The ancient
animosity between Romanians and Hungarians motivated the many still
living ethnic Germans in Romania to emigrate, so as not to be pulled
under between those two milling stones. This dilemma was spared to the
Bistriz’ Sachsen of North Siebenbürgen. They had been evacuated to the
West in 1944 prior to the invasion of the Red Army.
As a soldier in the
winter of 1944/45 while billeted in the Hungarian schools I noticed that
the maps still presented the Hungarian territory as the borders were in
1914. A slogan embellished the map: “Nem, nem, soha!” (“No, no,
never!”). The Hungarians refused to accept the Trianon Accord’s
consequences – “the torment of 1919”- but they also never lost the dream
of “Stephan’s-Crown Empire”. Stephan I was the first Hungarian king, who
let himself being christened and was crowned by the Pope around the year
1000 AD, and brought Christianity to all of Hungary, the area roughly
the size of its 1918 borders.
Home to the Empire – The Resettlement
After the
Hitler-Stalin-Pact in the fall of 1939 a new resentment welled up over
the taking over of Bessarabia and north of Bukovina by the Soviet Union.
Already in the summer months of 1940 many Romanian refugee families
arrived from that area to our town and were billeted with the farming
families. That led to quite a few unpleasantries as the refugees hardly
ever helped out in the households or on the host farms and were
considered as exploiters by them. Hardly any one thought about their
fate, much less that the same experiences would not be spared to
themselves.
After the war my father
reported that in September of 1944 some officers arrived also with the
Russian troops, who looked for the refugees that escaped the Russians in
Bessarabia in 1940. They knew exactly in which of the houses in our town
the refugees were living, collected them, arrested them and took them
away. Most likely not all of the imprisoned were sent to the Soviet
Union. During the internment years in the Baragan-Steppe (1951-1956)
between those tens of thousands of Banat’s Danube Swabians were also
many of the former refugees considered by the government as ‘politically
untrustworthy’.
The resettlement of the
ethnic Germans started in the fall of 1940 from the Romanian areas of
Bessarabia and North Bukovina that were ceded to the Soviet Union -
home to the Empire. This was the first ethnic cleansing, and Hitler led
it meticulously through. Everyone else, - Yugoslavs, Poles, Czechs, and
even the Romanians (!) dreamed hopefully about such possibility. Alas,
we had absolutely no clue about that. It was only after the ‘revolution’
of 1989 that the archives were opened to the public. Long before the
war, concrete plans were made to forcefully resettle the
Romanian-Germans all over the country. The plans had the goal of
‘nationalization of the borders’, of which the Romanian news always
talked about in foggy articles, but never taken seriously. At least one
of those ‘nationalizations of the borders’ was achieved, the border to
Yugoslavia when our people were deported to the Baragan-Steppe in 1951.
The ruffle with Tito, was the excuse used. In1948 Tito went on his own
way of ‘socialism’ and stepped out of the Soviet Block.
The re-settlers from
Bessarabia and Bukovina had only evil things to report in that short
time that they were under the Soviet’s administration. Equally so there
was nothing good to hear from the resettlement agents over the Soviets,
Hitler’s negotiation partners. Bessarabia is the eastern Romanian
province between the rivers Pruth and Dnjestr. It was a bone of
contention between the neighbouring states throughout history. Until
1918 it belonged to the Russian Czars. The older Bessarabia-Germans
fought in the First World War as soldiers of the Russian Czars against
Wilhelm’s German Kaiser Reich and against Austro-Hungary. In 1940 they
wanted to go ‘home to the Empire’, rather than to have to live in the
communist Soviet-Empire. They were considered too far from the German
Empire boarders, just as the Baltic-Germans, the Dobroduscha-Germans and
the Wolhyia-Germans were, to have been defended.
We were aware that the
first goal of the NSDAP, the National Socialistic German Workers Party,
was to reunite all the Germans
in a “Greater Germany Empire” and we observed how Hitler tried to
implement this goal step by step. We had the feeling that we were just a
figure in that chess game named Power. Just which part we were supposed
to play no one could guess. After the Yugoslavia Campaign the rumor
obstinately went around that a new autonomy area was in plans, which
would include most of the south east Europe’s ethnic German population.
It was supposed to be similar to Austria’s 1849-1861 ‘Serbian
Vojvodschaft and Temescher Banat’. Our history teacher pointed out in
the class that in our area too many different ethnic people lived side
by side and such an undertaking was not feasible without opening the
gates to a flood of other complications or bringing on the war to solve
any arguments.
All those events around
us did not go unnoticed by us high school students. These events
sharpened our attention as well as our senses for the political changes
that involved our Heimat without our consent or contributions.
The “ Folksgroup ” – and their influence
The ”Deutsche Jugend”
(German Youth), which evolved from the former “Roman Catholic Youth
Organization”, became in Ulmbach just as everywhere else, the only youth
organization. Quite a few adults of the conservative-clerical leanings
regretted it and claimed specifically after the war was lost that it was
the “beginning of the end” which they could see coming. We young folks
thought differently and participated full of enthusiasm. Our upbringing
taught us to have borderless love of our Folk and the proud knowledge
that “being part of the great German People” determined our daily life.
We became idealists for whom the slogans “you are nothing, your Folk is
everything” or “common good ahead of personal good” were not just empty
words. We were very glad that now there were no divisions between the
youths and everyone was included. We were worried about some happenings,
which the adults did not like to hear about, like the social orders in
our villages, which could not have been claimed to be legal.
Hans Kappel, a youth in
our neighborhood was at that time the youth guide in Ulmbach. He went
out of his way to make the Heimat-evenings as well as the sport events
interesting so as to be accepted and inspiring to the youths. I wonder
just how much knowledge he had accumulated and how much time this
volunteering work took away from his work at his parents’ farm. Most of
the youth in our town learned more from him about Germany, Germany’s
history, or about the ethnic Germans than we ever had to learn in the
high school – and for sure more than the same-aged Germans ever learned
about us.
What there was to be
told about the youth organizations one could say the same about adult
organizations. They engaged themselves and went with the flow more or
less depending on their temperaments. They were much less exited about
it than us youngsters. For them the economy was the most important event
and with that their personal achievements, just as it was to their
parent’s generation after the end of the First World War.
The most important goal
for the older generation at that time was to restart the devastated
family’s farming business that fell in disrepair during the Great War.
The youth on the other hand were all exited about the ‘heritage
awakening’ that has been suppressed during the Hungarian times.
It was not different
during our times. What the youth were excited about at the
Heimat-evening lectures or at other similar events was hardly even
noticed by our elders. They held firmly to their language, their
religion, their customs and ethics. This to them was never disputed.
They could not understand that this alone was not sufficient for those
‘new ways’ and that they were even expected to be politically involved.
To them it was normal that Baron Daniel or the Union representative Sik
Sándor was voted for a five or six-year term to the Budapest’s
Parliament and that they would meet those only during the ‘áldomás’, the
free drink or better still at the free goulash. They never expected more
from their parliamentarians or from politics altogether. Their workday
of 16-18 hours gave them no time for it in the first place. In order to
forestall the underground anti-minority movement by their own state, the
younger folks felt that they should be politically involved themselves.
The established minority representatives in the Romanian government were
to them too ‘set’ in their ways and only interested in the preservation
of the government. Everyone was ‘loyal to the state’ anyway but they
also requested that the established minority rights for self-government
be implemented and not constantly questioned.
There were also other
unsolved problems, which were not specifically part of the ethnic German
minority. Similar to other ethnic groups in Romania, there was a ‘one
child’ practice. The rapid decline of ethnic German population was due
also in part to emigration to America. I was at that time still too
young to grasp the problems; the first time I heard about it was during
the ‘summer camp’ in our Ulmbach’s forest. A few of Ulmbach’s villagers
erected this ‘summer camp’ so they could escape the village during the
heat and dust of the summer and find there with their families
refreshing relaxation.
Dr. Fritz Klinger
transformed this summer camp into a children’s health resort to which
the parents from all of the Banat could send their children to. The
students of the (ethnic German) teacher’s college were
responsible for the supervision of the children there. Dr. Klinger
lectured to those teacher college students about ‘death of the folk’ of
our Banat’s ethnic German community. He wrote about this subject already
earlier in the German language newspaper as well as in the ‘Swabian
Folks calendar’ as I later discovered, in order to make his countryman
realize the consequences.
Just how it came about
that I was present at this lecture, I no longer remember. In any case
this theme made me quite upset. The conservative inclined people, like
my father and his friends considered it nothing but brainwashing, and
thought that it was a movement against the old establishment; Dr Klinger
and his DVR followers (ethnic German folk party of Romania) had
nothing else in their heads but to be against old ways, even against the
religion, and fantasized only about Hitlerism and Socialism instead of
doing some honest work. Dr. Klinger's negative ideas did not include
Ulmbach.
In Ulmbach there were
quite a few three and four children families and one could not claim
that only the rich of the Banat practiced the ‘one child’ policy, which
was otherwise the norm. It looked quite differently in the more
prosperous farming communities of the Banater Heide.
To be continued.