In 1939 Yoram’s father was enlisted into the Polish army. Yoram and his mother Irena were taken to Złoczów Ghetto. In 1943, all ghetto residents including 6-year-old Yoram and Irena were herded to the railway station. Their final destination was the death camp Bełżec. When a railway man managed to open a door of the running train, Yoram’s mother flung him out of the wagon and jumped out after him. They would be the only two survivors of this transport. They hid in a bunker until the end of the war, fed at night by a German soldier who was later named in Yad Vashem. The film gave Yoram the platform to tell his story for the very first time to his 48 year old son Danny.
“These are some of the pictures buried deep in my soul.”
Living in the ghetto
Sometimes I stood by the barbed wire fence, which divided me from the “free world”. I stood there because from time to time somebody gave me something to eat; a piece of bread or an apple. The Germans of course strictly forbade it. The price was life. So while I stood by the fence I saw very tragic moments.
One day I overheard that children were in great danger. Adults who could work would be saved, not children. I began to miss friends. One child after another disappeared without warning. I overheard they had been caught. I never saw them again.
The meaning of being hungry
There was not food every day. If there was, it was a cup of pea or bean soup with a small piece of bread. I always kept a small piece of bread under my pillow. I did this until the age of 18. As far as I know only 3 children of my age from Złoczów survived and I am the only one who survived after being caught by the Germans. In Złoczów before the war lived 9000 Jews. In 2004 I visited the camp, Bełżec. I was shocked to see the names of my family. In my imagination I saw my mother’s name and my name and I could not stop the tears.