Pamätník SNP - pod ním z jednej strany sme ako žiaci ZŠ Kuzmányho (zrušená asi v roku 1995) behávali 12-minútovku. Vtedy sme tomu neverili, že dokážeme bežať 12 minút v kuse. Ako gymnazisti sme z druhej strany posedávali na tankoch, bozkávali sa s frajerkami a popíjali s kamošmi... dalo sa tam parádne zašiť.
I saw Museum Of Slovak national Uprising.
And my memories...
My grandpa took me there, i think two times. What really impressed me? Dress and shoes and photos from concentration camp. So sad. I was very little boy and my mind was shocked only to see this.
My grandpa and uprising were very united. My grandpa was captured by nazi army and soldiers deported them to train for next deportation to nazi camp. But there was miracle! Thanks God, soldiers forget to lock oposite door of wagon and my grandpa with friend runned away!
Thanks of this, my mum was born, i was born.
So, if i see this building, these are my memories, emotions.