Tag #156716 - Interview #78355 (Mrs. Gábor Révész)

The village was called Vinyica  [today Varazdin, Northern Croatia]. I visited them there. That’s where I first came face to face with a highly blatant show of nationalism. I must have been seven and a half or eight years old. I still remember it vividly, though at the time, I didn’t understand it. This was in the summer of 1936. I remember because my father died on April 4, 1936, and a cousin of my mother came to Pest and took me to Csáktornya so I wouldn’t be a burden to my mother, who was looking for a job because she had to go back to work. As I said, Vinyica was inhabited by Croats, and there was a Hungarian-German soccer game one Sunday that was broadcast on the radio. The children hooted with delight whenever the German team scored a goal. I don’t know what the final score was or who won, but I know that when they shouted, “Zhivyone, nemachki – long live the Germans!” that was aimed at me. I remember hiding under the table because this chorus was so scary, and because I knew that it had targeted me, a Hungarian child.