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They escorted us to work with dogs, on every side there were 4 guards with dogs. The dogs were trained, if you weren’t bent down, and the guard would call it, the dog jumped on you, and tore you until you bent down and worked, and it wouldn’t have left you until the guard would shout ‘Phooey’.
It meant that it was enough, that the dogs shouldn’t continue tearing you. As there were elder women among us, who could get into the concentration camp, they bore all this with a great difficulty.
The young could carry on better, how old was I, I was only 15, I could bear it better, that is for sure, as that one who got in, and was 25, 30, 35 years old. Well now, because he [this guard] hoped to marry me after the war, he brought me [some food].
They didn’t get either I don’t know what kind of pate, but he brought two slices of bread fried in margarine. Since we got a little margarine sometimes together with the breakfast bread. And sometimes he brought me salami, he made a sandwich. He packed those two little slices of bread in a paper, and he bound it in a handkerchief.
He pretended next to me, as if he had skipped the handkerchief, he picked it up, that’s how he managed to give it to me. And that’s how I could survive. A little bit from here, a little from there, and that’s it. However it was hard, I weighed 37 kilos when I was set free.
It meant that it was enough, that the dogs shouldn’t continue tearing you. As there were elder women among us, who could get into the concentration camp, they bore all this with a great difficulty.
The young could carry on better, how old was I, I was only 15, I could bear it better, that is for sure, as that one who got in, and was 25, 30, 35 years old. Well now, because he [this guard] hoped to marry me after the war, he brought me [some food].
They didn’t get either I don’t know what kind of pate, but he brought two slices of bread fried in margarine. Since we got a little margarine sometimes together with the breakfast bread. And sometimes he brought me salami, he made a sandwich. He packed those two little slices of bread in a paper, and he bound it in a handkerchief.
He pretended next to me, as if he had skipped the handkerchief, he picked it up, that’s how he managed to give it to me. And that’s how I could survive. A little bit from here, a little from there, and that’s it. However it was hard, I weighed 37 kilos when I was set free.
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Location
Auschwitz
Poland
Interview
Golda Salamon