My Mother's Nightgown
This is my mother’s nightgown. It is the only thing my sister Esther, who was the second born, kept all three years when she was in camp and she kept it with her clothes. All three of my sisters survived and were in the Langenbielau work camp. The last time we saw our mother was in 1942 when she was exactly 44 years old. She was born in 1898 and was very educated and knew four languages. People used to come to her to write letters. She always made sure her children were educated. The last time I attended school I was ten, but my mother hired someone to teach us and she paid the teacher with food. We all then moved to the Częstochowa ghetto. When my mother found out we were going to be evacuated she sent my two sisters and I ahead to our older sister’s. She did not want to travel on Yom Kippur so she waited. She was killed the next day.
– Arthur Gelbart
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