Into the Arms of Strangers: Stories of the Kindertransport
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Our schooI happened to be just opposite
on the street where the synagogue was.

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l was dragged out
with the stream of children.

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Everybody went to the playground...
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...to watch these flames.
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And suddenly somebody said:
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"´There´s a Jew!
Let´s throw her on the fire as weII! "´

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l don´t know how l got home.
l still don´t know today how l got home.

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And when I got home
my mother was absoIuteIy shocked.

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My father had been arrested.
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My father was quite an outspoken person.
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When they came to Buchenwald...
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...and they took away
all the men´s braces and shoelaces...

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...he protested and said,
´´You can´t treat these old people like this. ´´

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So they made an exampIe of him.
They beat him to death...

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...in front of everybody...
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...in order to instiII terror and obedience.
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They offered us my father´s ashes
in return for money...

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...and eventually the urn came.
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And we buried it in the Jewish cemetery.
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Of course, whether it was his ashes,
one never knows.

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We heard loud banging
on the door downstairs...

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...and so my aunt, my mother and l...
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...ran up into the attic.
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We were hiding
in an old wardrobe up there.

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And I do remember feeIing
as though I had spent my entire Iife...

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...in that wardrobe.
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And I aIso remember
whispering to my mother:

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"´I want to get out of here,
and not just out of this wardrobe...

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"´...I want to get out of Germany."´

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