“I’ve noticed, that he rides to work earlier than he was supposed to, so he can park his car beside me, and when when I signed out at the end of the work day, he was waiting near my car. He insisted for us to go for coffee but I refused syaing that I’m busy. I’ve also noticed his car more often at my home, and after short time, I’ve figured out that he’s following me. He found all places where my friends live, because it is a small village.”
I’ve noticed that change already when I bought a car, and I could be independent. Asking about who I was talking to on a break. To who I gave a ride or with who I was returning. It was becoming more bold on his side with every month. He tried to tell me with whom I can or I shouldn’t talk at work. So I started to lightly explain to him, that I don’t need his advice, and that I take care of everything myself perfectly. But the situation grew much more serious.
All meetings ended with this, because I was in Poland, and after returning to work, on the second year of our acquaintance, innocent jokes started around us. Everyone was laughing when he joked that I will be his wife, but I let it out with my other ear, knowing, that he’s joking. After some time it began to be awkward, because his jokes startes to be less and less funny and pointed individually to coworkers, for example: “Do not stand beside her, do not ever park beside her.”
At work he often liked to start chatting. For the first year everything was calm, and I had friendly relations with him and his brother. We even had coffee and a cake with his brother on his name day (or his brother’s name day, I don’t remember precisely). I visited them three times during the first year, when he asked me to lend him some money, when he needed to repair his car. I was also at his birthday, but only for 15 minutes, because he saw me, and asked me from the balcony to come in, just for a minute.
He was also sometimes assigned by the manager, to explain to me how I am supposed to work, because I was a new employee. He was kind, polite, and patient. When he could, he was giving me and other workers a ride to work, when we were starting on the same hour. We came back from work also together. But before that, at the very beginning, we had a taxi for workers, which was taken away from us. At that time we were all giving each other a ride. To me he was a hard-working, and he didn’t like when someone was lazy. He seemed like a calm man.
I first met him when I started working in the same hotel. We have known each other for two years but it wasn’t a close acquaintance. We were from different environments. He had his colleagues and spent the time with them. We never went together anywhere and there was no romantic or sexual relation between us. For the first year Csaba was courteous man. He had a kind heart when speaking of his family.
We have few subjects at the school, only 3 lessons are allowed every day. There can be only 6 people in the class, so first come first served. There is a list of students, on which I am enrolled, and the list of waiting.
The prison also offers courses, that I am using.
At this time I hold about 10 certificates.
The subjects offered by the prison are computers (learning how to use them), kitchen (cooking one meal for yourself), jewelry (making, composing beads into jewelry), English language, first aid, carpentry, ceramics, welding of coloured glass, hand-sewing, leather works, cosmetics (painting nails, apllying creme), hairdressing (washing hair, drying, applying paint on the hair).
At 8:30 a.m. we’re unlocked. I wake up and get ready for school. First lesson starts at 9:30 a.m. until 11:00 a.m. – (15 minute break) – second lesson from 11:15 a.m. until noon.
At 12:30 we have lunch until 1:00 p.m.
The third lesson starts at 2:15 p.m. and lasts til 4:p.m. At 4:30 p.m. we’re having dinner and it’s the last meal, but every morning, from 8:30 a.m. until 9:00 a.m. we can ask for cereal and milk. At 5:30 p.m. until 7 p.m. I work in the library*. And that’s how my every day ends.
Every day looks exactly the same. I’ve made myself an everyday routine, which helps me.
*Information about Martha working in the library is no longer valid.