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Book on the Righteous - Jevrejska opština Zemun

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<strong>Righteous</strong> Am<strong>on</strong>g The Nati<strong>on</strong>s - Serbia<br />

Stories About The <strong>Righteous</strong><br />

The coachman hastened <strong>the</strong> horses. Disheveled and in<br />

tears, Hayria ran up to <strong>the</strong> carriage, got hold of <strong>the</strong> reins<br />

and, pressing her body hard to it, tried to stop <strong>the</strong> horses.<br />

“I w<strong>on</strong>’t let you take my child away,” she shouted while<br />

inside <strong>the</strong> carriage policemen held fast <strong>the</strong> weeping<br />

child.<br />

Visibly shaken by everything that he had witnessed,<br />

Josif took Stella to his own house. Stella would not eat<br />

anything; but when hunger eventually overcame her,<br />

she took <strong>on</strong>e boiled egg and ate it. They had to transfer<br />

her as so<strong>on</strong> as possible to Belgrade to a Jewish shelter<br />

for war orphans.<br />

Hayria cursed <strong>the</strong> neighbour who was resp<strong>on</strong>sible for<br />

Children, war orphans in Belgrade. By courtesy of Jewish History Museum in Belgrade<br />

her child’s removal. Had <strong>the</strong> neighbour kept quiet,<br />

Miradia would have stayed and spent her life with her<br />

sec<strong>on</strong>d mo<strong>the</strong>r. She swore to herself that she would find<br />

Miradia and bring her back home.<br />

“You have enough children as it is,” her enraged husband<br />

warned her. “Should you go now, d<strong>on</strong>’t ever come<br />

back again.”<br />

At <strong>the</strong> same time, Stella was admitted to <strong>the</strong> shelter in<br />

Belgrade. She would not speak to any<strong>on</strong>e. They washed<br />

her, changed her clo<strong>the</strong>s, but she refused <strong>the</strong> food <strong>the</strong>y<br />

offered her. She hid under a table, took <strong>the</strong> sec<strong>on</strong>d boiled<br />

egg and ate it. Although she was hungry, she wanted<br />

nothing from <strong>the</strong>se people.<br />

Stella was told stories in <strong>the</strong><br />

shelter, cared for by smiling<br />

nannies, all of whom encouraged<br />

her to join <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r children<br />

in <strong>the</strong>ir games. Nothing<br />

could persuade her to join<br />

in. She simply did not react<br />

to anything happening round<br />

her. Finally, <strong>the</strong> thought that<br />

Stella most probably did not<br />

understand what was being<br />

said to her came to mind.<br />

“Do we have a teacher from<br />

that part of <strong>the</strong> country”<br />

<strong>the</strong> Shelter matr<strong>on</strong> asked <strong>on</strong><br />

hearing Stella murmur some<br />

very strange words. “This<br />

child doesn’t speak Serbian.”<br />

Very quickly <strong>the</strong>y found<br />

a woman Partisan from<br />

Kosovska Mitrovica who<br />

was delegated to <strong>the</strong> Shelter<br />

for social work. The woman<br />

kept turning round <strong>the</strong> room<br />

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