I always wandered was today the day that I die? Will my story of this tragedy ever be heard? Today I tell my story about my survival of the holocaust. I was born on May 11, 1934 one year later after Hitler and his Nazis came to power. My parents be able to understand what was happening and what could happen to their one and only child decided to first move to Czechoslovakia hid in a small hotel which my dad had bought here. When I was at the age of four years old Slovak soldiers began to take sides with Hitler and took over our hotel in which we were in hiding. We decided to go to a city near by Czechoslovakia which was called Zilina until I turned five years old to continue on with our journey to go to England. The moment I turned five years …show more content…
Until we entered a train that was headed for England all of their worries went away, but by the time we entered the train it was already too late the German army caught up to us in Poland. Seeing the eager faces on those Germans running towards the front of the train, but they didn’t make it at least I thought. As I was sitting in between my mother and father we came to the roughest stop you can ever imagine. That was when my parents realized that the train has been bombed. We all tried our hardest to try to escape, but by the time we had all of supplies brought together it was too late. We were forced to join the rest of the refugees to their journey north to Kielce. When my family and I along with the other refugees we were all put together in a ghetto. I was happy that I was with my family, but my parents something horrific will happen. That was when we were put into a labor camp. I would always ask myself and my loving mother “What is happening momma when are we going England?” and I always got the same uplifting answer to me “We will go to England when it is safer over there right now this will be our safe spot.” As the years went by I knew that this will never be our families safe spot for this is a tortuous place here in