I Have Met a Holocaust Survivor Stories of Experiences

My family is Russian Jewish, so... Let's see...
My maternal paternal great-grandfather and great-grandmother, though I never actually met them; my paternal maternal great-grandfather fought in the war; my maternal maternal grandmother...

The synagogue i use to attend had some inspirational holocaust survivor speakers and attenders.. I had such respect for them...It was a pleasure to meet them and because of their words I help spread knowledge to many who do not know...

When I was in the 11th grade through my history teacher, I was offered the chance to work on a Holocaust project with a couple of other students. The project actually turned out to be a statewide project to document all of the stories...

i met a women who the nazis had put in with a male gorilla she lived in a cage with the gorilla  she told me that was how she survived  and they gave her food otherwise she would have been killed like all the rest terrible what some...

i met a women who the nazis had put in with a male gorilla she lived in a cage with the gorilla  she told me that was how she survived  and they gave her food otherwise she would have been killed like all the rest terrible what some...

i met a women who the nazis had put in with a male gorilla she lived in a cage with the gorilla  she told me that was how she survived  and they gave her food otherwise she would have been killed like all the rest terrible what some...

I used to know two Holocaust survivors who escaped from a concentration camp in Lithuania, I did not want to ask too many questions at the time as I did not want to make the couple uncomfortable by bringing up bad memories. the lady was...

Not only did our family lose people in the Holocaust, I remember that one of my grandfather's friends had the ID number tattooed on his arm. I've only had one person try to tell me it never happened. He didn't like my reaction very much...

from different death camps but i think most are gone now which is sad as the stories the could tell and the warning they could give

from different death camps but i think most are gone now which is sad as the stories the could tell and the warning they could give

Too many years ago on Sunday afternoons, I went to my girlfriends house to hang out, play cards or whatever. She had been born in Prague. Her mother was Czech and her father Jewish. A friend of the family came over on occasion to play...

I had an elderly friend named Lonia who survived the Nazi concentration camps.
Even though scarred and tattooed, she has a lust for life, a zeal for living that few could match.
She was lively, bubbly, good natured and friendly to...

I met survivor Irving Roth at my school once. He would come to our school once in a while to tell his story, and he even has a book out called "Bondi's Brother". If you're interested in the holocaust, definetly give it a read.
(Mr. Roth...

a women came to our school Papillion Jr High she was nice to talk to us about the houlcoust she had 3 sisters and they all survied exept her parents andlittle brother they where all killed she said that she saw her three sisters in...

My brother-in-law's parents were children when the Holocaust occurred.  They weren't actually in the concentration camps, but her father was conscripted into the Nazi army and forced to fight for them.  When he was released, he...

I live on a small kibbutz in Israel. We don't have people of Holocaust age here, but some did live here for a while to be near their children, kibbutz members. One of them, an elderly man, would visit his daughter, two houses from mine...

I met some at a holocaust muesum. I recall one man's story, it was heart breaking, the trauma is must have endured. I still remember him showing us the tattoo of his branding number on his arm. A constant reminder for him I suppose...

An elderly Polish gent , who used to drink in The Empire Hotel , many years ago. He was a friend of my Mum , and I never knew anything about his background or upbringing , and he spoke in an accent I could not quite understand...

My Grandad's regiment were one of the first to go into the concentration camps to help the POW's. He was 20 at the time. He came from quite a strong Catholic family, but he stopped believing in the God the day he stepped into that camp...

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