By Naomi Samson
In 1942 German Nazis and varnish collaborators drove nine-year-old Naomi Rosenberg and her kinfolk from the city of Goray, Poland, and into hiding. for almost years they have been compelled to take safe haven in a move slowly area underneath a barn. during this stressful and relocating memoir, the writer tells of her terror and confusion as a toddler actually buried alive. Her relatives owed their survival to the reluctant and continually wavering aid of the barn vendors, gentiles torn among compassion for Naomi’s kinfolk and worry of a Nazi dying sentence if the kin was once came upon.
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And she and Juzefka built up the wall of hay and disappeared, taking the long ladder away. "Good," I thought. " That evening Mother and I worked diligently and quickly, pulling out hay in one area against the wall. We made a hole so that my mother could climb down the barn wall to go to Mr. Zlomainsky. She told me to be very quiet and not to answer anybody until she returned. Our signal would be for her to cough twice and then call, "Helena," which was now my official Polish name. This was the first time I had been left alone.
I asked once again. My mother was quiet for a long time. I looked at her face to see her expression. It was a dark night with few stars in the sky. The trees were tall and there were so many of them. They made me think of the German and Polish guards who had surrounded our hometown ghetto in Goray for the past three years. Suddenly, my mother spoke. "Listen to me, my child," she said. "We can't go on like this. We will either die of starvation and the animals will eat our flesh here in the woods, or someone in these villages will kill us.
I don't know, child. Don't ask so many questions. We are not supposed to question the Almighty. It seems he decided our fate. " Then Mother said, "We have to get into the forest, because these children's parents might drag us into town to be killed by the Germans so that they can collect a bag of sugar for each of us. " (At the time I couldn't quite comprehend what she meant, but it became clearer to me about three months later, while in hiding. We learned that my mother's only sister and her husband were found hiding, and they were brought into town tied up with rope for the Germans to kill them.
Hide: a child's view of the Holocaust by Naomi Samson