Published July 1, 2017 by rochellewisoff

Today Pegman takes us to Berlin’s Stresemannstraße in the former GDR.

Feel free to stroll around the area using the Google street view and grab any picture you choose to include in your post.

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The Berlin Wall Today

Some of you might remember a shorter version of this story. I confess. It’s a refurbished rerun. It just seemed to fit and it’s been two years since I posted it. Perhaps the addition of fifty words has freshened it up a bit.

Genre: Historical Fiction

Word Count: 150


            “Hurry, Annika.” Vati whispered, glanced over his shoulder at the border guards and pulled me by the hand down Bernauer Strasse. “Mr. Schulenburg and his friends have risked their lives for this moment. This is our one and only chance to get to West.”

            “What about Fritz?”

            “Forget him!”

            It was October 1964, a few days before my seventh birthday. What did I care of Mr. Schulenburg’s sacrifice? I only cared about Fritz.   

            Blinded by tears, I stumbled into a crowded building once used as a toilettenhäuschen where we followed other refugees through a hole in the floor. My father held me as we crawled through the dank tunnel. Within minutes we were lifted out on the other side.

            While others shouted for joy I mourned my loss.

            “Don’t cry, Liebling.” Vati grinned and took a groggy puppy from his coat pocket. “I couldn’t forget him either.”  


Once more I share a link that’s worth a little over three minutes of your time. 



27 comments on “UNTER DER WAND

  • I saw the wall last summer.. it was a bit surreal. We also went to a very small town out in the country where the wall went thru. I can’t even begin to imagine what it would be like to know your loved ones were so close and you were forbidden from contact. It made me so sad… 😟

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    • Dear Courtney,

      I haven’t seen the wall in person. One day perhaps. I can’t imagine the pain of the separation either. The lengths that these people went to is amazing and inspiring. Thanks for stopping by to read and leave a comment.



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