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Jewish Affairs - South African Jewish Board of Deputies

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JEWISH AFFAIRS ROSH HASHANAH 2012attended the same school and played togetherevery day. In 1938, things began to change. Shewas no longer allowed to go to school with herfriend, nor was she allowed to play with heranymore: She was a Jew! She could not understandthis. Before, they had just been two Polishschoolgirls who were friends.Next, the family had to move from their flatinto the Warsaw Ghetto. Her old flat overlookedthe entrance to the ghetto, their new home.Standing near the gate, she could see her old flatand sometimes catch a glimpse <strong>of</strong> her old friend.The ghetto became smaller and smaller and moreand more cramped. Soon she could no longer seeher old flat.She did not elaborate on what happened to herduring her confinement in the Warsaw Ghetto andafterwards, only saying that when she was finallyliberated, she made her way to New York. Becausethey were Belzer Chassidim, she said, they weretaken care <strong>of</strong>. One day in the market in Brooklyn,she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned aroundand looked into the face <strong>of</strong> her old friend. Theyembraced and cried, and then they went hand inhand to find a place to sit and talk. Her friendstayed near the market, so they made their way toher home. They spoke for hours about the goodold days before the war. The time <strong>of</strong> the ghettowas not discussed at all. Then her friend got upand went to a cupboard under the steps, returningwith a flat file.“This is for you. I drew pictures <strong>of</strong> what Icould see from my flat. I now know why I kept it.You must take it to prove what happened”.My friend’s mother wiped away her tears andasked me, “Could you use these drawings to teachwith, so no one would ever forget what reallyhappened?”When his mother left to take care <strong>of</strong> herhusband, her son gave me a mezuzah parchmentin a strange holder. It was made <strong>of</strong> a tin <strong>of</strong> sorts,the writing still visible, and was revealed to be thetop <strong>of</strong> a Canadian sardine can. It came from aDisplaced Persons camp, he told me. Could ithave belonged to his mother? I did not ask and hedid not enlighten me.Further research indicated that the Allies andthe Rabbis that helped in the DP camps broughtreligious items for the survivors - books, Tefillin,Talleisim and mezuzah parchments. When thesurvivors received the latter, there were no holders,so medical tubing was used to hold the parchmentand tin lids were shaped into holders.When I eventually arrived back at the hotel, itwas so late, I had to wake the guard to let me intothe reception, and my whole group was fast asleep.I hardly slept for the rest <strong>of</strong> those few earlymorning hours, so much was I looking forward tosharing this amazing story and show the threeprecious artefacts I had acquired.42

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