Tag Archives: František Hrudka

Family • Photo Restoration • 52 • Mamička • Farm

• Introduction by Eva Dusil • Editing by Gabriel Dusil • 2014 November

• The first two years of middle school were hard on me. We learned about farming, agriculture, and how to work the land. But my studies had little to do with animals, and that demotivated me. I was immature and undisciplined. It also aggravated my teachers, and subsequently upset my mother. She frequently had to come to school to smooth things over. I was bored with sitting in class when all I wanted to do was be on the farm. By the third year I found my calling since we were finally allowed to spend time on the school’s farm. I loved to be around the horses. I befriended one of the shepherds and many of the farmers. I was in my element, but quickly learned that the horses were not bred for the aristocratic activities that I had imagined. Instead, once they were mature they were sold to co-ops for farm labor.

• One summer my father kept pestering my mother, asking why I was spending so much time on the farm. He didn’t know what I was doing, or even if I was lying about my whereabouts. Most teenagers my age spent their days at the city pool. I did as well, but then went to the farm in the afternoon. By this time my father had retired. My mother eventually had enough of his nagging and told him to go see for himself. So he dressed up elegantly and accompanied me on this one and only visit to the farm. It was the closest he had ever come to such a grassroots lifestyle. When we arrived he talked to the farm employees and I showed him how I taught a mare to kneel, rear up on her hind legs, and kick on command as I tickled her rump. He was amused and it satisfied his curiosity. Then he watched as I disappeared into the distance on my dappled horse. My father had an excellent sense of humor so it became a running joke, among family and friends, that his daughter was more interested in four legged animals than the two legged kind.

• Mamička

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• Digital Photo Restoration

 5 minutes 41 seconds

71.Dec - Bampton · Eva Dusil (gallbladder surgery)
71.Dec – Bampton · Eva Dusil (gallbladder surgery)
72.Jul - Orlando · Eva & Gabriel Dusil (Disney World)
72.Jul – Orlando · Eva & Gabriel Dusil (Disney World)
78.Oct - Kitchener · Eva & Vaclav Dusil (Octoberfest)
78.Oct – Kitchener · Eva & Vaclav Dusil (Octoberfest)
74.Dec.24 - Burlington · Stefan Kende & Eva Dusil (dinner)
74.Dec.24 – Burlington · Stefan Kende & Eva Dusil (dinner)
74.Dec - Burlington · Eva & Alica Dusil (bedroom)
74.Dec – Burlington · Eva & Alica Dusil (bedroom)
73.Sep - Brampton · Gabriel & Eva Dusil (1st day of school)
73.Sep – Brampton · Gabriel & Eva Dusil (1st day of school)
73.Dec - Burlington · Eva & Gabriel Dusil (Kwanas skating)
73.Dec – Burlington · Eva & Gabriel Dusil (Kwanas skating)
91 - Burlington · Karol, Inchy & Eva Dusil (guitar)
91 – Burlington · Karol, Inchy & Eva Dusil (guitar)
95.Dec.24 - Burlington · Gabriel, Eva & Alica Dusil (christmas)
95.Dec.24 – Burlington · Gabriel, Eva & Alica Dusil (christmas)
99.Sep.25 - Prague · Eva & Gabriel Dusil (wedding ceremony)
99.Sep.25 – Prague · Eva & Gabriel Dusil (wedding ceremony)

 


71.Dec - Bampton · Eva Dusil (gallbladder surgery, premiere pro)

Education • Photo Restoration • 25 • Mamička • University

• Introduction by Eva Dusil • Editing by Gabriel Dusil • 2014 November

• Those years were quite hard on me – frequently falling in and out of love, and ending up with a broken heart. I’d go skating in the winter with my friends. My oldest brother Csaba would chaperon me to Sunday afternoon tea dances. He was my confidante in matters of the heart. On Sunday evenings I would stroll downtown with my girlfriends and flirt with the boys. I was still horseback riding but by the time I reached the end of middle school my commitment in riding weakened as love interests occupied my time.

• In my teens, I didn’t apply myself. I graduated from middle school with slightly better than average grades. My next step was submitting my application to veterinary college. University education in my country was free and everyone had their own motivation. For me it was clear – I loved animals. But for others it was either parental pressure or they wanted to avoid military duty. Entering university was effective in postponing civil service – reduce it to only six months compared to a standard two year service. Getting into university was less about grades, and more contingent on who your father knew. The system was corrupt and everybody knew it. A consequence of this corruption was a lackadaisical attitude towards education. It wasn’t something that was openly discussed but we felt it subconsciously.

• With my father’s help I was accepted into the University of Veterinary Medicine and Pharmacy in Košice. Although I had a passion for animals I also had to work the system to get accepted to university. From the moment I entered higher education my sloppy attitude towards studying ended. I was stimulated by my surroundings, and proud to be a university student. I attended lectures regularly, even though they weren’t compulsory. I loved anatomy and immensely enjoyed dissecting animals in the lab. I recall on many occasions leaving the lab with blood up to my elbows. I studied parts of the body thoroughly, and it never ceased to amaze me that every little bump, groove, or elevation had a Latin name. Latin was also one of our courses, and continues to be the foundation of communication in medicine. That also helped me when I later learned English. My favorite professor was František Hrudka. He taught Histology and made the subject fascinating – a characteristic that I can’t extend to the other professors. Another favorite of mine was the world famous anatomy professor, Peter Popesko, whose anatomical atlases were used in the University of Guelph. The education system in Czechoslovakia was very different from the West. Most exams were oral. If the professor was in a bad mood, or was having personal problems at the time, it would have an adverse affect on how he conducted the exam. If he had some reservations or personal dislikes towards you – because you didn’t attend his lectures – it would negatively reflect on your final mark – or he would just fail you. We were hostages to the emotional roller coaster and personal biases of our professors.

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• 7 minute 22 second

72 - Brampton · Vaclav Dusil (Veterinarian, surgery)
72 – Brampton · Vaclav Dusil (Veterinarian, surgery)
72.Jan - Burlington · Eva Dusil (Veterinarian, black lab)
72.Jan – Burlington · Eva Dusil (Veterinarian, black lab)
74.Jan - Oakville · Eva Dusil (Veterinarian, Trafalgar Animal Hospital surgery)
74.Jan – Oakville · Eva Dusil (Veterinarian, Trafalgar Animal Hospital surgery)
74 - Burlington · Valeria, Stefan Kende & Eva Dusil (Veterinarian, surgery)
74 – Burlington · Valeria, Stefan Kende & Eva Dusil (Veterinarian, surgery)
75 - Burlington · Eva Dusil (Veterinarian, examination)
75 – Burlington · Eva Dusil (Veterinarian, examination)
75 - Burlington · Vaclav & Eva Dusil (Veterinarian, examination)
75 – Burlington · Vaclav & Eva Dusil (Veterinarian, examination)
75.Jun - Burlington · Vaclav & Eva Dusil (Veterinarian, examination)
75.Jun – Burlington · Vaclav & Eva Dusil (Veterinarian, examination)
78 - Burlington · Eva Dusil (Veterinarian, surgery)
78 – Burlington · Eva Dusil (Veterinarian, surgery)
79 - Burlington · Vaclav Dusil (Veterinarian, surgery)
79 – Burlington · Vaclav Dusil (Veterinarian, surgery)
89.Jul.7 - Burlington · Eva Dusil (Aldershot Animal Hospital)
89.Jul.7 – Burlington · Eva Dusil (Aldershot Animal Hospital)

72 - Brampton · Vaclav Dusil (Veterinarian, surgery, premiere pro)

 

Family • Photo Restoration • 23 • Dusil • Emigration

• Introduction by Eva Dusil • Editing by Gabriel Dusil • 2014 November

• In my third year of veterinary studies, Prague Spring began. It was January of 1968 and Alexander Dubček was at the forefront of the reforms. Some of the leaders rallied behind him, wanting to give communism a human face. It felt like fresh air was blowing though the country. We began to lift our heads in hopes of a better future. The older generation was cautious but everyone else was optimistic. Eight months later the Soviets decided they had enough and sent 200,000 troops to clamp down on our aspirations. One month after that Warsaw Pact Invasion my son, Gabriel was born.

• Soon after the invasion, a mass exodus began. We decided to leave everything and everyone behind. In October 1969 I was supposed to begin my fifth year of veterinary studies. We fled the country instead. This was only possible because of the general chaos during those few months. There were relaxed procedures in the government agencies responsible for issuing travel visas. My parents were devastated by our plans, but still supported us. Vašek and I assured my mother that I would finish university, but we had no idea how we would fulfill that promise. First and foremost we had to focus on survival and take care of our baby. We believed that as long as we had two healthy hands we would survive.

• There was no looking back. Our flight took us through Paris, where we spent nine weeks waiting for approval to immigrate to Canada. Coming from an authoritarian regime, we thought we had to choose a province. With pressure from the immigration officer, we chose Saskatoon, Saskatchewan because they had a veterinary college. She encouraged us to choose an agricultural province. On the 9th of November 1969 we arrived in the beginning of a freezing cold winter. We met other Slovaks including my favorite professor from Košice, František Hrudka. He had also immigrated! By this time he was lecturing at the University of Saskatchewan. The people we met were supportive and ready to help us, but I felt lonely. Vašek was gone most of the day looking for a job and I was left alone with Gabriel, and nobody to talk to.

• On one occasion a local Slovak family invited us for dinner. I told them I wanted to continue with my veterinary studies. “Well, you’ll be the only female veterinarian in Canada” was their reply. Suddenly I felt that we came to some backward country. But I soon realized that they didn’t know much about veterinary medicine. It was true that there were few women in the profession, but I didn’t lose hope. Meanwhile, back home my mother listened to criticism that all her sacrifices had been wasted, and that I didn’t finish my studies. After ten long days in Saskatoon, we realized that we were in a free country, and could go wherever we wanted. The layers were shedding from the repressive regime we left. We were no longer prisoners of the state. We contacted Manpower and with their help we moved to Toronto, Ontario to join my brother-in-law, and his family. Within a few days we were happily reunited and I was surrounded by family. We lived together in a rented house, attended English language classes together. Vašek worked part time at a car wash with his brother. We took turns babysitting, while the other attended English lessons. Vašek was also studying for his provincial veterinary exams which he passed without difficulties.

• Postscript by Gabriel Dusil

Today commemorates the 46th anniversary of our arrival to Canada.

Home - Signature, Gabriel Dusil ('12, shadow, teal, Gab)

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 6 minutes 14 seconds

 

69.Oct - Paris · Eva, Gabriel, Erika, Sona, Roman Dusil
69.Oct – Paris · Eva, Gabriel, Erika, Sona, Roman Dusil
69.Oct - Paris · Eva & Gabriel Dusil
69.Oct – Paris · Eva & Gabriel Dusil
69.Oct - Paris · Eva, Gabriel, Erika, Roman, Sona Dusil
69.Oct – Paris · Eva, Gabriel, Erika, Roman, Sona Dusil
69.Oct - Paris · Gabriel Dusil
69.Oct – Paris · Gabriel Dusil

• Postscript from Eva Dusil • 2014 October • Here is my cute son, Gabičko. He had his first birthday in Paris. During our stay in France, you had this red sweater with a leather front.

 3 minutes 38 seconds

70 - Toronto · Vaclav, Gabriel & Eva Dusil (grocery shopping)
70 – Toronto · Vaclav, Gabriel & Eva Dusil (grocery shopping)
70 - Toronto · Eva, Gabriel & Vaclav Dusil (kitchen)
70 – Toronto · Eva, Gabriel & Vaclav Dusil (kitchen)
70 - Toronto · Eva & Gabriel Dusil (Slavo Sykorsky's house)
70 – Toronto · Eva & Gabriel Dusil (Slavo Sykorsky’s house)
73.Aug - Burlington · Vaclav Dusil (house)
73.Aug – Burlington · Vaclav Dusil (house)
73.Aug - Burlington · Vaclav Dusil (front door)
73.Aug – Burlington · Vaclav Dusil (front door)
73.Jun - Burlington · Vaclav, Eva & Gabriel Dusil (Veterinarian, Aldershot Animal Hospital sign)
73.Jun – Burlington · Vaclav, Eva & Gabriel Dusil (Veterinarian, Aldershot Animal Hospital sign)

70 - Toronto · Eva & Gabriel Dusil (Slavo Sykorsky's house, premiere pro)