"War with Nation - 13.12.81". Andrzej Kordas - I NAGRODA
date: February 04, 2013 Editor: GKut
War on the Nation - 13.12.81SPOOL
In 2012 we announced the competition "War with the Nation - 13.12.81. Victims of martial law.” Memory of the time of martial law is alive in us witnesses, but let us make certain that these tragic events besides become known to the young generation. Watch your step!
Look out! The editorial continues to accept the testimonies, memories and relations related to the introduction of the martial law 13.12.1981r. - delight direct your texts to email address: [email protected]
The Jury awarded the first 2 awards in 2012.
Andrzej Kordas for a communicative ‘Display’
And
Jack Kazimierski For memories “It was Sunday too!”
Below we print a short communicative by Andrzej Kordas
SPOOL
- Name?
- I'm sorry. You know that! - tense motion in the chair. It shares their desk and a ellipse of light with a lamp. 2 phones, 1 in a vile light green color, the another red. any loose pages and an open cardboard folder. On the back, behind an officer, a standard palm tree, and on the wall of an eagle, the same as in thousands of post offices or schools in Poland.
- I'm sorry. Don't make it harder! My friends are waiting in line. - He's bending his face to rub his eye sockets. He's rehearsing the question. Docent stops drilling in the chair and changes his strategy. Names and names of parents.
- Your mother's maiden?
There's an answer. Officer flips the card pretending to verify.
- Occupation?
- Academic teacher.
- I'm sorry. Since erstwhile in the Union?
- I'm sorry. Since October ‘80.
- What about the PPR?
- I'm sorry. Since 1973, but on December 13, I quit my I.D.
- I know... ex-associate. - Officer puts his hands on a glass covering his desk. There's any postcards underneath. most likely from a vacation in Bulgaria - reasoning with contempt of the docent.
- I'm sorry. What's it gonna be, Mr. Konrad?
- I'm sorry. With what?
- I'm sorry. With you. You were expected to go to Prague for a scholarship, and now...
- I'm sorry. no of this is gonna happen. He ends up smiling.
- I'm sorry. That's right. You're not going anywhere! Unless to the Crows! - I'm sorry.
The word ‘ku..a’ is like a nail stuck in 1 hammer stroke. The area is quiet. It takes a while.
- I'm sorry. What are you teaching at this university?
- Art history.
The officer is shaking his head with clear disapproval although he knows the answer. - There you go. And who was bothered?
Konrad is disoriented with his arms shruging and he's tense again in the chair.
- I'm sorry. I'll tell you a doctor who was in trouble! You tried to overthrow the strategy by force. - Chichot from behind the light ellipse is as honest as a good joke.
-...
- Yeah. - The laughter is silent, and in the dark, it's not visible, but Konrad is convinced that the officer's face is abruptly constricting.
The crows... yeah, for my sake, that's 2 to 5 years. You know how it is...
- "raw martial law" concludes Konrad.
- I'm sorry. Oh, right, right, right, but right. We will not let you burn Poland!
Konrad imagined this conversation many times. He had any witty reposts, but now no came to his mind. Like an actor who forgets the text at the premiere and replaces it with a third-rate flu. - What country?
The officer waved his hands like he was driving distant from an intrusive fly. - I'm an old communist, but 1 thing I know is that Poland is Poland. It's what it is... and we won't have another 1 so far. His finger is tapping in the postcards behind the window between Oder and Bug! At least for now... he's adding with any hesitation. It's quiet. Konrad doesn't know what to say, though he knew precisely what to say in Nyska.
- I'm sorry. I'm not going to make you aware of it, I'm not going to shake your shoulders, and now his figure from behind the desk is getting smaller. For a moment, the prof. feels that an officer is losing interest in him. Turns his head towards the window and talks like it's in empty space.
- I'm sorry. I'm a small surprised. But if it wasn't for you, you're smart, we'd say on a level. It's like there's no Agnostic. A man educated, with broad horizons. And now you? With the rabble? With all these bugs? Don't you feel that dissonance? In the church!!! Dark people, a bunch of drunks, lazy people, kids. Any more, they'd burn witches at the stake.
- I'm sorry. But luckily... you are! - Konrad ends with ridicule.
- I'm sorry. Just so you know! - He abruptly turns his head and turns consecutive to him. We will not bring Poland back to the dark ages, or capitalism....
Konrad feels that at this point he can make another mockery of the future - So, “Let us choose the future”!
Officer's freezing for a moment. Very good! - He closes his eyes for a minute and repeats that conviction in his mind. He goes to the drawer and pulls out a thick notebook. The snapping of a pen carefully calligraphs: “Let’s get ahead.” Good! That's a truly good password. Might be useful... Well, not now, of course!
Silence. After a while, the notebook goes back to the drawer. The abrupt revival turns back into a bored mask. His figure collapses back in the chair. - What were we talking about? - a writhing forehead trying to get back to the broken thread. - Oh, yeah. Docent, who delivered this replica?
Warsaw 28.12.2012
So far, we have published:
Yuhma- - Another WRON mystery
http://solidarni2010.pl/12178-war competition-with-nation---131281-published-rewarded-work.html
Izabella S. - excerpts from "The Diaries 1981-1982":
http://solidarni2010.pl/12158-war competition-with-nation---131281-publishing-rewarded-work.html
Aleksander Rybczyński - "Night duty"
http://solidarni2010.pl/12255-war competition-with-nation---131281-published-rewarded-work.html
Lech Feszler- "Test of flashbacks"
http://solidarni2010.pl/12260-competition-war-with-nation---131281-lech-feszler.html
Results of the competition:
http://solidarni2010.pl/12110-results-competition-8222war-with-nation---1312818221.html
