Andrzej Czajkowski
We are publishing Chapter One of Andrzej Czajkowski’s manuscript “Autobiografia”. We have entitled this chapter “Saint Monika’s Wardrobe” (in the English original, this chapter is entitled: “1942”). Andrzej Czajkowski’s “Autobiografia” was written in English and translated into Polish by Paweł Szczawiński – trans. note. How long was I sitting in this wardrobe? Seven weeks? Two […]
Ludwik Brylant
Ludwik Brylant is presented by Katarzyna Meloch I was a rascal My name is Ludwik Brylant. I was born in Warsaw on February 3, 1933. My earliest memories, the kind which made a mark on my life when I was a child, date back to 1938, when my parents split. I was 5 years old […]
Irena (Agata) Bołdok (2)
[We are publishing two memoirs by Irena Bołdok. The second one can be read by selecting “Irena Bołdok (1)” in the “memory” tab] Conversation with Katarzyna Meloch IRENA (AGATA) BOŁDOK: My name is Irena Bołdok, née Likierman. I am a member of the Association of Children of the Holocaust in Poland. During the war, after […]
Ada Boddy
My sister, Renia Szymańska, has written about our life during the occupation. Her memoir was published in the second volume of Children of the Holocaust Speak. Renia wants me to complete her account with what I remember. But I don’t remember much… We’re standing, our mama Genia, Renia, and me, at the edge of the […]
Lea Balint
My life began when I was 12 years old, on the day when a ship chock full of a crowd saved from the Holocaust unloaded its human cargo onto the shore in Haifa. We were welcomed by a heavy rain, but it soon stopped and the sun broke through the clouds and promptly dried out […]
Barbara Asendrych
Interviewed by Ewa Koźmińska-Frejlak EWA KOŹMIŃSKA-FREJLAK: How did you find out about your Jewish origin? BARBARA ASENDRYCH: I should start by saying that after my father’s death, my mom became very active. She established foreign correspondence, and packages started arriving (I never learned from whom or why). These packages helped me a lot. They included […]
Anna Maria
I, that is, the generation of 1940, born in the Reich, right next to the border with the General Government. We lived at Mrs. R’s, probably the best person I’ve even known. She took in a young couple, a Jewish woman and a goy, when his family had turned their back on them. She took […]
Wanda Ziemska
I look into my childhood as into a very dark well. I recall things I had long ago erased from memory, because one cannot live with such baggage. I have decided, however, to note down what has remained and emerges from obscurity into my consciousness, because I owe it to the people who helped me […]
Krystyna Zielińska
My ten-year-old sister, Sabina, and my younger sister, Lunia, age six, were already born. My parents wanted to have a boy, so they tried once again . . . and I came into the world. Father, hearing the news, simply ran out of the clinic. He already had an army of females at home! In the […]
Bronisława Wajngarten
It is with greatly mixed emotions that I approach the writing of my story, of my t ragic life. Yet I have the hope that in this way perhaps someone will find me and I will not be so lonely and a total orphan for the remaining days of my life, to the very end.I […]