From the blog Subversive Writer:
In grade 2, I received my Red Scarf and became a Pioneer. I remember that day clearly - for weeks I practiced memorizing a poem about our Great Father Nicolae Ceausescu that I later recited flawlessly in front of the Pioneer Assembly. In grade 3 I was stripped of one of my pioneer medals because my mother was a political defector.
This excerpt comes from a post entitled Memories of My Communist Childhood - Growing Up Under the Red Banner The author goes on to tell about learning to shoot a rifle as a child, waiting in never-ending food lines, and the feeling of fear that was carried around by Romanian citizens during Ceausescu's reign. Also described is the tension among individuals in public, widespread scarcity of goods, constant uncertainty about the future, and the importance of accurately portraying the oppression and assault to human rights the period represented.