Ivana Jirovcová

* 1944

  • "When we were in New York, they were still doing Hair on Broadway. I totally wanted to see Hair, but didn't start looking for tickets until we were about to leave, which was just about the time. I found out the tickets were completely sold out and the only way to get in was to stand in line that night. Then they would sell like 10 to 20 more tickets in morning. I just remember '16 standing tickets' for some reason. So I decided to go from New Jersey to New York at night. When I told my uncle, he was absolutely against it because of how dangerous it was going to New York at night and all that. At work, everybody was also talking me out of it. But it's tough to talk me out of anything once I've made up my mind. I mean, how can I not see Hair when I'm in New York. No way. I went out to catch the night bus to Little Ferry. Pretty quickly, a police car came by. They asked me what I was doing there because there was nobody around, not a soul, so I explained. They said they'd drive around just in case, and to call them if necessary and they'd come. Everything was fine, I got there. I have to say I was quite surprised by the Bus Authority Station or whatever it was called. We went there umpteen times, and the daytime atmosphere was completely different than at night. Really, it was hot, and I thought, if anyone gets violent here, nobody will come to help; that was obvious. But I made it safely all the way to the theater where they were playing it. There were about four people already in line, so we chatted, somebody had a guitar, we sang, and then in the morning I got my two tickets. When I went to work I told the supervisor and he called all the people together and said, 'Look at her, she was alone in New York at night'."

  • "My family and I took a trip to the West... must have been '66 because in '67 I went west directly for the first time. This time, it was to Yugoslavia, which was also 'the West' for us to some extent at the time. The whole family decided, and my grandfather joined us out of desperation, to escape to the west so that dad could just do something. We applied for a private visa to Yugoslavia. We chose a place in the north. It was extremely tough of course because it meant leaving our house and all of our belongings behind, and bringing just modest luggage and bare essentials so we weren't suspect. We had been prepping for months, but in the end we scrapped the plan before leaving. Basically, it was such a difficult decision to make. I have yet to understand the people who can make a decision overnight, like being abroad in '68 and saying, 'We're staying here and not coming back.' Those who never faced making such a decision can hardly imagine. Even though we had been preparing for a long time, we eventually decided before leaving that we would go to Yugoslavia for a normal vacation and then come home. And so we did."

  • "The first trip I took abroad, I must have been around 18 years old. It was with a travel agency called Czechoslovak Youth. Again, I couldn't go privately, but with a tour, and I went to the Soviet Union. Of all the countries that could be visited with the Czechoslovak Youth travel agency at that time, I was not into the 'people's democracies' around us, where the system and landscape were similar. I was extremely interested in Russia. I chose the Moscow-Kiev-Crimea tour, and in the Crimea we stayed at the Artek camp which I knew from books. It was definitely a very interesting tour. I recall being in Kiev with two other girls from our group, and we met three Kievans in the street. They invited us over, and we talked about all sorts of things as much as our Russian allowed us. At one point they asked us if football was played in Czechoslovakia, and one of us said we won a silver medal in Chile, to which he said: 'We launched a satellite!' That, of course, stopped our conversation on the subject because it perfectly illustrated the Russian inferiority/greatness complex."

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My father was on death row. I mourned Stalin as a kid.

Ivana Jirovcová in 2019
Ivana Jirovcová in 2019
zdroj: Memory of Nation

Ivana Jirovcová was born in Nymburk on 6 February 1944 but spent her youth in nearby Poděbrady. Her father Josef Jirovec was in the anti-Nazi resistance as a member of the Šíma-Uher 777 group. The Gestapo arrested him in early 1945 and he was to be executed in May. He eventually escaped alive from the Terezín Small Fortress, but the communists nationalized his car repair shop after the war and he was allowed in as a labourer in the national enterprise. Neither Ivana nor her younger sister were allowed into high school because of their origins. Ivana Jirovcová took language courses and typing classes. Later, she earned her high school diploma in an evening school. She and her younger sister went abroad in the summer of 1968, obtained scholarships and spent a year at the University of Caen, France. They extended their scholarships one year later until December 1969, but stayed in France afterwards and therefore lost the opportunity to return to Czechoslovakia for some time. Ivana Jirovcová graduated from the University of Paris and worked for Adic Press and Radio France Internationale. She lived in Paris in 2019.