Essie Shor by Shor Essie & Zakin Andrea

Author:Shor, Essie & Zakin, Andrea [Shor, Essie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mindfuless Publishing
Published: 2009-01-12T00:00:00+00:00

Saying she wished she could help me more, she then invited me to share her lunch. It must have been difficult for this teacher, who had so often assisted me in class, to be unable to aid me now, when my need was so desperate.

I told her that I wanted to contact my former next-door neighbor, whose son used to play with my brother Aron and so perhaps would be willing to help me. Mrs. Fiedrowichova agreed it was worth trying, but advised me to wait until evening. It was Sunday, she said, and without my yellow star, I looked like a Christian, but I was dirty, unlike Sunday churchgoers, and would attract attention.

I waited as long as I could. Late in the afternoon, when the light was dim, I stealthily arrived at my neighbor’s house near my old home, where I had not been for such a long time. I knew her to be a welcoming person, but now even decent people were afraid to help Jews. Filthy with mud, I requested soap and water. She invited me in, but brought the soap and water to me at the door, mumbling with embarrassment, “Please leave as soon as possible.” I could see that she, too, was petrified. She did not want to be caught helping a Jew, for punishment would be certain, and even death was a possibility.

As I was about to leave her house, two imposing Belarusian policemen strode in, dressed in military brown. I froze, terrified. More police! But happily, they were friends of my neighbor and I was reassured they would not harm me, so I relaxed. Then an idea came to me. Perhaps my luck had turned. Would they escort me back to the ghetto? Well, they agreed to do this, but only if I paid them 200 rubles! I promised that my father would pay; silently hoping he was still alive. When I arrived home with the two policemen, I was overjoyed to see that my father was indeed alive, and he was able to borrow the money to pay them. I was back with my father at last! I had been gone four days, but it felt like a much longer journey.

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