Murder of Children

  • I was going to do a piece on Nora Italiaander. She would have celebrated her 80th birthday today, but she was murdered on June 4,1943 in Sobibor. She was just aged 2. The picture above is of her death notification issued on the 11th of June 1947, 4 years after her death. But like Nora…

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  • One thing I only thought of today. On September 26 1940 there was a ban imposed on all Jewish newspapers in the Netherlands, with the exception of ” Het Joodsche Weekblad” the Jewish weekly. I always found that strange, why didn’t they ban all newspapers? Then today I cam across the story of Edmund Plesser…

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  • I wish I could explain why this 15-month-old girl was an enemy of the state, but I can’t. I wish I could explain why this 15-month-old girl was an enemy of the French state, but I can’t. I wish I could explain why this 15-month-old girl was an enemy of the French state controlled by…

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  • I Am

    I am a child I am innocent I am a daughter I am a primary school pupil I am a young girl I am a human being I am human I am a child with a whole future ahead of herself I am a potential future painter, decorator, dentist, neurosurgeon, homemaker, artist, musician, dancer, actress,…

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  • Just a happy girl

    Just a happy girl without a care in the world. Nor should she have any cares or worries. Her job is to be a child, go to school, do homework but most of all to be a child. At a desk with a peaceful picture of grazing Frisian cows behind her, Maybe they ere the…

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  • One Teardrop

    One teardrop rolls down my face when I see your smile. I don’t know why because I have never met you. Yet I feel a profound sadness to know that this smile will never be seen again. One tear rolls down my face when I read you were murdered aged 4 or 5. Then I…

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  • Four Innocent Lives

    This picture really upset me, it comes from an album from the National Monument of Camp Vught. When I saw the picture first I thought it was a family picture of 4 siblings. But these kids are not related, it appears to be a staged picture taken at  Vught Concentration Camp But that is not…

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  • Children

    The aspect I find hardest to reconcile is the Holocaust’s horrific assault on children—the calculated murder of innocents. It’s an atrocity I will never fully comprehend. Some might argue that the Nazis didn’t target children specifically because they were young, but rather because they—or their parents—were deemed members of so-called dangerous racial, biological, or political…

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  • You Didn’t Have To Do It

    You didn’t have to do it. You didn’t have to kill me. You didn’t have to do it—you wanted to. You didn’t have to do it, but you hated me and didn’t think twice. You hated me, why? You hated me because someone told you to hate me. Were you that stupid that you couldn’t…

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  • My Wonder Child

    There is a beautiful Irish song, written and composed by Jimmy McCarthy, called “My Wonder Child.” Below is part of the song text. “This child he means the world to me There is no more enchanted A child can take this place of ruin And magically enhance it.” This really applies to every child ever…

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