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General Books Autobiography / Biography Darling Mutti
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| When the Nazis began exterminating the Jews in pre World War II Germany, families were driven to desperate extremes to protect the ones they loved. Only 375 000 Jews were able to escape persecution and they did so by whatever means possible: some smuggled themselves across the border by night; some, as children separated were from their parents, and sent to England on the Kindertransport and many fled to other countries. Most of them spent the rest of their lives trying to find the families they left behind. Darling Mutti tells the true story of three cousins, Gerda Mailich, Kurt Herrmann and Edith Twelkemeier Forrester, whose families were painfully separated by the Nazi persecution and atrocities and whose stories came together on South Africa¹s southern coast where so many German Jews sought refuge during those turbulent times. "I heard someone screaming and only realised that it was my own voice when mum came running in to see what was wrong. I heard her moaning 'Oh no! Oh no!' They were keeping the papers from me until I was older and able to cope with the enormity of such horror, anguish and pain. She just held me in her arms and tried to comfort me. I grew up overnight." - Edith Twelkemeier Forrester "My Darling Mutti we know Berlin was bombed during the last few days. I hope you have not had to suffer…Oh Mutti, I dream of you constantly… Herr Hitler is talking as though the war was already won…. We believe that England will win otherwise there is no justice and nor is there your 'Liebe G'tt'." - Gerda Herrmann "We walked through the whole town and spoke to people and one could only describe it as a truly horrible sight…I saw skeletons walking about supporting themselves on big sticks - they were victims of a concentration camp and had just arrived in Theresienstadt, pale as a white sheet of paper, their eyes without any expression, talking to themselves." - Kurt J. Herrmann |
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