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At the origins
Some days ago I visited village where my great- grandmother lived. Where my parents are buried. During the Second World War, when the Nazis came to the village at night, my great-grandmother and her three children hid in the icy November water in the reeds. The youngest child died of hypothermia. I hoped that my generation wouldn’t go through the war… By coincidence, the day before the war I came here and stayed for a month
At the origins
Some days ago I visited village where my great- grandmother lived. Where my parents are buried. During the Second World War, when the Nazis came to the village at night, my great-grandmother and her three children hid in the icy November water in the reeds. The youngest child died of hypothermia. I hoped that my generation wouldn’t go through the war… By coincidence, the day before the war I came here and stayed for a month