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Heute treffen wir Jule.
Jule lebt in einem alten Schulgebäude.
Viel Spaß beim Interview.
I’m called Juliane Kaindl, born Bauer, I am …
And how shall I continue?
Our house, it was located outside, so to speak, in the prairie.
We didn’t have any neighbors. Our father was a brick-layer and he
got some land from his brother-in-law, and he built a house there.
And it was very nice really, because we were free in a way
that we never would have been living in the village.
I climbed trees with the boys.
Climbing trees. I could do that …
But every day I …
My …
My mother couldn’t buy me any bloomers, like
“Interlock” and so on, because they wouldn’t …
The others also just …
The other trousers also just lasted one day or so and then they
got a hole, just because I was with the boys in the trees and …
I was with the boys a lot. But what I was really
afraid of was the cattle. There was a farm nearby.
And in spring-time the ponies broke out there and they
came to where we lived, planted themselves there …
Mostly six or seven horses and I was afraid of them.
And my whole life I didn’t dare to get near a horse.
My husband was a building- and craft-metalworker by trade.
He was trained in Landshut and he made
things for the “Landshuter Hochzeit Festival”.
And it inspired me so …
Well, then I just went with him into the barn.
And that’s where it happened and I became pregnant. But I
worked at “Caritas” (Catholic charity), as an outpatient nurse.
And when I told the priest that I was going to have
a child, he fired me without notice. Without notice!
I couldn’t get any help because if you were laid off without notice it
probably meant that you had gotten into trouble. Well, I had a child.
My God, today I’d get a divorce. But in those days it
wasn’t that easy. Divorce was something unique.
In any case, I was married to my husband for
too long. We also had fights once in a while.
Oh my, one time he said: “Just go to hell!” 
because I kept pressuring him.
And then, just before he died, he fell ill. He got Parkinson’s.
That’s when you tremble and you can’t walk anymore.
I fed him. I did everything for him.
He was glad that he had me. No one else
would have helped him, but I did.
I am only proud that I held on. That I didn’t let it get me down.
I didn’t out of principle.
But there is no need to be smug about it, I always thought.
