When the flood came, we ran inside and held the door. Then it rushed inside and we sat on the sewing-machine and prayed. We were pulled out of the window onto a little lifeboat. Our whole house washed away, our hens, sheep, goats, and pigs were taken away to us. Only one duck survived.
Smooth mud is everywhere.
On the floor, under linoleum, in the bed-room, as well as in wardrobes. A furnace in the kitchen stands sideways, walls are cracked, its stability is broken, and Mr. Buzinkay is afraid of the worst, because the whole building still sinks. Of course, also their house is not insured. The soldiers of the 73rd regiment of the Civil defense arrived at night. The legs of young soldiers reel and they lean on shovels.