This picture of me was taken in 1946 in Jordanbad, Germany, in a ‘displaced persons’ camp. In this picture I’m dressed in a costume made of a blanket. In the first months after the war it was so hard to get nice new clothes.
After we left the camp in Horejsi Stare Mesto I went to Salzburg for some time. Together with my ac and sisters, because we didn't know where to go, we wanted to go to Israel.
In Salzburg we lived in stables which were adapted for sleeping. From Salzburg we went to Germany. We were in the French zone, in Jordanbad. The nuns were running a house for DPs there. It was a very old place, very beautiful.
It was called Knajp Kur. Hadasa, my father’s former help, contacted us and invited us there. She got married to Motek Krzesiwo. He had survived together with her using false South American documents.
Hadasa and Motek were interned as foreigners in a special camp. They survived the camp, they survived the occupation. In Jordanbad Hadasa gave birth to her first son. I was there when he was born.