My name is Betje van Delft. When I was ten months old, my family were deported from Amsterdam to Auschwitz. When we arrived, everybody was shouting and screaming. My last memory is of mother carrying me into a dark room. And then the gas.
@StephenUzzell2
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Since the Nazis were brutally driven by their hatred and inferiority complexes, there are a lot of such fates. When I see this boy and read the sensitive text about it, the tears still come to me. It is such a thing that one cannot get used to as a human being ...
@StephenUzzell2
Rumor has it after he survived the Zyklon B gas the Nazis were so impressed they awarded him the knights cross and every day Hitler himself changed his diaper until he was potty trained.