The End of the Route
For hundreds of thousands of European Jews, the route ended here, life ended here. Hundreds of thousands arrived here and within minutes were sent to the gas chambers. For the majority of the boys in the group, this was also the end of the route. Only a few of the boys in the group, 39, had the luck to be liberated from here alive. The boys in the group arrived here on
This is the entrance gate to Birkenau. For hundreds of thousands of people it was the gate of no return, the gate to death. The trains entered one after another, filled with men, women and children, and departed empty. Their human cargo was murdered here, in the largest killing field humankind has ever known.
The living conditions were impossible. Eight or more children slept on each of these bunks (on each tier). Crowding. Disease. Hunger. "The smallest injury was a death sentence because the lack of food prevented it from healing," one of the boys related. Death was a constant shadow. Every night there was a roll call in which the children were sorted – who would live and who would die. The "sentence" was always only carried out the next day. Immediately after the roll call, all the boys were sent back to the barracks, those sentenced to life and those sentenced to death. "You were sleeping in a bed with people who were already dead," they testified. The group spent the longest period of time in Birkenau, until close to the time that the camp was liberated. Then, on
The Roll-Wagen, the transport cart. The children of the group were put to work dragging this cart. Eight boys dragged the cart, which among other things moved corpses.
A group photo: eight of the survivors from the group who took part in the journey in 1999, against the background of the monument in Birkenau, on the ruins of the crematoria, which were the end of the road for most of their comrades. From right to left: Moshe Kravetz, Dani Hanoch, Moshe Shoham, Dani Labanovski, Meir Gecht, Yaakov Viz, Zundel Gordon.
"…and you sit there, across from the inferno,
look it right in the eye, and have trouble believing it.
Find it hard to grasp the Ninth Fort, Ponary
Stutthof, Treblinka and Birkenau.
You sit with what is considered
the greatest atrocity created by humankind,
and see the greenery, the sunset,
bite your lip, look at your friends,
some crying, and still find it hard.
Your heart finds it hard to grasp
what your mind has long since understood."…
(From the diary of one of the students)
One of the members of the delegation from