I couldn't sleep at night.My heart beat fast and uncoordinated,and my cold sweat dripped on my forehead.The night seemed warmer than it was.The steady beat of the town clock was driving me insane.Sounds of army tanks driving through the bumps of the road in Poland tired me.People's boots clacking in the snow made my mind go blank.Tic toc,Tic toc.
Bum,Bum.
Clack,clack,taratatat.
The hours passed by slowly and the sounds got louder and louder and louder and louder until,poof!My father opened my bedroom door and they just vanished like if they never existed.The town was buzzing but none of those sounds were heard.Instead,I heard people screaming,big wagons rolling away,babys crying,gun shots.It was an akzia.
My parents face's faded from their shade of color.The children looked outside from Dad's periscope,as they couldn't be seen by the Nazis.The scene in front of them could make even the strongest of men wince.After the akzia wagons left,huge amounts of blood filled the street,and corpses thrown out from the wagons layed in the ground.My eyes couldn't take anymore.
After that,my dad devised a plan.
The plan was:After 8:00 in the morning,all Jewish things(menorahs,stars,etc.) would be carefuly hidden in a abandoned house of a Jew who had moved to America.Also all of the girl's clothing,after 8 am,would be put in my room.The basement could be cleaned,but also cluttered as if no one was there,and the kids would be put in the abandoned house's basement,which would be locked but a air hole would be poked out.
It seemed like a good plan.
But,would it be good enough for the Nazis?
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The Jews Underneath My House
Fiksi SejarahThis is their story.The story of four children.Ezra,Eleanor,Brooke and Mauricia were four poor Jewish children who were hidden by the Balkhamer family from 1941-1946,when the Holocaust was in process.In that time they met the daughter of the Balkham...
