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Re-published in 2013 as ISBN-10: 1936840707
The summer of 1939 turned out to be the last summer of author Lucy Lipiner's childhood. On September 1, when she was six years old, her parents roused her and her older sister from their beds and, with other relatives in tow, left their town of Sucha, home to 780 Jewish people. It was a decision carefully planned and carried out by the author's father which resulted in saving the lives of fifteen people.
But the journey of survival was not an easy one, and in Long Journey Home A Young Girl's Memoir of Surviving the Holocaust, from the perspective of that little girl, Lipiner narrates her family's story. She tells of an odyssey of escape and rescue full of hardships and tribulation. From her sheltered life in a picturesque small town at the foothills of the Tatra Mountains to her time as a barefoot and hungry little girl in Siberia and Tajikistan in central Asia, and finally her arrival in America, this memoir shares the emotional details and the physical struggles of a ten-year flight to freedom.
A story of resilience, Long Journey Home A Young Girl's Memoir of Surviving the Holocaust provides a detailed, historical account of a little-known and rarely discussed group of Holocaust survivors.
The summer of 1939 turned out to be the last summer of author Lucy Lipiner's childhood. On September 1, when she was six years old, her parents roused her and her older sister from their beds and, with other relatives in tow, left their town of Sucha, home to 780 Jewish people. It was a decision carefully planned and carried out by the author's father which resulted in saving the lives of fifteen people.
But the journey of survival was not an easy one, and in Long Journey Home A Young Girl's Memoir of Surviving the Holocaust, from the perspective of that little girl, Lipiner narrates her family's story. She tells of an odyssey of escape and rescue full of hardships and tribulation. From her sheltered life in a picturesque small town at the foothills of the Tatra Mountains to her time as a barefoot and hungry little girl in Siberia and Tajikistan in central Asia, and finally her arrival in America, this memoir shares the emotional details and the physical struggles of a ten-year flight to freedom.
A story of resilience, Long Journey Home A Young Girl's Memoir of Surviving the Holocaust provides a detailed, historical account of a little-known and rarely discussed group of Holocaust survivors.
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From the Author:
I began writing my story shortly after visiting my old home in Sucha Beskidzka, Poland. I remembered so much from my early childhood - I was only six years old when Nazi Germany invaded Poland.
I wrote my story mainly for my children and the future generations. My children rarely ask questions about the war and what had happened to us during those years. I didn't want to leave my children with unanswered questions. My story is also dedicated to my father. For me, as a child he was a giant. But more than anything he was a true hero. Papa saved the lives of 15 people.
My book is dedicated to my mother as well. She lost her entire family in the Holocaust, it was a wound that never healed. Mama lived a long life, she reached the age of 101. Her mind was intact until the very end. For that reason her psyche, her mental suffering over her loss went on forever. She rarely spoke of her sisters and brothers. Her pain was evident when she read in the press about those who deny the Holocaust. So where are my sisters and brothers if there was no Holocaust, she'd say and tears would moisten her face. So I wrote my story for Mama too. I knew I would write about WW II, what it did to our lives and the loss of our entire family. I hoped that by telling my story, perhaps I would be putting a dent into the false theories of that small select group of people who deny the Holocaust.
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I wrote my story mainly for my children and the future generations. My children rarely ask questions about the war and what had happened to us during those years. I didn't want to leave my children with unanswered questions. My story is also dedicated to my father. For me, as a child he was a giant. But more than anything he was a true hero. Papa saved the lives of 15 people.
My book is dedicated to my mother as well. She lost her entire family in the Holocaust, it was a wound that never healed. Mama lived a long life, she reached the age of 101. Her mind was intact until the very end. For that reason her psyche, her mental suffering over her loss went on forever. She rarely spoke of her sisters and brothers. Her pain was evident when she read in the press about those who deny the Holocaust. So where are my sisters and brothers if there was no Holocaust, she'd say and tears would moisten her face. So I wrote my story for Mama too. I knew I would write about WW II, what it did to our lives and the loss of our entire family. I hoped that by telling my story, perhaps I would be putting a dent into the false theories of that small select group of people who deny the Holocaust.
Suddenly, out of nowhere came a loud buzzing sound. Big black, angry birds appeared on the horizon. Within moments, the black birds became a uniform squadron of flying machines.
Pandemonium erupted around us, "German planes! German planes!" people shouted. Some began running, pushing, elbowing their way out of the crowds. Some were trampled on the ground. Some just stood and stared into the sky. In the midst of the turmoil, the sound of children sobbing was heard everywhere.
In spite of the noise around me, I heard Papa calling, "Raisil! Raisil! Run! Get away from the road! Run quick!" Mama stood a distance away. She just stood there. I'm not sure she heard him. Suddenly, I felt my hand being pulled. Papa was pushing against the crowds, dragging Frydzia and me away from the road into an open field....
We ran, and in an instant, we reached a tree thick with foliage.
Papa threw us to the ground and threw himself on top of us. It felt like a ton of bricks had fallen on top of me. I felt a chocking sensation in my throat. But very soon, Papa's strong arms gave a sense of being in a safe haven.
Pandemonium erupted around us, "German planes! German planes!" people shouted. Some began running, pushing, elbowing their way out of the crowds. Some were trampled on the ground. Some just stood and stared into the sky. In the midst of the turmoil, the sound of children sobbing was heard everywhere.
In spite of the noise around me, I heard Papa calling, "Raisil! Raisil! Run! Get away from the road! Run quick!" Mama stood a distance away. She just stood there. I'm not sure she heard him. Suddenly, I felt my hand being pulled. Papa was pushing against the crowds, dragging Frydzia and me away from the road into an open field....
We ran, and in an instant, we reached a tree thick with foliage.
Papa threw us to the ground and threw himself on top of us. It felt like a ton of bricks had fallen on top of me. I felt a chocking sensation in my throat. But very soon, Papa's strong arms gave a sense of being in a safe haven.
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- PublisheriUniverse
- Publication date2013
- ISBN 10 1475934939
- ISBN 13 9781475934939
- BindingPaperback
- Number of pages210
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