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925: Finding Something Good In EverythingUrsula GilbertMy father always used to find something good in everything. He'd say: ‘Things are not so bad. We'll get through it.’ Until the very last day...Read Full Memory
935: Starting To SpeakMala Tribich MBETalking about my experiences was a very gradual process. Before no one was talking & no one asked...Read Full Memory
936: Why It's Necessary To Talk & WriteSelma van de PerreI didn’t speak at all the first 30 years! To anyone or anything or myself. It was in 1975 with the opening of the Ravensbrück Memorial...Read Full Memory
954: Arriving In AuschwitzJudith SteinbergWe were put in a big school hall, we were all sitting on the floor with a rucksack. They said we are going to go to work...Read Full Memory
964: The Next Thing Is We Were GoneRuth EdwardsI 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...Read Full Memory
969: No One In My SituationLia LesserIn 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...Read Full Memory
971: Equalising What HappenedDr Charlotte FeldmanThey used to demonstrate in the street below us. They used to shout, ‘Jews to Palestine!’ I had a very happy childhood...Read Full Memory
972: Discovering My Brother Was AliveMala Tribich MBEOne 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...Read Full Memory
973: The Puzzle & The BlanksJacques Weisser BEMI should've delved more into it, asking questions. But most of the time after the war I wasn't with my father...Read Full Memory
974: How To RecoverSusan Pollack OBEIt took a long time for me to strengthen my own needs. I made a friend & she made a very big, deep impression on me. A shared nightmare...Read Full Memory
976: Coming To England Alone Aged 5Hannah WurzburgerIt's a bottomless pit. So absolutely appalling. Children are so vulnerable. Especially when they're separated from their family...Read Full Memory
979: Sitting Through ThatBronia SnowMy parents always discussed everything. But not a word was spoken about my going to England. So I found myself one fine day...Read Full Memory
981: 4th of the 4th, 1944Jack CynamonMy first recollection is aeroplanes in the sky in Brussels. One morning the sky was full of aeroplanes. There must have been 60...Read Full Memory
987: Father's DeportationBetty BloomUnfortunately, at 6am, there was a knock on the door & two Gestapo officers marched in & arrested my father...Read Full Memory
988: Getting Up From The DustIvor Perl BEMI was only 12 when I was taken to Auschwitz. I feel very, very hurt that I haven’t got many memories of my family...Read Full Memory
994: Grass Snakes At The BeaconLilly LampertAll 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...Read Full Memory
997: My Mother & FatherTrude Silman MBEMy mother is a question mark. I know she survived ‘til 1944 because we used to get the odd occasional 25-word Red Cross letter, but then it stopped...Read Full Memory
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