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theworldatwar · 7 months
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Bergen-Belsen camp is destroyed by British forces from the 11th Armoured Division after being liberated - April / May 1945
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Profiled in Life Magazine, Camp SS are made to load corpses onto trucks under British guard at the Bergen Belsen concentration camp following its liberation, April 15 1945
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girlactionfigure · 1 year
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dirjoh-blog · 5 months
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The Biscuit Tin that saved lives.
There are very few ‘positive; Holocaust stories, but this is one of them, When Abel and Thea Herzberg return from Germany after the Second World War, they only have two things with them: a biscuit tin in which they kept meager leftovers of food in recent months and the diary that Abel kept about the period in Bergen-Belsen. That diary, which he called ‘Tweestromenland’, was published in 1950 by…
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Holocaust Remembrance Week.
Ceija Stojka. Austrian Romany Survivor of the Holocaust.
Ceija was sent to Birkenhau aged ten and was transferred to Bergen-Belsen where she was liberated by the Aalied Troups.
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boostcmg · 11 months
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One of the most notable mercenary of ZR/RIFLE was Irma Grese. After imitation of her execution, she resurrected in the US as a Government Secretary. The fact that became possible poses muptiple open questions about the truly substance of the nazism and the nature of American democracy.
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nicklloydnow · 1 year
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“Resentments as the existential dominant of people like myself are the result of a long personal and historical development. They were by no means evident on the day when I left the last of my concentration camps, Bergen-Belsen, and returned home to Brussels, which was really not my home. We, the resurrected, all looked approximately the way the photos from those days in April and May 1945, now stored in archives, show us: skeletons that had been revived with Anglo-American canned corned beef, toothless ghosts with shaven heads, just about useful enough to give testimony quickly and then to clear out to where they really belonged. But we were "heroes," namely to the extent to which we could believe the banners that were stretched over our streets and which read: Gloire aux Prisonniers Politiques! Except that the banners quickly faded, and the pretty social workers and Red Cross nurses, who had turned up in the first days with American cigarettes, tired of their efforts. Still, for quite some time there lasted what was for me a totally unprecedented social and moral status, and it elated me to the extreme: being what I was - a surviving Resistance fighter, Jew, victim of persecution by a universally hated regime - there was mutual understanding between me and the rest of the world. Those who had tortured me and turned me into a bug, as dark powers had once done to the protagonist of Kafka's The Metamorphosis, were themselves an abomination to the victorious camp. Not only National Socialism, Germany was the object of a general feeling that before our eyes crystallized from hate into contempt. Never again would this land "endanger world peace," as they said in those days. Let it live, but no more than that. As the potato field of Europe, let it serve this continent with its diligence, but with nothing other than that. There was much talk about the collective guilt of the Germans. It would be an outright distortion of the truth if I did not confess here without any concealment that this was fine with me. It seemed to me as if I had experienced their atrocities as collective ones. I had been just as afraid of the simple private in his field-gray uniform as of the brown-clad Nazi official with his swastika armband. I also could not rid myself of the sight of the Germans on a small passenger platform where, from the cattle cars of our deportation train, the corpses had been unloaded and piled up; not on a single one of their stony faces was I able to detect an expression of abhorrence. Let collective crime and collective guilt balance each other and produce the equilibrium of world morality. Vae victis castigatisque.” Jean Améry, ‘At the Mind's Limits: Contemplations by a Survivor on Auschwitz and Its Realities’ (1966) [pages 64, 65]
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theredandwhitequeen · 2 years
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Book 47 of the 50 book challenge. Luba: the Angel of Bergen Belsen by Michelle R McCann. It’s a true story of survival in Bergen Belsen of 54 children who were left to die on the grounds. Luba was a Jewish Polish woman who had first been in Auschwitz and she saved the children in her barracks with the help of other people. It’s a good book. All but two of the children survived.
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eretzyisrael · 2 years
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Dutch boy, a former inmate of Bergen-Belsen, walking down a dirt road lined with the corpses of hundreds of prisoners who have died of starvation. Spring 1945
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girlactionfigure · 1 year
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Tu Bishvat Celebration at Bergen Belsen DP Camp, Germany 1946/47
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Courtesy of Lea Lafer-Avidor, Israel
The Jew in You
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dirjoh-blog · 1 year
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The execution of a sadist
The execution of a sadist
The beautiful beast, the hyena of Auschwitz these were just some names used for Irma Grese. She was born to Berta Grese and Alfred Grese, both dairy workers, on 7 October 1923. Irma was the third of five children (three girls and two boys). In 1936, her mother died by suicide after drinking hydrochloric acid following the discovery of Alfred’s affair with a local pub owner’s daughter. Holocaust…
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hcdahlem · 2 years
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Quand tu écouteras cette chanson
Pour sa contribution à la collection «Ma nuit au musée» Lola Lafon a choisi de passer une nuit en août 2021 dans l’Annexe du musée Anne-Frank, à Amsterdam. Elle y a trouvé bien plus que les traces de la jeune fille.
    En lice pour le Prix Le Monde 2022 En deux mots Le 18 août 2021, Lola Lafon s’installe dans l’Annexe, la partie du musée Anne Frank où a vécu clandestinement la famille et où Anne a écrit son journal. Durant cette nuit particulière, elle va croiser Anne et sa sœur Margot, mais aussi ses ancêtres disparus, Ceausescu et un jeune cambodgien. Ma note ★★★★ (j’ai adoré) Ma chronique Plaidoyer…
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yhebrew · 2 years
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God's Patterns - Count Omer 17 - 'Ground Zero', The Shifter
God’s Patterns – Count Omer 17 – ‘Ground Zero’, The Shifter
2 IYYAR Month Two Day Two – Doubling Factor Tribe of Issachar – Hired Counting Omer Day “Seventeen” Zayin (7) weapon + Yud (10) strength = 17 The Sabbath is the Strong Arm of God First Temple Construction Began – Ground Zero 153 Fish Miracle 1861 American Civil War Began as Confederate guns are fired on Fort Sumter. 1861 Owner Sam Clemens closes down 1000 commercial steamboats as Civil…
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eretzyisrael · 1 year
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