While many of my childhood memories have been obliterated by the trauma I experienced during the #Holocaust, I remember Yulia, our non-Jewish housekeeper who I was very found of and who would give me double portions of Gefilte fish.
📸 The synagogue in Debrecen
When I was 13, the Nazis came to power in Hungary & forcibly moved all Jews into ghettos.
The conditions were unbearable. There was little food.
The Nazis purposely fed us pork (forbidden by Jewish law). My mother made me eat it because we were starving. I vomited it up.
From the ghetto, we were deported to Auschwitz-Birkenau.
I arrived with my grandfather Zeev. We stood in front of the infamous Nazi, Dr. Mengele, the Angel of Death.
I was a young fourteen year old boy and refused to leave my grandfather.
📸 My prisoner card from Auschwitz
I heard a voice call out "Ervinke"(that was my Hungarian name) go to the right!
It was my cousin Poli. My grandfather told me to listen to him. Poli saved my life.
My grandfather was sent to the left. That was the last time I saw him.
The time I spent in Auschwitz- Birkenau was horrific.
I owe my life to my cousin Poli who is still alive today at 94. He worked in a Nazi commander's home and smuggled portions of bread to me through the camp’s barbed wire.
This is a photograph of my prisoner number B.11057
In 1945, as the Red Army was approaching the Nazis evacuated the camp and forced us on a death march.
In 1945 our camp was liberated by the 71st regiment of the @USArmy.
Our stomachs were so weak that the Americans did not permit us to eat large amounts of food.
I remember seeing General Eisenhower shortly after liberation. I didn’t know any English but I managed to say hello.
After liberation, I found out that my entire family had been killed. My sister Klari & my mother had managed to escape to Switzerland where they were granted asylum.
When they crossed the border and were told that they were free, both of them died from cardiac arrest.
I had no home and no family to go back to.
I emigrated to Israel in 1947 and enlisted in the Givati brigade of the Israeli army. I fought in the War of Independence and lost all sight in my left eye.
After the War of Independence, the second chapter of my life began.
I spent the rest of my career in the public sector, serving as Deputy Director of the Prime Minister’s Office & became Teddy Kollek, the mayor of @Jlm_city's right hand man.
I am grateful to have built a beautiful family: my children Yael & Eli, my three grandchildren Noam, Lala, and Nofar & a great grandchild on the way.
I have been blessed with a wonderful partner Leah who has brought so much light into my life.
📸 My children and grandchildren
People often ask me about my experiences in the Holocaust & to be honest they’re so beyond human comprehension that I sometimes have trouble believing my own story.
I ask that you help keep my story, the story of six million alive today and when we are gone.
I would like to add that I ran into Elie Wiesel some years later in Israel when I took my grandchildren for ice cream.
He called out my name and we embraced.
There is another memory I would like to share. I once met Bruno Kreisky, the Chancellor of Austria when I worked with Teddy Kollek.
I told him about the Austrian woman who refused to spare some bread and called me a dirty Jew during the death march.
He cried.
I will be answering questions for the next hour (it's evening here in #Israel) so please feel free to ask me anything before we end this campaign- Itzik
A mossad mission, a clandestine flight and six #Persian fallow deer.
We're about to tell you an unbelievable true story.
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The Persian Fallow Dear which dominated the Israeli landscape during biblical times went extinct in the earlier twentieth century.
In the 1950's a tiny herd was discovered in Iran.
During this time, Israel & the Shah of Iran negotiated a deal to bring two members of the herd to Israel, but nearly two decades later & the deer remained in Iran.
Israeli authorities nearly gave up hope that the Fallow Deer would ever make it to Israel until..
My name is Miki Goldman. I'm a survivor of #Auschwitz which was liberated 75 years ago today. Today I'll be taking over the State of 🇮🇱 account to share my story & help make sure that the 🌍 never forgets the #Holocaust. RT this and reply with your questions. #HowMikiSurvived
I was born in Katowize, Poland in 1925. When WWII began I escaped with my parents and siblings to Przemysl. From there I was deported to the Szebnie camp & in November 1943, I was transferred to Auschwitz until the liquidation of the camp in Jan. 1945. #HowMikiSurvived#HMD2020