Once we were crossing the Rhine and progressing through Germany, we came across lots of Germans fleeing. Once, we passed a convoy of horses and carts, and a young girl was sitting on top of one cart with all her possessions on the cart behind her. She stared at me with a look of cold hatred. I knew a bit of German so I called at her, ‘Denken sie an…’ to tell her to remember Poland and France and Russia and the terrible things the Germans had done. She carried on staring at me, full of hate.
CORPORAL ERIC LORD
British Army
Quoted in Max Arthur, Forgotten Voices of World War II
2004
Now it was their turn to carry their babies and drag their children behind them. The bewildered women, hair covered by turban-like kerchiefs, were pushing their carts. In many carts sat ill and elderly relatives wrapped in blankets. They had been sending our people straight to the gas chambers, I thought as I watched a woman bend lovingly over an old man to rearrange a blanket as she pushed the cart. Your turn has come, I thought with immense sorrow.
ERIKA KOUNIO AMARIGLIO
From Thessaloniki to Auschwitz and Back
2000
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