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One day in the fall of 1943, I and my friend<br />

Dvoyre Lifshits, together with another Jewish<br />

youth, Mordche Meiterman (who lives now in<br />

the United States), found ourselves in the village<br />

of Zgoran. Someone there told us that in the<br />

surrounding area there were remnants of a Russian<br />

partisan group whose unit had been destroyed<br />

by the enemy. These remnants wanted to<br />

join another partisan group to continue the fight,<br />

but they did not know the area.<br />

When we heard this, we consented to bring<br />

them to the village of Krushnits to a family of<br />

farmers that had connections with the partisans<br />

in the neighboring woods. We succeeded in reaching<br />

the desired place in the village and were forced<br />

to remain with this family for a day until we could<br />

return to Zgoran.<br />

This farmer's son was a known Communist,<br />

and the Ukrainian nationalists, who had cooperated<br />

with the Nazis, had been planning for a long<br />

A MIRACULOUS RESCUE<br />

By Sonya Shumlak<br />

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time to kill him. The son was hiding in a bunker he<br />

had dug out by himself under the barn. We went<br />

into hiding in this bunker by digging ourselves in<br />

among the sheaves of wheat. Just then they<br />

searched the barn for the son.<br />

They found there a pot of food that had not yet<br />

had a chance to cool off, as well as three spoons.<br />

From this they surmised there mustbe three people<br />

hiding there and they began to search thoroughly,<br />

poking with the points of their bayonets into the<br />

sheaves.<br />

When their search bore no fruit, they decided<br />

to set fire to the barn.<br />

Meanwhile the farmer's wife, in fear for the<br />

lives of her son and us, ran for help into the<br />

nearby woods, where her husband was then<br />

with the partisan group. She called them to our<br />

assistance. The partisans succeeded in driving<br />

away the oppressors, and thus our lives were<br />

saved.

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