Ashwitz

I can tell you uh the young kipper day in Ashvit in Burkina. That day my cousin Kaya and I were working near the crematorium and we had to dig in the ashes of our kadoshin. My cousin and I decided that we're going to pass. It was a simple decision. We're not going to drink that coffee, so-called coffee in the morning. And the lunch that we get that soup, we're going to carry it back into the camp. By this time, each one of us had already a uh cup for the food, which we carried on a string tied around our waist. And we also had a spoon. The essence found out that we're passing. So they decided to give us a present. Get up, run, lay down, push out. What they didn't after us. And if somebody falls, the dogs bite them. This went on I don't know how long. And then we are told go sit down and eat. So we go sit down. Most of the girls start eating. I'm sitting there with my cousin. I said, "I'm not eating." And she says, "Okay, I won't eat either." Then the other girl say, "What happening to you? Why aren't you eating?" My cousin said, "She's much younger than I am. She doesn't want to eat. I can't eat either." So he asked me, "What with you?" I says, "Well, today it's young people and I'm fasting." And he said, "Don't you see that God doesn't want us to fast? If he wanted us to fast, he would have given us much better conditions." And I say, well, maybe he wants to see that da that in spite of it, we are still going to fail. So, we're fasting. And in the evening when we took that soup back to the camp, it was sour, it was spoiled because was a very very hot day in Awitz that day. A young kipot 1944.