Mauerova family biography poems

On the morning of May 7, , in the quiet town of Kurim, South Moravia, Czech Republic, Eduard Trdy woke up to a bizarre sight.

The baby monitor he had set up in anticipation of his first-born’s arrival, instead, broadcast an image that would haunt his nightmares forever: a small, naked boy he did not recognize, his hands bound, playing with a roll of Scotch tape.

Eduard had woken up early to prepare for the unboxing of baby necessities, as his wife had gone into labour that morning.

The sight of the strange boy was startling, but what was even more disturbing was that he didn’t seem miserable — rather, he appeared to be playing as if it were just another day in his life. Assuming it was a technical glitch, Eduard left for work, but when he checked again six hours later, the boy was still there, still bound, and appeared to be eating something off the floor.

Terrified and confused, Edu