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956: Getting To Grips With It
Gerti Baruch
On Sundays in Vienna my father used to take me to Café Siller, along the Promenade. He used to read the paper...
961: Having My Revenge
Willy Field
I was a refugee from Nazi oppression. I wanted to have my revenge & I had my revenge. That was a wonderful feeling...
963: Experiencing Antisemitism
Stella Shinder
I had a little umbrella with red stripes. A little schoolmate of mine said, 'Is that the blood of German babies that the Jews are killing?'
964: The Next Thing Is We Were Gone
Ruth Edwards
I was on the train and saw my father crying. That made me cry. My mother said, perhaps she doesn't want to go. I said, yes, I do want to go...
967: Fitting In
Hella Pick CBE
The other pupils must have known I was a refugee. I became a Girl Guide & we were performing something & I was an African chief...
969: No One In My Situation
Lia Lesser
In 1939, my father married again in Prague. His wife was called Ola & she was a seamstress. When she came out of Auschwitz she got in touch...
971: Equalising What Happened
Dr Charlotte Feldman
They used to demonstrate in the street below us. They used to shout, ‘Jews to Palestine!’ I had a very happy childhood...
972: Discovering My Brother Was Alive
Mala Tribich MBE
One day I got a letter from my brother Ben. We were in this stately home with all its beauty, I opened it, I read it & was so excited...
976: Coming To England Alone Aged 5
Hannah Wurzburger
It's a bottomless pit. So absolutely appalling. Children are so vulnerable. Especially when they're separated from their family...
977: The Cruel Guardian
Maria Ault
My first guardians were fine. But when we were evacuated we stayed with a very, very, very, very bad person who used to hit us...
978: Hitler On The Loudspeakers
Simon Jochnowitz
I remember Hitler on all the loudspeakers everywhere. You couldn’t escape it. I remember being in bed & saying “Oh I can’t sleep, I can't sleep...
992: Chickenpox
Bridget Newman
I was stuck. Then one day, the doorbell rang: a Gestapo. He came in, he was really rather nice. He had white hair & a big, white moustache...
994: Grass Snakes At The Beacon
Lilly Lampert
All I know: I wanted to come to England to be with my sister Gertie. I didn't know I wasn't going to see my parents again...
998: Red Oaks Boarding School
Ruth Jackson
I was led upstairs to an empty dormitory & told that the very end bed was mine & I should have a bath & come down to tea. I felt miserable...
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