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Danon Dr Jakov - Jadovno 1941.

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you to pass through the concentration camp and after that just go straight and when you see<br />

the first house this is my parent’s house. They will receive you." It occurred as she said.<br />

I was scared passing through the concentration camp and I saw the long line of woman<br />

escorted by the Ustashes towards the ferry in Gradina. I saw also that bareheaded men were<br />

passing at the edge of the road, in a line one by one, who appeared and disappeared at once.<br />

When I approached I saw the board and underit large and deep hole filled up with the people<br />

in the flame. Scared to the death I passed two check points with automatic rifles and after I<br />

passed the last bunker I ran as fast as I could over the abandoned meadows and fields and<br />

broke into the first house and after a while I understood that I was in the right place. The<br />

house was next to the concentration camp, near the Sava River and in the night we couldn’t<br />

turn the light on and each sound echoed far away.<br />

In Košutarice we used to climb up over the broad panel, to the attic window to see<br />

where these strange sounds and screams come from what we heard every night. One night<br />

we saw in the twilight a group of women and the Ustashes who ordered them to sing. Nigh<br />

time, the moonlight and Ustasha again orders: "Sing" and one of them sings: "The Gypsy girl<br />

walks, walks in the water and Ustasha takes out the heart, takes out, takes out my heart, your<br />

child will cry" (Note: literal translation of the song). Then the scream and moan was heard<br />

and the Ustashe knifed and killed them and the other women cried as they had their own<br />

children and could see what will also happen to them. Scared to the death we couldn’t come<br />

down from the attic, we again returned and saw that after the women, the men came, who<br />

started to scream and cry more than women did. This was the scream spread deeply in the<br />

night and which was hard to be heard, and not to mention when it was seen.<br />

Soon, I felt a stomach ache and she took me at the Doctor in Novska. He told this was<br />

appendicitis. He proscribed me some medicines and said that if it didn’t stop I might have the<br />

appendicitis what have to be operated. We again headed toward Jasenovac and I still felt<br />

the pain. Brother of the woman, who took me in the street from the Ustashes, turned towards<br />

hospital which was placed in abandoned Serbian houses, which served for the treatment of<br />

their family members only. After they left me in hospital, they immediately went back. I was<br />

alone and waited in the bed with a large lamp above me. Some people came and asked "How<br />

are you feeling girl". I answered I felt well and that I could go home. They said: "We can’t<br />

allow you to go, as it is night time". One large man, walked with the chains on his legs, (they<br />

all had chains on their legs). When they walk the chains resounded. When he passed above<br />

me, put a mask on my face and I slept. Later on I found out that these Doctors were the Jews<br />

and that I was operated by <strong>Dr</strong> Vilko Klajn with his sister Olga. I was in hospital for a while<br />

and the old man Mato was concerned. I told to these doctors who I was and they were<br />

surprised. "All of us thought you must be an Ustashe’s child, and if we knew that you are<br />

from that house we will allow you to go out within three days".<br />

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Buđa Jela, 2009

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