Yesterday my great Grandma, Lily Ebert- Auschwitz survivor, showed me a letter she wrote to herself following her first trip back to Auschwitz in 1988.
‘We must help those who weren’t there to understand’
After 32 years, the need for education is equally as important.
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She began by reading the last of the 12 pages.
‘Not everything that is beaten and downtrodden is destroyed. From fire and beating iron becomes steel - it is stronger and reinforced - so we survivors have emerged to make new lives for ourselves despite being in the hell.’
On 9 July 1944 my great Grandma arrived at the hell - Auschwitz.
‘It was a beautiful, summers day.’
There were however, no beautiful days in Auschwitz.
‘Suddenly my Mother, little brother and sister had been separated from us. We didn’t even say Shalom (goodbye) to each-other’
In two months, the Nazis had transported more than 400 thousand Hungarian Jews to Auschwitz.
More than 80% of them murdered by gas.
‘Inside Auschwitz there were no trees, no grass, no birds came near. Yet I still couldn’t believe the horror stories I was beginning to hear.’
‘One day I was ordered to search through clothing. I chanced to find a diamond hidden in a shoulder pad. Yet I could so easily discard it- it had no use to me- it couldn’t get me what I needed, food. The beauty of the diamond only reflected me as I was - dirty & full of lice.’
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Here is a small gold pendant, which remarkably survived Auschwitz-Birkenau with my great Grandma, Lily Ebert.
It looks quite ordinary, similar to any other necklace, but it has its own remarkable story.
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When my great Grandma was a young girl, in Bonyhad Hungary, her mother gave her this small gold pendant as a present.
When the Nazis invaded Hungary in 1944, they were made to hand in all their gold and jewellery.
My great Grandma’s brother knew how important the jewellery was, so he hid it (and some other gold jewellery) in the heel of their mother’s shoe - hoping that the jewellery would survive this way.
On 9 July 1944, the Nazis deported my great Grandma and her family to Auschwitz.