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However, he was not able to save himself.
Lucia Laragione: A Piece of Faded Yellow Paper « The International Raoul Wallenberg Foundation
I Walked together with the others, striving to keep back my tears. II The sound of water is the music that accompanied my childhood. Con Vista Al Mar.
During the following years, in spite of the war, I continued going to school and leading a life which, even with fear and hardships of every kind, seemed normal. Once a day, we would manage to eat a piece of bread. We hug each other and then, to my absolute surprise, he whispers in my ears the following words: We laugh for quite a while and then we go together to blow out the candles that consecrate his happy and vital thirteen years of age.
With a determined gesture he extended before the officer a yellow paper that laraione the coat of arms of the Royal House of Sweden. During the following months, I worked by his side at the Embassy of Sweden, a neutral country during the war.
The Russians, who, allied with England, France and the U. I can still feel the excitement of sinking into the pool with artificial waves that would lift me up to the crest with ondulating movements. One had only to see what had happened in Poland: That boy is under the protection of the King of Sweden! Inwhen the Nazis surrendered and the Russians finally entered Budapest, Wallenberg had succeeded in rescuing from the hands of the victimizers more than laragiine hundred thousand Jews.
A that time I was thirteen. Now, instead, from there we would leave in cattle trains towards death.
Terrified, I fell to the ground. Employed as an office boy, I myself distributed among my brethren those yellow papers that meant the difference between living and dying. But, suddenly, we fell sharply from the crest of the wave and our peaceful life changed for ever.
Lucia Laragione Books – Biography and List of Works – Author of ‘Amores Que Matan’
The sound of water is the music that accompanied my childhood. To avoid it, they invaded Hungary. Ignacio, my grandson, looks baffled at a yellow piece of paper, faded by time, that I have just put in his hands. More than fifty years have passed and I cannot forget the image of that brave and caring man, climbing on the roofs of the cattle trains, giving out with full hands the saving documents.
He wore a long blue overcoat and his blonde straight hair was combed back form his forehead. Not only because the two historical centers, Buda and Pest are devided by the Danube river, but also because the whole capital of Hungary abounds with fountains larsgione thermal baths. Finally, on a day when the April sun was beginning to laratione itself, we were violently driven from the ghetto and were dragged to the East Railway Station.
Commandant Horthy, head of the Hungarian government, asked the Russians for a truce.
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On January 17th he was seen for the last time when entering the Headquarters of what was then the Union Of Soviet Socialist Republics. Soon, Janos, my father, and Bartha, my mother, understood that, apart from the calamities of war, there was for us luccia great additional menace: This article was published by Swedish Luccia magazine.
The invaders immediately put in practice against Hungarian Jews the policy of death that they had enforced in all the occupied countries. We were already in the station platform, when one of the huge dogs that an officer was holding threw itself against me.
It is thought that those who captured him suspected that he was a spy in the service of the United States, or maybe they suspected him laraigone of his contacts with the Germans. The Nazis considered this petition as treason.
The most intense and distant memories of Budapest, the city of my birth, are associated with water. I looked at the person who had spoken: That year, Germany and her allied countries among which was Hungary were definitively headed for defeat.
Ignacio looks once more at the paper he is holding in his hands and tells me that he is going to keep it carefully and that when the son that he expects have is thirteen, he will bequeath it to himtogether with my story. And I cannot but think of the irony of destiny.
They feared that, through our territory, the enemies would finally penetrate Germany. Contact Argentina info irwf. Beside me walked laragiond woman with a baby in her arms. My parents and I, together with thousands of others, were torn from our homes and confined to the enclosure of the ghetto 1. I was so afraid! Then the fateful year of arrived. That winter was a harsh one and we were crowded in dark, miserable rooms under the constant menace that any gesture would cost us our lives.
I translate the strange words for Ignacio.