Holocaust
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I had a dream last night. Why I had the dream, I don’t know, and I am not sure what it means, but it was a sad and beautiful dream, and that’s why I am sharing it. The dream was probably triggered by an article I read recently. The article said that the corpses of…
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++++courtesy of HSA-Holocaust Social Archive++++++++++++++++ She was the troubled daughter of the rabbi of Warsaw’s great synagogue; he was the son of a Polish Jewish leader. As neighbors they used to play together as children, but when they grew up, each went on their separate way. The leader’s son became a communist who fought in…
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Look into my eyes and will see mischievousness m you see the eyes of a boy who is playful. Look into my eyes and you will see no sorrows. Look into my eyes and you will see pure innocence. Look into my eyes and you will see no hate. Look into me eyes and you…
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Only the good die young, all the evil seem to live forever is a line from an Iron Maiden song, and there have been times where I thought this to be true, because I saw so many evil people living a long and prosperous lives. But thankfully ever now and then that theory is proven…
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I could write down the history of Bethrina Kooperberg but it is more poignant to use her own words to illustrate the person she was. The text is translated from Dutch and comes from a postcard and letter Bethrina sent from Camp Vught to her friends, the Van Beek family, dated 24 April 1943. “The…
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I don’t know what to think of this story. It is either bizarre or amazing, but probably a bit of both.It is a great indication how truly delusional Himmler was. In spring 1945 Himmler had already seen the light in relation to the progression of the war. It was clear to him Germany would lose…
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I can never understand hate. I can’t understand hating a human being I don’t know. I just can’t and I never will. I understand love I understand love but can’t describe that warm feeling when you are close to someone you love. I can understand that feeling when you look at a baby, so pure…
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Although he was born as Alexander Zwaap, for most of his life he would be known as Lex van Delden. He was a truly remarkable man, despite hardships he never gave up. He was born in Amsterdam on September 10, 1919, as the only child of Wolf Zwaap, a school-teacher, and his wife Sara Olivier-Zwaap,…
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What would I do? Or, how much courage would I have? These are questions that haunt me in relation to the Holocaust? Questions which are becoming more and more relevant these days. There was a time where I would jeopardize my life to defend my principles in relation to justice and the treatment of my…
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I often come across people who seek my advice. Not that I am counselor or a psycho therapist, I don’t qualify for any of that. But for some reason people know I have had a life full of experiences. They often tell me “life isn’t fair” and I sometimes reply £Life is not supposed to…
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