Liberating Holocaust
German tanks invaded Russian territory. The pleasant, summer day promising to wash the capital city in warm sunlight now is plunged into darkness-- chilling, petrifying darkness. My grandma's mother, Chira, who lives next door, bursts into her daughter Asya's apartment crying: "War!" My grandma's boys, Adik, seven, and Emil, four, seeing the terror in their grandma's eyes, start sobbing. Chira rushes to th"Asya, we need to leave the city," she turns to her daughter, my grandma. "I've heard what Germans do to Jews in Poland," she says in a lowered voice, pressing her grandsons closer to her for protection. My grandma, still in shock, folds her hands on her chest, trying to calm her racing ...
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sons. That right at this train station he is mobilized into the army and now is boarding another train, which will take him to the front-line, into the midst of the war, where he will fight for his country, for you and for his sons.
You also don't know that your hometown, Minsk, will be occupied by the Germans on the fifth day of the war and that you and your entire family-- parents, sisters, brothers, cousins, nephews and nieces-- will be stopped by German troops twenty five kilometers east of Minsk, and placed in the Ghetto. And inside this barb-wired horror camp you'll be kept worse than prisoners, like cattle, forced to do heavy labor till exhaustion, and often till death.
Nazis need strong people who are able to work, but my grandma's small boys, Adik and Emil, and her elderly parents, Chira and Gershe, are of no interest to them. So while my grandma is out working in the fields, they are taken to the gas chamber. Because they are useless Jews, they are killed, along ...
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Nazis win by killing the hope of my future. I wanted love and life to prevail, in spite of their un-G dly plans." She hugs me tightly and I feel her tears on my face. "I love you grandma," I whisper, "Thank you for staying alive." We sit in silence for a while, each possessed by our thoughts. She then tells me the story of her escape from the Ghetto.
On a fresh sunny day in early October, an older man on the horse and carriage from the local village enters through the guarded gates of the Ghetto. My grandma has been watching him for a few months now, as he brings flour, meat and milk into the camp. She notices when the carriage is left unattended. She has a plan to hide underneath the ...
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