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 THE THEME OF THE FILM CAN BE DESCRIBED WITH FOUR CONTRADICTIONS:This strictly monitored border was not a border between two enemies. It was a borderbetween two states, “friends” from the socialist camp.
 In 2007, in the time of united Europe, this border will be even more protected as itwill become the outer Shengen border.
 Even if the border was open instantly, family ties were destroyed forever. This border is very similar to Berlin wall – with one major difference: Berlin wall haseventually fallen down!
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 | After the Soviet army got to Sub-CarpathianUkraine – the most eastern part of the former
 Czechoslovakia – in november 1944 it had
 already been decided about this part being
 annexed to the Soviet Union. This had been
 voted at the communist congress in Uzhorod
 and shortly after that Sub-Carpathian Ukraine
 became part of the Soviet Union. On the 29th
 of June, 1945 pro forma agreement confirming
 this status was made between the Soviet
 Union and Czechoslovakia.
 Despite the fact that Moscow was obliged torespect the inner orders of Czechoslovakia
 the Soviet soldiers on the Slovak territory
 acted like violent conquerors.
 This political act was a real disaster for thecitizens of Velke Slemence. During the night
 of August 30, 1946, the village was divided
 by the Red Army into two parts. One part
 remained in the former Czechoslovakia; the
 other one became a part of Ukraine (former
 Soviet Union) and got a new name: Male
 Slemence.
 Barbed wire – mercilessly stretched betweenhouses – has divided cemetery and land, as
 well as families for several decades. There
 were even cases when parents were left on
 one side, and their children on the other.
 Cultivated land was divided and then
 confiscated by the relevant states.
 In 1949, the three meter high fence was evencharged with electric power. Watchtowers
 were equipped with machine guns and
 signalling devices. Despite all these measures,
 families had a vivid communication. Most of
 them spoke and understood Hungarian, while
 border police did not. People used to sing
 while working in the fields divided by the
 barbed wire, and announce all important
 information in this way. And thus both sides
 knew who died, who had a new baby, who
 got married. Yet they were not allowed to visit
 each other…
 |       Mrs Kujikova was only a girl at the time of division. She was on           holiday at her granny’s, and was not allowed to return to her parents          in Ukraine after the border barriers were raised.
 She was not able to attend her mother’s funeral. Mother only saw          her daughter from distance on the day of her wedding. The parents          could only see their daughter’s first-born son over the tall fence.„You’ve got a beautiful son“ they said.
  Mr Toth used to live on the Slovak side of the village. Here is his story: While we were little children, soldiers lured us to come closer to the  border offering us candies. Then they reported us to the authorities  and received
 vacation passes for a successful action on the border. Everybody wanted  to get away from this mad house. I travelled to Bratislava to study,  but my friends who stayed back here, are drinking heavily. Some of them  became gasoline smugglers, selling gasoline for seventeen crowns, or  joined traffickers to earn more money…
 One of my friends got arrested by the police.
 Another Tibor Toth’s story:
  In  the late eighties, when we went back from parties, we always went to  the border. First we had to find out whether there was a real soldier  in the watchtower, or a dummy wearing uniform. Ukrainian border  soldiers used the dummy to mislead us when they left their posts and  went drinking. If we found only dummy in the tower, we would walk  backwards to the border leaving footprints in the smooth sand. It  seemed as if someone ran from Ukraine into Slovakia. Then we climbed  onto the roofs and started alarm signal… We were laughing like hell  while those drunken Russians were running here and there… Mrs  Hornyakova lives in Slovakia as well. Her native house used to be right  where the border line is. In deference to her family and the piece of  land she put a cross on this place. She used to come here and pray and  remember... After 10 years there was a long journey to the other side  of the border .... Waiting in line on the border seemed neverending. To  get to the place 6 meters away she had to walk 250 kilometers.  Searching for the cross she had placed here was useless. There were now  toilets for the customs officers instead. Neither she could find her  father’s chestnut tree. She always used to take home a few chestnuts as  a reminder. The border has ruined the symbols of the past as well as  the faith in the future.   Peter  Gilanyi, the oldest citizen of the village used to be a communist. The  communist periodicals have an honourable place in his house, right below the picture of Jesus Christ.
 He  is the village chronicler. Everything that happens on the border he has  to tell his blind wife. Although she has been waiting for the border  opening like all the other citizens she will never be able to see the  other side.   Mr  Lizak lives only few metres from the border, in the last house of Velke  Slemence. He spent all of his life there. As the border line moved, he  was a citizen of the Czechoslovak Republic, Slovak state, then  Hungarian Republic, then for five weeks a citizen of the Soviet Union,  later a citizen of the Czechoslovak Socialist Republic, then  Czechoslovak Federative Republic, and currently he is a citizen of the  Slovak Republic. He was a citizen of seven different states while  living all of his life in the same house, yard, garden…
  Citizens  of Male Slemence confirmed that the accession to the Soviet Union was  the worst thing that had ever happened to them. In line with Stalin’s  policy, many of them were sent to labour camps, or transported to other  regions of the Soviet Union. Russian families were then moved into  their houses. The idea beyond this act was to weaken the local  community, break family ties between both sides of the border, and  deport former Czechoslovak citizens “affected by democracy” away from  the region.
 Towards late fifties, the border protection  was less radical. Religious citizens of Velke Slemence were allowed to  cross the border and attend masses in the Orthodox Church in Male  Slemence. People walked by watchtowers and soldiers carefully counted  and reported their numbers. After Slovakia´s independence  and in line with Shengen Treaty, Slovak border was strengthened by  soldiers again, and visa regime was introduced for Ukrainian citizens.  Ukraine answered the same… Citizens of Slemence now have to travel few  hundreds of kilometres either to Bratislava or Kiev to apply for  expensive visa. To fight illegal migrants, a new fence  was built, and watchtowers are once again occupied by border guards.  Illegal border crossing is organized mainly by Ukrainian mafia. Mafia  traffickers have already bought a couple of houses in the surroundings,  using them for refugees as their first shelters in the Slovak  territory. Due to unpleasant economic situation, more and more young  people leave Velke Slemence. There are no jobs in the village or its  surroundings. Moreover, some entrepreneurs prefer Ukrainian employees –  they give them lower salaries and pay no payroll taxes. |