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.
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’