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Björn-Peder Schmid’s Story of the Action

Before

By the time we were ready to enter our cars, it was dangerously late. It could mean we would have to work through the first light of dawn, which, even though silence is the most important consideration, still felt risky.

During

We managed to get as close to the barn door as we had hoped, which had seemed impossible a moment beforehand. It felt good now. The farmer’s house seemed as sleepy and quiet as any in the middle of the night, which meant we could now begin. I opened the car door, brought out the toolbox and placed it next to the barn door. To my great pleasure, I noticed the key to the barn was left in the lock. Nothing would stop our action now. I opened the door and proceeded to unload the boxes from the car, two at a time until the car was empty.

By the door I pulled my slipcovers out of my sleeve, and carefully put them over my shoes. Inside the hen farm I adjusted my safety mask and headlamp, and also put on rubber gloves. It was time to move. I opened the first cage, pulled the bars carefully aside and firmly grabbed the first hen. This time was different from my first action, because I now entered expecting the stench and heat. Despite the dead hens around me, the psychological stress factor was less severe compared to my first action, perhaps because these hens had some of their plumage intact. We packed the boxes according to our preconceived pattern, and after some time I traded duties with my group member. Moving quickly, I picked boxes from the pile, two at a time, opened a box, removed the lid from the food dish. For each new hen I received I opened the lid quickly and closed it again. Once the boxes were full, I stacked them carefully on the other side of the door. Shortly thereafter my group member and I traded places again. I accidentally removed a hen from a cage we had already been to, and it felt unreal and cruel to have to place the hen back in her cage. After some time we were almost done. Two empty boxes remained, and once we had filled them I moved for the exit.

I stepped outside and tried to breathe some fresh, cool morning air for five seconds before we started moving boxes again. It never seemed to end. The cargo space seemed huge compared to the small boxes, and all I wanted was for everything to be done with so we could start driving the hens towards freedom. Shortly thereafter the boxes were all stacked inside the vehicle, and I went to staple the letter for the owner and staff onto the door. Click! No, more like Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! The sounds echoed through the silence. I shoved the safety gear into a plastic bag along with the other members’ gear, and got into the car. My chest was on fire. As long as no one in the house awoke, everything would have gone as planned.

Afterwards

When we had driven unnoticed a few hundred meters from the house the whole group started to shout, cries rarely heard these days, true cries of joy! Whaaaaa!

Björn-Peder Schmid

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Åsa-Maja Augustsson The Rescue Service
c/o Westerberg
Språkgränd 41 3tr, SE-907 33 UMEÅ
SWEDEN
Pg: 112 98 26-2 (account for donations)
info@raddningstjansten.org

Contact: Åsa-Maja Augustsson
Phone: +46(0)709-695378



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