The text of the letters below, are the innocent words of an 11-year-old boy, The contents seem harmless enough, not complex at all, but with childish wisdom.
However, put in the context of the time the letters were written, it makes the text devastatingly heartbreaking, with no coming back.
Dear Mommy,
How are you? I got your two letters. I’m healthy. Now you don’t have a stomach ache any more. Mommy, I think you need bread. I’m going to Block 3. I have just enough for myself now. OK, so don’t worry about me. Mommy, when the Army Clothing Depot (A.B.A) was working, were we 3 better off? Hopefully, we’ll all be together soon. When I have bread, I’ll send you some, you know that I will, mommy.
Mommy, I know what it means to live on the allocations. Mommy, please send me some writing paper. That’s why I haven’t written. Our block is going to be gassed. [He means fumigated.]
“Mommy, I kiss you, give my regards to Paula. Soon we will be cooking potatoes again in Sewing Workshop 5.
The letter was written by Siegfried Rapaport in 1944 to his mother while he was imprisoned in the Stutthof concentration camp.
In Stutthof, Siegfried was separated from his sister and mother, but they managed to stay in contact by letter.
The letters are written with sincerity and a sense of hope that can only can come from a child. But his hopes were never realized. Siegfried was murdered in 1945 during a death march from Stutthof. His mother died of typhus about two weeks after liberation. Paula, who survived, gave the letter to her sister Varda, who later passed it on to Yad Vashem for safekeeping.
Sources
https://www.europeremembers.com/stories/106/liberation-of-stutthof
https://training.ehri-project.eu/b02-siegfried-rappaports-letter-stutthof-his-mother
https://www.yadvashem.org/gathering-fragments/stories/bread.html
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