The Day That Changed Germany

Home Up Schoolday Memories More of that Jazz Let Me Live The Sunflower Coronation Chicken The Tribute Concert Vicki Moore One Vision The Day That Changed Germany

 

September 2009: It has been twenty years since the events leading up to the fall of the Berlin Wall. Earlier this year, I wrote a play, designed for radio, about one particular day - 9 October 1989 - which was instrumental in the fall of the inner German border exactly a month afterwards. I sent the play to the BBC but they showed no interest. I have also sent it to the archives of the civic movement in Leipzig, where I did some research a year ago when I was attending the Queen and Paul Rodgers concert in Berlin!

So I'm now reproducing it here:

  

The Day That Changed Germany

 An historical drama for radio set in Leipzig in the autumn of 1989

 

 Written using the following source material:

 

‘Der Tag, der Deutschland veränderte’ by Martin Jankowski, Evangelische Verlaganstalt Leipzig, 2007

 

Neues Forum Leipzig: ‘Jetzt oder nie – Demokratie!’, Forum Verlag Leipzig, 1989

and with the help of material from: 

www.mdr.de/damals-in-der-ddr

 www.runde-ecke.de

 

 

A special thanks to the Archivbürgerbewegung Leipzig e.V. for their kind assistance

 

Dedicated to all the fellow students I came to know at the Karl Marx University, Leipzig, in the summer term of 1983.

 

 

Characters (in order of appearance):

 

 

Christel Kunz, just under 40

Volker Kunz, Christel’s husband, just over 40

Thilo Kunz, Christel and Volker’s son, 14

Daggi Kunz, Christel and Volker’s daughter, 16

Werner, a work colleague of Volker’s and member of the workers’ task force

Secretary at Christel’s office (female)

Martina Acker, daughter of Christel’s work colleague Susanne and school- friend of Daggi

Susanne Acker, a work colleague of Christel’s

Prof. Walter Friedrich*

Assistant in Government Offices (male)

Egon Krenz*

Günter Schabowski*

Stasi Official (male)

Michael, a fellow member of the workers’ task force alongside Werner

Policeman

New Forum Member (female)

Pastor Führer*

Bishop Hempel*

Assistant in church (male)

Dr. Reitwein*

Eva, a demonstrator who befriends Daggi  

Another policeman

Voice on radio (female)

Prof. Kurt Masur*

Erich Honecker*

Army Chief Streletz*

Frau Richter, Christel’s mother

Delivery Man

 

*Actual historical figures  

Introduction

 

Christel: Hello, My name is Christel Kunz. I’m an office worker, am married to Volker, a craftsman, and have two children – Daggi, who’s 16 and Thilo, who’s 14. You join us in our home in Leipzig, then the German Democratic Republic, one Sunday afternoon – the 8th October 1989. What we were feeling then, well, (sighs) when all was said and done, our whole country was nothing more than one boring Sunday afternoon like that one. The old week had finished, but the new one kept on waiting to begin….There’s Volker! He looks upset about something.

 

 

Scene 1

 

The Kunz Family Home

 

CHRISTEL     What’s the matter, darling?

 

VOLKER:       The TV doesn’t work.

 

CHRISTEL:    You kicked it yesterday.

 

VOLKER: I kicked it because it wasn’t working! I was trying to watch the fortieth anniversary celebrations. Forty years – the country’s almost as old as me. But it doesn’t feel like our lives are beginning. Quite the opposite…

 

CHRISTEL: Just because things are falling to pieces here, that doesn’t mean they should be for you, darling…

 

VOLKER: How can I avoid thinking that, though? Look at the people we knew who’ve left the country since the summer! Cornelia and Robert – I heard they got out via Hungary into Austria when border controls there were relaxed. Then there was Guido, camping in the grounds of the West German Embassy in Prague with all those others, until, as I heard, he was allowed to leave as well, only a few days ago! You know what the morning greeting is at work now?  Its Ssh – or S S H”!

 

CHRISTEL: So, still here? (sniggers). Yes I know. Those people left because they were bored, like us. But they were younger, and didn’t have children…

 

FX: SOUND OF CLOSING FRENCH WINDOWS

 

CHRISTEL: You’re not thinking that we should leave too, are you?

 

VOLKER: Why did you close the windows? Do you think that someone’s listening?

 

CHRISTEL: Maybe they are. What about that chap next door, Müller? Wasn’t he suspected of being an unofficial worker for those Stasi spies? He certainly did enough snooping and prying at one time. I think it had something to do with people watching the TV from West Germany. You know, we may get a lot more valuable information on the western channels. But sometimes they show these dramas – all about spies – as if there’s something romantic about it all.  Whoever imagines that it’s exciting to live under a regime with secret police like this is deluding themselves…

 

VOLKER: I know. And I just think of our illustrious leaders standing there yesterday – the big parade passing by – and I think, why should I leave my home because of them? Because Honecker and company have shut themselves into their own obsolete and exclusive world of ‘socialist unity’? Thilo! Where have you been hiding?

 

THILO: I’ve been clearing up my room, dad, and I found this!

 

VOLKER: The old toy Sputnik I made for you! Do you remember how it works?

 

THILO:            No, dad. I haven’t played with it for ages.

 

VOLKER: Well, you’re not too big – because this is a highly technical gadget, you know. Let’s get it to take off like the old days, eh?

 

FX: SOUND OF VOLKER FIDDLING WITH TOY.

 

            Let me see…I think I have to do this now. No, that’s not it…

 

FX:                  MORE SOUNDS OF FIDDLING WITH TOY

 

            Here we are! D’you know, we all used to dream of being cosmonauts when I was your age. The Soviets had just sent Yuri Gagarin into space – the very first man ever in space! The sputnik would just take off like this…

 

FX:                  SOUND OF CRASH

 

THILO:            It’s crashed, dad.

 

VOLKER: Yah – it’s not looking too good! Never mind, I’ll get it sorted.

 

THILO: I’m going back upstairs. I’ve got a few more things to sort through.

 

VOLKER: Alright, see you later. Just about sums it up…even my sputnik’s crashed now!

 

CHRISTEL: You poor thing! What do you think you’ll manage to get repaired first – the Sputnik or the TV set?

 

VOLKER: I don’t know. I only hope that neither take as long as your mother’s iron. How long has she been waiting for that to be sorted now?

 

CHRISTEL: Around three months, I think. She’d heard nothing about it so made enquiries with the people’s electrical goods servicing company. They told her that irons weren’t on the list of priority items. Poor mum! She hates wearing creased clothes!

 

Volker: Fancy keeping a 74-year-old woman waiting three months for an iron to be repaired! The only things that are working in this country are us! And all too often we’re only pretending to work now…

 

CHRISTEL: Aren’t we just a little too tired of it all to make jokes about it any more, darling?

 

VOLKER: Yes, you’re right. It seems that people aren’t working because the government isn’t, and in turn, they don’t want to support the government by working. Maybe we should be out demonstrating like these people from ‘New Forum’ – as they call themselves - have been doing every Monday here in Leipzig for the past few weeks.

 

CHRISTEL:    Yes, and getting arrested for it.

 

VOLKER: I wonder what happened to those demonstrators in Berlin yesterday?

 

CHRISTEL:    Which ones?

 

VOLKER: The ones they showed on the West German news. They were shouting, “Gorby, Gorby”!

 

CHRISTEL: Could they be arrested for that? Cheering a Soviet leader?

 

VOLKER: If our government realised why they were cheering him…

 

CHRISTEL: Remember, Gorbachev was standing shoulder to shoulder with Honecker yesterday…supposing there was another uprising in our land – like there was back in Berlin on the 17th June ’53? All Honecker needs to put it down is some help from the Soviet Army, just like that time! Has anyone dared to say boo to a goose since?

 

Volker:            Why would the Soviets do that this time, though? Gorbachev’s reforms are well underway - other socialist states are changing, and the Soviets are doing nothing about it…I even heard on western radio that the Hungarian Communist Party dissolved itself today. So why would Gorby change his policy for us?

 

CHRISTEL: Could the country that enslaved us really have come to save us this time?

 

VOLKER:       What did Gorbachev say yesterday?

 

CHRISTEL:    I don’t remember…

 

DAGGI (from off): Hi, I’m home!

 

CHRISTEL:    Hello Daggi, had a good time at Martina’s?

 

DAGGI:          Yes thanks!

 

VOLKER: Your mother and I were just trying to remember what Gorbachev said at the fortieth anniversary celebrations yesterday…you watched that bit with us – do you remember any of it?

 

DAGGI: Yes – some poem about trying to unite with love – and whoever’s right will decide the day…

 

CHRISTEL:    A little cryptic. I wonder…

 

DAGGI: …if he would continue to support Honecker? I don’t think so!

 

CHRISTEL:    Oh yes, what makes you so certain?

 

DAGGI: Oh, nothing – just a hunch. Look, I’m tired and I want to turn in now…

 

VOLKER: Sure, love. Your mother and I should too. Another Monday morning tomorrow – another early start!

 

CHRISTEL:    (Yawns): Yes, I’m tired!

 

FX: SOUND OF DAGGI, VOLKER AND CHRISTEL GOING UPSTAIRS

 

CHRISTEL: One thing really concerns me though, darling

 

FX: SOUND OF DOOR OPENING TO ENTER BEDROOMS

 

DAGGI:          Goodnight mum, goodnight, dad!

 

VOLKER + CHRISTEL: Goodnight, Daggi, goodnight Thilo!

 

VOLKER: Time you were asleep too, Thilo! Oh, you’re already in bed!

 

THILO:            Goodnight mum, goodnight, dad!

 

VOLKER:       You were saying…

 

CHRISTEL: There’ll be more demonstrations in the town tomorrow, I’m sure. How will it end up? Like it did in China in the summer? With the government opening fire on its own people?

 

VOLKER:                                           Would Honecker try the ‘Chinese solution’ without Gorbachev’s support?

 

CHRISTEL: Hmm, I was just wondering about something else – did you notice Daggi’s attitude? – since when did our daughter show such political awareness?

 

 VOLKER: Yes, I wonder as well.

 

CHRISTEL: But I can’t think about it anymore. I’m going to sleep. Goodnight, darling.

 

VOLKER: You’re quite right. Time to sleep. Goodnight, love.

 

FX: THEY KISS. FADE OUT AND BACK IN TO SOUNDS OF SLEEP

 

The next morning

 

DAGGI:          Morning mum, morning dad!

 

VOLKER:       Oh…(groaning) Is it morning already?

 

DAGGI:          Yup! Here’s your paper, dad!

 

VOLKER:       Thanks!

 

DAGGI:          And a cup of coffee!

 

VOLKER:       That’s great!

 

FX: Sound of Volker leafing through the paper and drinking coffee

 

VOLKER: Ha! Here we are! Something in the local paper about the demonstrations here on Saturday: “Hooligans disrupt normal life! On Saturday a group of mainly young hooligans, organised and influenced by the western mass media, temporarily brought the inner-city traffic to a standstill, thus disrupting normality…”

 

CHRISTEL: What “normality” is there to disrupt, when normal life is itself so disrupted?

 

VOLKER: Just what I was thinking! Listen to what else they say here!: “We want peace and order in our town – if the mob culture gets worse and more criminal – if this denigration of the power of the socialist state continues, it will not end well…”

 

CHRISTEL:    I wonder, how will it end?

 

*****

 

CHRISTEL: So there we were, on the morning of Monday, October 9th 1989. Later, my husband Volker is at his factory workshop, talking with his colleague Werner…  

.

Scene 2

 

At Volker’s work place

 

VOLKER:                   Good morning, Werner!

 

WERNER:                 Good morning, Volker!

 

VOLKER:                   You’re going? Leaving the shift so early?

 

WERNER:            Michael and I have to go to serve in the workers’ task force. The current five-year plan will have to survive without us for today.

 

VOLKER:            Press reports say that it’s going well, that socialist construction continues…

 

WERNER:            “Life punishes the latecomer”.

 

VOLKER:            Sorry, what was that?

 

WERNER:            Come with me a moment, Volker.

 

FX:            STEPS ON CONCRETE IN THE FACTORY YARD           

 

WERNER:            Did you not hear that Gorbachev said that on Saturday? “Life punishes the latecomer”. It was on West-TV. Our own TV didn’t report it.

 

VOLKER:            (With sarcasm) Well there, I am surprised.

 

WERNER:            Our government is dangerously out of touch with reality, Volker. You know you can see it yourself – buildings are slowly falling apart – our factory is supposed to meet its quotas with antiquated machinery. What do you think that Honecker does while all these problems are going on?

 

VOLKER:            Hide away in his luxury datscha and drink western cognac, I shouldn’t wonder…

 

WERNER:            I’ll speak frankly, Volker. I love my country. I have been instructed by the party to do my duty today, so I’ll go. If there are counter-revolutionary hooligans making genuine threats of violence, we have to nip such a movement in the bud. I’ve always believed in doing things within the system – never considered leaving as others have. But my pleas for basic safety in this work place are being ignored. Look, I left my overalls out here last night. They’re already covered with soot from the chimneys. This is what we breathe in on a daily basis, and the machines are so dilapidated that they’re dangerous. (Whispers) If they can’t kill us with unsafe working conditions, it appears that they are now looking to find other ways.

 

VOLKER:            What do you mean, Werner?

 

WERNER:            I mean, the pitting of citizen against citizen. They want us to destroy each other – everything we’ve worked for to build up this republic. Socialism is supposed to be about our welfare – but the socialism we have now seems to be more about our destruction.

 

VOLKER:            You must take care, Werner! We need you at the factory!

 

WERNER:            Volker, remember what Honecker earlier this year – that the Berlin Wall will stand for one hundred years! It protects the luxury lifestyle that he and his cronies enjoy at the country’s expense. Look, you don’t have to take your family with you, but go into town today. Go and have your say peacefully. I think we need as many people to do that as possible.

 

VOLKER:            I never thought it would come to this, that we’d want to defy our government with illegal protests…

 

WERNER:            (Angrily) Wake up, Volker! The time for acceptance of all this is over! The chasm between what they tell us and the reality of our lives! Look around you, is this your idea of a Workers’ and Farmers’ state? Our government get fat cat benefits out of the system, we don’t! They don’t even have to answer to us. This is why people are leaving! They’ve had enough! When you have a dictatorship with a chink in its border, people will vote with their feet.

 

VOLKER:            Christel and I want to stay – we don’t care to leave our roots. We always thought that things might slowly improve, that the government would acknowledge… but now…

 

WERNER:            But now we’re on the brink, Volker. Things will have to change. We’ll have to accept as well that the changes could only be for the better in the long run. (Pause) Is that the time? I have to leave now. Remember what I said – leave the production line early today – there aren’t enough materials to last you through the shift in any case – you’ll just have to do what you can…

 

VOLKER:            I’ll give it some serious thought. Goodbye Werner - and take care!

 

WERNER:            For the fatherland!

 

*****

 

CHRISTEL:            Meanwhile, I arrive at my office…

 

 

Scene 3

 

At Christel’s office

 

 

CHRISTEL:    Morning! Where’s Frau Acker?

 

Secretary: She has a hospital appointment this morning, Frau Kunz.

 

Christel: Oh yes, I remember her saying now. It’s just that I’m waiting for some reports from her.

 

Secretary: You’re not the only person looking for her. Her daughter’s waiting outside.

 

Christel: Martina! What are you doing here? Why aren’t you at school?

 

Martina: They’ve closed the school today and we were sent away. They told us that something bad will happen in the town today and we would be better off at home. Then the head teacher said that we shouldn’t go into town and that if we did, we couldn’t expect any help from him.

 

Christel: Something bad? What do they know that we don’t? Isn’t Daggi with you?

 

Martina: No, she went in the other direction. I just assumed she was going home. I went with another friend whose mum works in a shop just on the edge of the town centre. My friend’s mum told us that she’s been instructed to close by five at the latest tonight. Afterwards I came here - because by then it was closer than home.

 

Christel: This is all very strange…well, I’ll get my husband to check at home later for Daggi. 

 

FX:                  Sound of door opening

 

Secretary: Frau Acker is here!

 

Christel: Susanne! Was everything alright at the hospital? Martina’s here!

 

SUSANNE: Martina! What’s happening?

 

CHRISTEL: She was telling me that she was sent home from school…They said it’s not safe to keep it open today! Then the shops have to close by five…

 

Susanne: Oh Christel, I don’t want to frighten you, but that’s not all! You should’ve heard what I heard at the hospital! First of all, I overheard a lot of people talking. They mentioned that there was something in the paper – a military commander had talked about an armed attack today…

 

CHRISTEL: Really?

 

SUSANNE: And that’s not all! One of the nurses – an old school friend of mine - told me quietly that they’ve been given orders to prepare for the “defeat of the counter-revolution”. She said it’s not clear what injuries they will have to deal with, so they’re ready for both impact and…and firearms injuries…They’re going to provide extra blood supplies apparently…

 

Christel:    What?

 

Susanne: Christel – I would never have thought it – that it would come to this - a workers’ state attacking the workers…

 

CHRISTEL: So it looks like they’re going to copy the Chinese after all – I can only hope that these rumours aren’t true…

 

SUSANNE: Didn’t you hear what happened to those demonstrators in the Karl Marx Square at the weekend?

 

CHRISTEL:    No..,

 

SUSANNE:    They were beaten with truncheons!

 

CHRISTEL: I’m going to call Volker’s work place. When he finishes his shift, he can go and pick up Daggi and Thilo and come and meet us here. Then we’ll all go into town together.

 

SUSANNE: Are you sure, Christel?

 

CHRISTEL: Of course I’m sure. Why do you ask?

 

SUSANNE: It’s just that…the people I overheard talking at the hospital…some were talking about going into town but spoke of arranging for only one adult in their family to go in case something happens Maybe you should consider…

 

CHRISTEL: No, we’re all in this together. We won’t be bullied.  We’ll face anything there is to be faced as a family – there’s no other way.

 

*****

CHRISTEL            Meanwhile, in Berlin, the Leipzig professor Walter Friedrich, is making a call on his old friend - the senior government official, Egon Krenz.

 

 

Scene 4

 

GOVERNMENT OFFICES, BERLIN

 

FRIEDRICH:            Good morning. May I see Comrade Krenz, please?

 

ASSISTANT:            Do you have an appointment, Professor Friedrich?

 

FRIEDRICH:            No, but I must see him urgently. It’s really a matter of life and death.

 

ASSISTANT:            (With an expression of curious surprise) One moment, please. I’ll see what I can do.

 

FX:                              DOOR OPENS

 

ASSISTANT:             He will see you. Please go in.

 

FRIEDRICH:              Ah, Good Morning Egon.

 

KRENZ:            Good morning, Walter. This is a surprise. How may I help you?

 

FRIEDRICH:            (Agitated) Egon, I’ll get straight to the point. No blood must be allowed to flow today in Leipzig. The party really has to learn to live with an opposition. Comrade Honecker should resign…if only you knew how panic-stricken people in Leipzig are – every day the rumours grow stronger that something will happen to stop the demonstrations! Egon, things have been relatively peaceful up to now! Will it really come to it that people may lose their lives?

 

KRENZ:            Walter, thank you for taking the trouble to come and inform me about this. I take your concerns on board. You may be a little tired from your journey? I’ll arrange for you to have some top quality coffee! But I’m sorry, I have to go now. I’ve some urgent business to attend to. Erich is receiving a senior Chinese government official later on.

 

FRIEDRICH:            Chinese? I hope it’s not to get any tips as to how to go about tacking a protest! Very well, Egon, but please take note of what I’ve said and pass it on!

                       

KRENZ:                      Goodbye Walter!

 

FX:            DOOR OPENS AND SHUTS. THEN OPENS AGAIN.

 

ASSISTANT:             Comrade Schabowski wishes to see you.

 

SCHABOWSKI:                        Morning, Egon! Who was that?

 

KRENZ:            That was an old friend of mine from Leipzig, Günter. He came to talk to me about the situation there. He thinks that Erich should resign.

 

SCHABOWSKI:            Erich isn’t listening to anyone right now. He’s angry about being preached to about reforms.

 

KRENZ:            He said he’s no need of Gorbachev’s reforms – he said that they were dangerous, because he was in Moscow recently and saw shops with lots of empty shelves.

 

SCHABOWSKI: Ah. Re-structuring in the Soviet Union is bound to carry its problems. But then again, Erich’s easily fooled in his old age. Doesn’t he realise that there were always empty shelves to a degree – they just kept them hidden from him before! Now they don’t -  It’s called glasnost.

 

KRENZ: It’s clear that if people here were just worried about what’s on the shelves, they wouldn’t be leaving. This is 1989, not 1945!

 

SCHABOWSKI: True! I do still see a parallel with the end of the war, though – the way people were shouting, “Gorby, Gorby!” yesterday, it seems that they want the Russians to liberate them all over again…

 

KRENZ: Ha, Günter, you have a wicked sense of humour! There are many things that are clearly wrong. We know they need fixing. Let’s talk more about this again later on.

 

FX: FADE OUT OF SCENE

*****

 

CHRISTEL:    Back at my office, Volker and Thilo arrive.  

 

Scene 5

 

AT CHRISTEL’S OFFICE

 

CHRISTEL:    Isn’t Daggi with you?

 

VOLKER:       No, she wasn’t at home.

 

CHRISTEL:    I wonder where she is?

 

MARTINA: Mrs Kunz, I think I might know.

 

CHRISTEL: Do you, Martina?

 

MARTINA: Daggi didn’t want anyone else to know about this, but it’s time to come clean. She and I were together yesterday, but we went into town. We went to take a look around there.

 

SUSANNE: Take a look? Don’t you realise how dangerous that might have been if there’d been another load of problems with a demonstration?

 

MARTINA: I thought it might be dangerous – it was the first time for me. But Daggi’s already an old hand. She’s been down there just about every Monday since the demonstrations started last month. She said she would come down to light a candle, like she’d seen other people doing. Then she would watch from the sidelines…

 

CHRISTEL: She didn’t tell us about this!

 

MARTINA: She…she was afraid what your reaction might be…

 

CHRISTEL: And dead right she should be! I’m sure she could have been arrested, just for looking!

 

VOLKER: Or investigated by the Stasi!………..

 

MARTINA: She was concerned about getting mixed up in it, because at first she thought it would just be people who were demonstrating because they wanted to leave the country. But people were shouting, “We’re staying put!” She says that the violence against the demonstrators has got worse week by week. The police have become more and more brutal in their treatment of them. But all the demonstrators seemed to want is peaceful dialogue with the government and for the New Forum group to be officially recognised.

 

SUSANNE:            So what happened yesterday?

 

MARTINA:            We didn’t see anything particular happening. But as we were passing the university, we saw something quite amazing Some Russian soldiers were asking some students (in a Russian accent): “Do you want some boom-boom for your demo?” I don’t know if they had any ammo to hand – but they were offering help to an anti-government protest!

 

CHRISTEL:            Goodness, where are we living now? Would the Russians really help out with such an action?

 

VOLKER:            So that explains why she was so sure last night that Gorbachev wouldn’t support Honecker!

 

CHRISTEL:            Oh yes

 

MARTINA:            The demonstrators wouldn’t take armed help from the Russians, of course. They’re fully committed to keeping things peaceful. But I wanted to tell you all this to explain that Daggi must already have gone into town now. Once you said you were going too, I felt I just had to tell you…

 

SUSANNE:            You’ve done the right thing, darling. But promise you’ll never do anything like this again without telling me first!

 

MARTINA:            Okay mum. I’m sorry. I didn’t want you to worry. I was scared myself.

 

SUSANNE:            Whatever we do now, we do it together. A family, like Christel, Volker, Thilo and…I only hope that Daggi will be alright…

 

CHRISTEL:            It looks like our daughters are braver than we are…it’s made me all the more determined. Let’s go!

 

VOLKER:            (In a worried tone) Are you sure want to got into town today, darling?

 

CHRISTEL:            For sure, we’re both going - and we’ll be taking Thilo as well.

 

VOLKER:            No, it really wouldn’t be…

 

THILO:            Yeah, dad, let me go too!

 

VOLKER: But Werner and Michael have been deployed in the workers’ task force -  Werner told me about it. It sounds like they have orders to take action…

 

SUSANNE:            Wait, look out the window – you can get a good view and see anything that’s happening before we set out.

 

CHRISTEL:            Good idea – oh look over there – there are soldiers with tanks and water cannons. Then I can see rows of police with riot shields, truncheons and helmets!

 

Susanne:            This may sound strange, but I don’t fear any of them. I fear for what’s happening to my country, I fear for the future of our children.

 

Christel: I can see that. (Quietly) Still, let’s hope we aren’t going to walk into a bloodbath…

                       

SUSANNE: Can you see that banner those people are carrying over there? It says, “Just as we demonstrate today, we will live tomorrow”. Christel, for years we’ve been working for the outcome of the party’s motto: “Just as we work today, we will live tomorrow”. I want to know if workers will ever live even half as well as those officials on high. That I really would like to know.

 

EXT

 

FX: SOUND OF FOOTSTEPS LEAVING, OFFICE DOORS CLOSING. LOTS OF PEOPLE WALKING, TALKING. GENERAL STREET NOISES., BUT NOT LOUD 

 

Volker:       It’s eerily quiet out here.

 

CHRISTEL:    Yes, the atmosphere seems…tense.

 

THILO:            Dad, I’m scared!

 

VOLKER: Don’t worry son, just stay with me! Let’s head for the main railway station! And keep an eye out for Daggi, everyone!

 

MARTINA: I’ll keep looking, but there are so many people!

 

SUSANNE: Yes, it’ll take a while to get down to the railway station.

 

FX:                  STREET SOUNDS FADE OUT AND IN

 

CHRISTEL: Well, here we are – the railway station at last!

 

STASI OFFICIAL: You might have misjudged the situation, bringing two young people here!

 

VOLKER: What do you mean? Look at that – he’s turned round and gone!

 

SUSANNE: He just disappeared into a part of the crowd over there. Are you thinking what I’m thinking?

 

VOLKER: Yes, he was Stasi, for sure!

 

CHRISTEL: Tsh, keep your voice down, Volker!

 

MARTINA: Look over there!

 

SUSANNE: Oh hell!

 

CHRISTEL: What? I can’t see!

 

SUSANNE: A line of policemen, charging this way!

 

FX: SOUND OF DISTANT SCUFFLING

 

MARTINA: They’re not that near any people yet…but they’ve stopped!

 

VOLKER: Looks like they’ve been called back!

 

SUSANNE: What can they do against this volume of people?

 

Volker: This all looks ominous. I wonder where Werner and Michael are, and what they’ll be doing right now…

*****

 

CHRISTEL:            In fact, Werner and Michael told us their story later on…this is what happened…we join them as they approach the police station where they had been ordered to report. 

 

 

Scene 6

 

POLICE STATION IN THE CENTRE OF LEIPZIG

 

Werner: So Michael, this is it. As were told back in September, ‘Day X’ would take place this month. They said they want us “to make a proper job of it”.

 

MICHAEL: Werner, calm down. You know we’ve discussed this in our unit already – orders versus conscience.

 

WERNER: Yes, we were unanimous, essentially, at least - we’re ready to carry out the obligations of our oath. – to protect establishments and the life and the health of people. But we also know that we’re not prepared to be used to hinder discontented citizens of the German Democratic Republic. Let none of us forget that!

 

MICHAEL: We’ve arrived – here’s our appointed rendez-vous for deployment…

 

WERNER:     Okay, let’s take a look around.

 

MICHAEL:     Just follow us, everyone!

 

FX:            SOUNDS OF RUSTLING, SCUFFLING, MARCHING, RUNNING.

 

WERNER                                           (Whispering): Michael, have you noticed, there’s no Party leadership here.

 

Michael:                                          Of course not – they’ve just left it to us workers to save the republic on our own!

 

Werner:     Save it?  But from whom?

 

Michael: I don’t know, Werner. It’s chaos here. Look at all those police officers running around. Hey you (turning to a policeman) - we’re from the workers’ task force. Any idea what’s happening here? (Pause) Hey, he’s not answering me. (Pause) What’s up with you?

 

Policeman: (Angrily) Leave him alone, will you? He’s not talking to anyone right now.

 

MICHAEL:     Woh, sorry! I didn’t know!

 

POLICEMAN: (sighs) It’s okay, just step over here with me, I’ll explain. (In a low voice) You see, he has strong views about needless violence, but he was one of us police deployed on Saturday when he was ordered to use a water cannon against peaceful demonstrators. He used it, but made sure it didn’t do any more than trickle on people. Today, though, we’ve been told that we must obey orders or we’ll face court and prison. Our officers have told us that if the truncheons aren’t enough, then we must use pistols. So I asked them, “What if there are children among the demonstrators?” and I was told, “It’s bad luck for them”.

 

MICHAEL: How can they expect this from you?

 

WERNER:     What are we coming to?

 

POLICEMAN: A lot of us are just trying to take our minds off it – finding something to do in the police  club kitchen – any excuse not to go out there. I keep thinking – my wife could be among the demonstrators. Will I have to shoot her?

 

MICHAEL: How do they expect you to think of such things?

 

WERNER: That’s more than shocking. And can you tell me why policemen who are ready for duty are all wearing old uniforms?

 

POLICEMAN: The water cannons are being used again – this time with colouring liquid to mark out the demonstrators. They want to spare our new uniforms from being stained. If I were you, I would take your unit and just quickly make yourselves scarce.

 

MICHAEL: Sounds like a good idea to me!

 

WERNER: What do you say, the rest of you?

 

TASK FORCE: (In general assent): We’ll go. People may need our help. We may need to protect property…

 

WERNER: And you, Michael? What’s the matter? You’re trembling!

 

MICHAEL: If the rest of you are all going, I’ll go too. But I was just thinking about what that policeman was saying – many of us are husbands…and…and fathers too…Why are we being forced to make such decisions?

 

WERNER: I don’t know, Michael, I don’t know. I just ask that you come with us only if you feel able.

 

MICHAEL: I’m with you.

 

WERNER: If you’re sure… let’s go, everyone!

 

EXT

 

FX: Sound of crowd walking NEAR  them.

 

Crowd : (Shouting) Filthy swine! Communist pigs! Traitors to the workers!

 

Werner: Traitor to the workers? That I am not. I have never betrayed a worker.

 

Michael: I know, Werner. For what it’s worth, I’ll always back you. Even in the most difficult times you’ve stood up for us.

 

WERNER: Look at me now, though! Am I doing right by all of us, Michael?

 

MICHAEL: Each one of us came to his own decision. (Pause). If it’s any comfort, it looks like those who were shouting just now were just a minority of trouble-makers. Look -  most people are demonstrating peacefully.

 

New Forum Member: Here, have a leaflet.

 

Werner: Thank you. So tell me, what do you New Forum people stand for, exactly?

 

New Forum Member: We desire honest reporting in the press. We think a discussion involving all groups is necessary – the government and party leadership are ignorant of the issues of those emigrating and of the problems here.

 

Werner: Yes, I agree – there should also be a clear airing of the economic situation. We all know what it’s really like in production here right now…

 

New Forum Member: So, are you going to let us through, or truncheon us down?

 

Werner:     We’re against the use of truncheons.

 

New Forum Member: No violence! We agree! See you, my fellow citizens!

 

Michael: Well, this has been an eye-opener, Werner! We came here believing we might be dealing with a mob – but look at them!

 

CROWD:       We are the people! We are the people!

 

Werner Indeed – so are we! Michael, there’ll be no more deployments like this for us. I’ll report back to our superiors tomorrow…

 

CROWD:       No violence! Join in! Gorby, Gorby!

 

*****

 

CHRISTEL:                                        In another part of Leipzig, at the church of St Nicholas, Bishop Hempel, the bishop of nearby Dresden, is talking to a pastor when he gets an unexpected call from a local party official.  

 

 

Scene 7

 

THE CHURCH OF ST NICHOLAS

 

Bishop Hempel:                What’s happening here, pastor Führer?

 

Pastor FÜHRER:            The church is filling up – the pews are almost all occupied!

 

BISHOP HEMPEL:            But it’s only just after two! The prayers are not due to start until five!

 

PASTOR FÜHRER:            Yes, but these are not regulars – they’re Party members!

 

Bishop Hempel:                         Well, we say we’re open to everyone!

 

Pastor FÜHRER:            Even those who’ve been sent here! I wonder what the big idea of all this could be?

 

BISHOP HEMPEL:            Pretty obvious, I should think. Occupy the pews and prevent other people coming in.

 

Pastor FÜHRER:            I’ll make sure I keep the gallery closed until the last minute, anyway.  

 

Assistant:            Bishop Hempel, there’s a ‘phone call for you from the deputy chairman of the local council.

 

bishop Hempel                         Hello?

 

Reitwein             (On ‘phone):            Bishop Hempel? It’s Reitwein here!

 

bishop Hempel:             Dr. Reitwein – please, I ask you earnestly to ensure that no violence is used against the demonstrators even if the demonstration itself becomes violent!

 

Reitwein:            I will do my utmost, Bishop, but on your side, I ask you in the church to calm the situation. Just take a megaphone and ask the demonstrators in the church and outside it to go home. They’ll listen to you. Then we would be willing to hold negotiations with, say, twenty of them…

 

BISHOP Hempel:            I would be willing to do that, Dr. Reitwein. It’s just that the church is currently full of people who aren’t church members. Under the current circumstances it would therefore be impossible, I’m sorry…

 

FX:                                                      Sound of crowd whistling and booing

 

CROWD:            Stasi out!  Gorby, Gorby! We’re staying put! We are the people!

 

BISHOP Hempel:            I don’t know if you can hear that…but if you’ll excuse me now, Dr. Reitwein, I have to prepare to visit some other churches. Goodbye!

 

FX: FADE OUT OF SCENE

 

Later, outside the church

 

FX:            CLOCK CHIMING, hustle and bustle of crowds

 

Daggi:            Four forty five! Wow, I’ve been hanging around for more than two hours!

            Hi, I’m Daggi. What’s your name?

 

EVA:                           Eva. Pleased to meet you, Daggi.

 

DAGGI:            Great to meet you too! You know, when I arrived at two thirty, that sign was already out there.

 

EVA:            Which sign?

 

DAGGI:             That one there – it’s a bit difficult to see from here – it says “People, no senseless violence – brace yourselves - leave the stones alone”. There was also a sign saying that the church was full already….

 

Eva:             I wonder who’s in there then? The peace prayers aren’t due to start for another fifteen minutes! There’s Pastor Führer!

 

Pastor FÜHRER:                      You can come into the gallery!

 

DAGGI:            Oh that’s good! We can get in after all!

                        My parents don’t know I’m here. But I think they’ll be alright about it.

 

Eva:            They may be alright about you coming here – but have you thought how worried they’ll be with all the rumours flying round?

 

Daggi:                      What - about the orders to shoot us?

 

Eva:               Yes.

 

INT

Inside the Church

 

Daggi:                         What have you heard then?

 

FX:            SOUND OF PEOPLE SETTLING DOWN IN THE CHURCH AND WHISPERING.

 

Eva:            Well, I arrived from Halle this morning – the train was about three quarters of an hour late as usual – and went to attend my seminar at the university, which had already started. Then a senior lecturer came in and told us expressly that we weren’t to come into the centre of town as there were reports of orders to shoot demonstrators and the university didn’t want to lose any students! What a thing to say! I wondered, would it be like China - would I be run over by a tank? One thing was clear – if it came to shooting, then I wouldn’t live here anymore. I would leave the country, or I would die. They told us that class was dismissed for today. I went outside and saw small aeroplanes flying overhead. I imagined columns of tanks…and a soldier approaching me with a rifle pointing and a contorted face, shouting “Get over there, you swine!” (Pause) I’d heard that reservists from the factories would be drafted in to give support to the police. My brother has recently joined the reservists. Supposing he’d been standing in front of me then, with a weapon in his hand…?

 

DAGGI:            Goodness Eva…What awful things to thing about! How you must have felt! But look at this flyer – it’s been passed to me since we came in the church. Look! It says: “We are one people…Party and government must be made to face their responsibilities for the current serious situation. But today it is up to us to prevent a further escalation of violence – our future depends on it”.            

 

EVA:            Let’s leave it now. There’s pastor Führer – the prayers are about to start…

 

FX:            Pastor’s voice fading in and out of prayer.

 

Pastor FÜHRER:            There are now some concluding words from our Bishop…

 

BISHOP Hempel:            Blessed are the poor in spirit

                        For theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

                        Blessed are those who mourn

                        For they shall be comforted.

                        Blessed are the meek

                        For they shall inherit the earth.

                        Blessed are those who hunger and thirst after righteousness

                        For they shall be filled.

                        Blessed are the merciful

                        For they shall obtain mercy.

                        Blessed are the pure in heart

                        For they shall see God.

                        Blessed are the peacemakers

                        For they shall be called the children of God.

                        Blessed are those who are persecuted for righteousness’ sake

                        For theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

 

                        In the spirit of our prayers, I would urge you all to be restrained in your every action! Go in the peace of Christ!            

 

EXT

 

Outside the Church

 

FX:             SOUND OF BUSTLING CROWD. DOGS BARKING

 

CROWD:            (Shouting) Now it’s sta-har-ting! No violence! We are the people! Gorby, Gorby! We’re not hooligans!

                        (Some of the crowd singing): We shall overcome, we shall overcome, we shall overcome some day. Deep in my heart I do believe, we shall overcome some day. 

 

Daggi:            Let’s go… I respect the Bishop’s request but the demonstration has already started out here…imagine – they stuff the church with party members and all this lot outside who couldn’t get into the church have already got going!

 

EVA:            Hey Daggi - look, there’s a whole cordon of police over there. They look like they’re armed to the nine pins.

 

FX:            Sound of singing of ‘Internationale’ in background during next six lines of script:

 

CROWD:                   (Singing) People, hear well the signal!

                        Arise to our last fights!

                                    The Internationale

                                    Will strive for human rights…

 

Eva:                           I’m going over to talk to them.

 

Daggi:                      Eva, be careful!

 

Eva:                           The pastor is still just behind us, look!

                                    Hello, Herr Policeman!

 

Policeman:                        You’re no counter-revolutionaries!

 

Eva:                           Talk with us!

 

Pastor FÜHRER:            What else can they do – they can’t possibly act against a crowd of so many thousands of people!

 

CROWD:                   (Singing) People, hear well the signal!

                                    Arise to our last fights!

                                    The Internationale

            (particularly loudly) Will strive for human rights!

 

FX:            BURST OF RADIO MUSIC TO INTRODUCE LOUDSPEAKER TRANSMISSION.

 

Voice:            Citizens! Professor Kurt Masur, Pastor Dr. Zimmermann, cabaret artist Bernd-Lutz Lange and the secretaries of the regional party leadership, Dr. Kurt Meyer, Jochen Pommert and Dr. Roland Wötzel address the following appeal to all the people of Leipzig!

 

Masur:             Our common concerns and responsibility have brought us together today. We are affected by the development in our town and seek a solution. We all need a free exchange of opinion about the continuation of socialism in our country. Therefore those named promise all citizens to apply all their power and authority so that this dialogue is not only carried out in the region of Leipzig, but with the government itself!

 

FX:            Spontaneous applause breaks out in the crowd.

 

EVA:             Masur, the music director at the Gewandhaus concert hall! But with the support of the local party leadership – now that is something! Well, it now looks for certain like we’re not going to be shot at!

 

In another part of town

 

CHRISTEL:            Meanwhile, we were in another part of town. We could tell there was something official coming over the loudspeakers but we couldn’t hear it. Alarmed, we were wondering what it could be.

 

FX:            SOUND OF CROWD AND LOUDSPEAKER

 

VOLKER:            Whatever it is, they’re playing it over again. But as far as I can see, people seem to be totally calm. There was even some applause! Look over there – there’s Werner! (Calls) Werner! You’re still on duty!

 

CHRISTEL:                Don’t call out – go over!

 

VOLKER:                   Come on, everyone!

 

WERNER:                 Volker, Christel! Who’s this with you?

 

CHRISTEL:            This is my work colleague Susanne and her daughter, Martina…but Daggi hasn’t been with us at all. We don’t know where she is!

 

WERNER:            I’ll see if there’s anything I can do to find her. But there’s been no violence at all. So I’m sure she’s safe. 

 

CHRISTEL:            Thank you, Werner. Such a relief to know.

 

SUSANNE:            I heard you were with a workers’ task force.

 

WERNER:            Yes, that’s right.

 

SUSANNE:            Could you tell us what was happening just now? We couldn’t hear what was being announced over the loud speaker!

 

WERNER:            That was Professor Masur – and he spoke with the support of local party officials – they’ve agreed to dialogue! What’s more, a few minutes ago, the police received an order from on high that they should let the demonstration through and stand down! So I left my post and came to join the crowds! Do you see what’s happened? The people have defied the power of the state!

 

VOLKER:            Werner, you’re trembling…maybe it’s time to go home…

 

WERNER:            (surprised) Go home?

 

CHRISTEL:            Yes Werner, you look tired! It’s getting late now…

 

MARTINA:            And I am so exhausted!

 

VOLKER:            We all are!

 

THILO:            We’ve walked such a long way!

 

CHRISTEL:            I know darling…

 

WERNER:            There’s a brave lad! Do you want to go home?

 

THILO:            No!

 

MARTINA:            We have to find Daggi, anyway!

 

CHRISTEL:            Yes, but how are we going to find her?

 

VOLKER:            I don’t know what everyone’s hanging around for. But all I can see is people, as far as the eye can see, their clouds of breath wafting under the street lamps….

 

SUSANNE:            I hear laughter, too!

 

WERNER:            Autumn in Leipzig…the dead leaves are fluttering down from the trees. What a day, my friends, what a day!

 

FX:            CROWD SOUNDS FADE

 

*****

 

CHRISTEL:            So what were the state leaders doing in their government offices in Berlin? Egon Krenz went to speak with our leader, Erich Honecker.

 

 

Scene 8

 

Seat of Government. Berlin

 

KRENZ:            Good evening Erich. Tell me, how did the talks with the Chinese minister go?

 

HONECKER:                                     Very well. I voiced my support for him, and said we can both draw lessons from the counter-revolutionary insurgency in Beijing.

 

KRENZ:            I’m glad the meeting was…productive.

 

HONECKER:                                     Tell me one thing, Egon – just because our Soviet neighbour changes the wallpaper, it surely doesn’t mean that we have to do it as well?

 

KRENZ:            Maybe not, Erich. But I must speak to you urgently. I’ve had Hackenburg, as head of operations in Leipzig, on the ‘phone awaiting final orders. They’ve already stood down temporarily and are now asking for confirmation of the non-engagement policy. I’ve also got the national people’s army chief of staff Streletz here to see you. He has something to show you.

 

ARMY CHIEF STRELETZ:            Comrades Honecker, Krenz and.. Comrade Schabowski – you’re here too!

 

SCHABOWSKI:            Good evening, Chief of Staff Streletz.

 

ARMY CHIEF STRELETZ:            Good evening. We’ve some footage of today’s events in Leipzig. There’s no sound, but I would like you to view it. As you can see, there have been huge crowds this time..

 

KRENZ:            Comrade Hackenburg of the local party secretariat had detailed plans in place to prevent the counter-revolutionary gatherings…

 

SCHABOWSKI:            But he could not have reckoned on such crowds!

 

ARMY CHIEF STRELETZ:            Yes, an estimated seventy thousand.

 

HONECKER:                                     (Pause) Couldn’t you just have your tanks ride through them? That would disperse them!    

 

ARMY CHIEF STRELETZ:            With all due respect, Comrade Honecker, all male citizens of our republic have undergone compulsory basic military training. They would therefore know how to stop a tank –  you just drape something like a jacket over the observation slit…

 

HONECKER:                                     In that case, round up the ring leaders!

 

KRENZ:            All police intelligence passed to me indicates that no such thing as ‘ring leaders’ can be identified, Erich. The demonstration lacks organisation – it appears that people just turned up…

 

HONECKER:                                     Ah. (Pause) But what’s this I hear about three local party officials being involved in making an autonomous announcement?

 

KRENZ:            Meyer, Pommert and Wötzel. I believe their desire to avoid violence was sincere, but they exceeded their remit by suggesting that there could be dialogue with the demonstrators…er…insurgents… at national level.

 

HONECKER:                                     How dare they! I condemn such an action! They are splitting the local party government and will be disciplined for this!

 

KRENZ:            As you wish, Erich. But I need your advice. I promised  to return Comrade Hackenburg’s  call immediately.

 

HONECKER:                                     Do as you see fit, Egon. I don’t approve of a stand-down, but tomorrow’s another day in the eternal life of our beloved republic. We shall see the end of this ridiculous nonsense, whatever happens.

 

FX:            SOUND OF DOOR CLOSING

 

SCHABOWSKI:            What will you do, Egon?

 

KRENZ:            I shall do what I have to do. I shall confirm the non-engagement policy. There’s no moral justification for violence. I’ll call Hackenburg back right now.

 

*****

 

CHRISTEL:            So the decision was finally made – well after the biggest illegal demonstration in the history of the German Democratic Republic had already taken place. The top secret Stasi report was succinct: “The measures prepared to prevent and disperse the protest were, due to developments, not applied”. Our day of triumph had come. But the day was not yet over. In the twilight, we still looked for Daggi. Fortunately, she’d had the good sense to call in on her grandmother…

   

Scene 9

 

HOME OF FRAU RICHTER, CHRISTEL’S MOTHER

 

FX:            sound of door opening

 

FRAU RICHTER:            Hello Daggi! Where are your mum and dad? And Thilo?

 

Daggi:            I wasn’t with them.

 

FRAU RICHTER:            You were alone? That shouldn’t have been.

 

DAGGI:            Not exactly. I made a new friend – a university student called Eva…

 

FRAU RICHTER:            Well, you were just like me – I was out there too –I didn’t make any new friends, though. But I wouldn’t have missed it.

 

DAGGI:            Really?

 

FRAU RICHTER:            Yes, I’ve only just got back myself. Would you like a drink? I’m just making some coffee.

 

FX:            SOUND OF CLINKING CHINA

 

DAGGI:            Yes please. So tell me about it. Where were you?

 

FRAU RICHTER:             Well, I’m not in the habit of going to unofficial demonstrations. In fact, I don’t like going out at all lately. All my clothes look crumpled as I’m still waiting for my broken iron to be repaired. It’s been three months now…Anyway, I stood outside the St Nicholas church during the prayers for peace…

 

DAGGI:            Really? Eva and I were inside!

 

FRAU RICHTER:            You got in? They appeared to have filled up the place with party comrades – there was an overspill of them in the church courtyard as well. I think the idea was that they would usher people away. But their presence just seemed to liven things up, inflaming the mood of the demonstrators outside the church…everywhere was full of people!

 

DAGGI:            Yes, it was crazy when we came out of the church as well!

 

FRAU RICHTER:            Then slowly the crowd pushed towards the Karl Marx Square and I went with it. There didn’t seem to be any leader, any determined route or plan. But when we got there we heard Masur’s speech – that was reassuring – and people who were about to march off were calling “Join in!” so I did – quite spontaneously. …..

 

Daggi:            Wow, grandma, we were in that area too. We must have been quite near you!

 

FRAU RICHTER:            Well, after that, the stream of people I joined passed by the Stasi building. There was a smell of burning and suddenly I heard someone shout, “Turn round, turn round!” I was scared, and allowed myself to be helped over the barrier. It reminded me of that moment I saw on western TV when people were storming over the fence at the embassy in Prague. Luckily it was a false alarm this time. I looked at the steps of the Stasi building – people were lighting candles there, right at the feet of the guards, who were staring motionless into space.  Some people jokingly called out to them, “Join in!” but still kept a respectful distance from them!

 

Daggi:            That would have been something, if the guards had gone with you! Eva and I didn’t go that way…

 

FX:            KNOCK ON THE DOOR

 

FRAU RICHTER:            I’ll just go and answer that…

 

FX:            SOUND OF OPENING DOOR

 

FRAU RICHTER:            Oh hello Christel – Volker – Thilo…Daggi’s here!

 

CHRISTEL:            Daggi! You’re alright! So that’s really a happy ending to a happy day!

 

DAGGI:            Have you all been in town too? I didn’t mention I was going because…

 

CHRISTEL:            I know…Martina told us everything. She and her mum were with us, but they’ve gone home now. Please don’t be angry with her. She could tell how anxious we were with this order to shoot…

 

DAGGI:            It’s true. I didn’t think about it so much…

 

VOLKER:            It’s good that we thought we’d be best off stopping off here first. It’s taking forever for the crowds to disperse out there

 

THILO:            There’s something else that we found out from Martina - that you’d been a sneaky secret demonstrator already!

 

DAGGI:            Oh shut up, Thilo…

 

CHRISTEL:            Thilo, really, maybe Daggi should have told us, but that is water under the bridge now.

 

DAGGI:            If you think I’m alone, maybe you should hear grandma’s story then…

 

CHRISTEL:            (Surprised) Mum, you weren’t out there too, today, were you?

 

FX:            KNOCK ON DOOR

 

FRAU RICHTER:            Yes, I was…Who could that be now? Go and put the TV on if you like…while I’m answering it!

 

FX:            SOUND OF OPENING DOOR

 

DELIVERY MAN:            Frau Richter?

 

FRAU RICHTER:            Yes…

 

DELIVERY MAN:            Delivery for you from the People’s Electrical Goods Servicing Company. Your iron – fully repaired!

 

FRAU RICHTER:            Well, there’s a miracle to top all miracles!

                        Can you imagine, no more creased clothes!

 

DELIVERY MAN:            I was given it to deliver today, but, as you can understand, I was rather held up…so glad to have been able to return it to you at last!

 

FRAU RICHTER:            Well thank you! Goodbye!

 

DELIVERY MAN:            Goodbye!

 

FX:            SOUND OF DOOR CLOSING

 

CHRISTEL:            It seems like the whole of Leipzig was out on the streets today! I feel today that we, the people, are incredibly powerful. We’ve taken courage and made the government retreat. Surely things can never be the same again. Spring has at last arrived in the middle of our Leipzig autumn!

 

DAGGI:             I hope so, mum.  But it might be slow - no sign of change yet! We’ve just been watching TV!

 

VOLKER:            Do you know what they had on the news? Pah! Some stuff about the “latest successes with the building of socialism in Leipzig”.

 

FRAU RICHTER:            Never mind. They’re sure to cover these events on western television tomorrow…

 

CHRISTEL:            And so they did. – we could see that some of the scenes showed the area we’d been in. Some oppositional journalists had been standing, with a camera, hidden from view, on top of a nearby church. They’d risked imprisonment to get the pictures to the west. 

            (Pause) How did our story begin? It began with boredom. Just as boredom had driven people to leave, the struggle that began on the 9th October was conducted out of boredom alone. We discovered that it was possible for us to overthrow the government.

 

MUSIC: EXTRACT FROM ‘TILL EULENSPIEL’S ‘LUSTIGE STREICHE’ BY  R STRAUSS

 

            Professor Kurt Masur, who made the radio announcement appealing for peace that day, went on to conduct in the Gewandhaus in the evening. Strauss’s ‘Till Eulenspiegel’ created the right atmosphere.

 

MUSIC: ANOTHER EXTRACT FROM ‘TILL EULENSPIEL’S ‘LUSTIGE STREICHE’ BY R STRAUSS

 

            Later in the concert, he conducted the orchestra for ‘Symphony number two in D-major’ by Brahms. The audience were deeply moved ……the longing for harmony.

 

MUSIC: EXTRACT FROM SECOND ADAGIO FROM BRAHMS’S SYMPHONY NO. 2

 

            New Forum, which was finally legalised the following month, was deeply grateful to Masur for his action. He and the others became known as the ‘Leipzig Six’. The three party officials involved were criticised but kept their jobs. On October the 18th, Honecker resigned the state leadership and was replaced by Krenz.

 

FX: SOUND OF CROWDS SHOUTING:

CROWD: What do we want? Democracy! When do we want it? Now! Democracy! Now or never!

 

CHRISTEL: The Monday demonstrations continued and gained momentum as the weeks went by. On November the 9th, the Berlin Wall fell.

                        In Leipzig, people turned their attention to the hated Stasi, and demonstrations passed by their HQ, the ‘Runde Ecke’:

 

FX: SOUND OF CROWDS SHOUTING:

CROWD: Runde Ecke, House of Horror, make it a museum tomorror! 

 

CHRISTEL: In early December the Stasi offices at the Runde Ecke were occupied by ordinary people, breaking the power of the hated spies forever. And finally, the following year, the two Germanies were united….  But Volker and I, and our children, will always remember one date, and one date alone. The 9th of October 1989 – the day the people spoke – the day that changed Germany.

 

MUSIC:            RECORDING OF ‘WE SHALL OVERCOME’ BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN  

 

© Bohemia-Place.net 2009

For information about using this play, please contact me.

 

Home Up Schoolday Memories More of that Jazz Let Me Live The Sunflower Coronation Chicken The Tribute Concert Vicki Moore One Vision The Day That Changed Germany