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Memories

955: 28 People Hiding In The LoftRivka ReichWe thought going to Auschwitz would be just hard labour. But my father was different. He thought we must escape...
961: Having My RevengeWilly FieldI was a refugee from Nazi oppression. I wanted to have my revenge & I had my revenge. That was a wonderful feeling...
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...
967: Fitting InHella Pick CBEThe other pupils must have known I was a refugee. I became a Girl Guide & we were performing something & I was an African chief...
968: How To Talk Without CryingIda SkubiejskaEverybody was killed in Auschwitz: my parents, my sister, all my uncles, aunts & cousins. Absolutely everybody except my other sister & my cousin...
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...
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...
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...
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...
982: Not Dwelling On ThingsGerta RegensburgerI have no feelings & not many memories. I’m not a very retrospective person. It always amazes me that so many people remember...
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...
999: The Caretaker & His DaughterMiriam FreedmanAt night time, the caretaker used to bring us food. We sat there, never able to talk, no toys or books or anything. Things becoming all the time worse...
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