In the mid-1970s, my mother’s family lived in a village near the railway station. During the invasion, the station was located 10 kilometers from the front line of the Kursk Arc and was an important transport facility. By the next anniversary of the victory, the school announced the opening of the VOV museum and asked students to bring exhibits (helmets, empty ammunition).
My mother's house was just next to the railway, and the garden came out on the tranches left after the war. There, mother and sister and found exhibits for the museum - combat grenades. They brought home an entire box.
In the morning, they loaded full portfolios of grenades and carried them to school, to the museum. Not everything, only half the box. On the way to school, the sisters had to overcome the railways, and because the wallets were heavy to carry, they dragged them, tapping on the rails and stairs of the railway bridge. When the girls in the school museum unloaded a half-box of grenades from portfolios with the phrase: "We still have, we will then bring," the teacher assessed the situation.
The school was evacuated and a military commander was called. Military and a cargo car with sand arrived, grenades were taken away. He was taken from work and found out where the grenades were found. In that place, two other boxes of workers' combat grenades were found, which were taken by the military and exploded in the field. The soldier spoke very seriously with his grandfather, and his mother and sister were informed of the insecurity of their behavior with the help of the sickness. The collection of exhibits for the museum was stopped.