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The Jews In Berlin

There were many Jews in Berlin. This was certainly connected with the past of Berlin. Since I cannot assume that the reader of my translation will be familiar with the history of Berlin, I better bring a few facts. Don't worry
- I will make it short

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Since Frederick the Great was himself not religious at all the
spiritual atmosphere was very relaxed and many newcomers arrived. Frederick the Great also encouraged trade and enterprise and Berlin started to prosper. When in 1871 all German kingdoms were united under Prussia and ruled by a
Kaiser residing in Berlin, Berlin became the capital of a strong powerful Germany. And Berlin kept its religious tolerance.

In Russia and Poland, especially in Galicia lived a lot of Jews who started to move from the East to the West, slowly at first. But soon more and more Jews emigrated. A lot of them left because of the constant pogroms, but they were also lured by the promise of a better life. Most of them went to the cities, and Berlin seemed an ideal place. Some of the Jews were tired of the habitual harassments they had to endure in a lot of countries and they decided that this was a perfect opportunity to shed their Jewishness. They became Christians and many married Germans, and soon they and their children assimilated. Often they would not even tell their offspring that they had converted from the Jewish faith, so their children never knew. In general
people are drawn to a different race by their healthy instinct against inbreeding. Therefore the population in Berlin had after some time an enormous amount of Jewish genes and vise versa. A lot of the ones who stayed
in their Jewish faith would soon feel German too.

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Soon the Nazis began their large hate campaign. Hitler detested Jews. I have no idea why. There was a rumor that Hitler himself was Jewish or part Jewish. And Goebbels and Himmler, my goodness, they looked exactly like the Jews in the Stürmer. The Stürmer was a ridiculous sinister newspaper, which brought articles full of malice and outrageous caricatures. The main purpose of the Stürmer was to attack the Jews. However the Stürmer was too
preposterous to be taken seriously. But even sincere newspapers made it undoubtedly clear that it would be better for the Jew to depart.

The Jews who still went to the synagogue were urgently warned by their Rabbi to leave Germany, and a lot did just that. But they were also warned not to stay in Europe either but to go to Israel.. Many Jews stayed in Germany. Here they had their professions. Here they had their homes, their friends, and not to forget their belongings. And when you worked hard for them, they are precious to you.

A lot of Germans would not leave their homes in the East either when the Russian Army came with their horrid ravaging soldiers. One reason for a lot of people was also that they did not know where to go. The unknown is a risky
thing for cautious souls. They rather took the chance of death than the chance of uncertainty.

Hitler tried all kind of methods to make the Jews leave the country. First they were humiliated. If you looked Jewish the Nazis on the streets would call you names. Jews were forbidden to go to certain places, certain restaurants. But who went to restaurants anyway - just the Nazis could afford to eat there because you needed food stamps, and we did not have any spare ones.

We were told not to buy in Jewish shops. But most people didn't care and bought anyway. In Berlin they bought where they would find the best und most reasonable items and these were mostly in Jewish stores. So the Nazis thought
of a more drastic measure. One day they smashed the windows and looted the Jewish stores. In Berlin it was certainly not the deed of the people but was done by the SA (a Nazi organization) on a party order. It did not happen in our area, but our area was a very quiet one. In the business parts of Berlin it was different. We heard it from friends and read it in the newspaper, Fritz passed a lot of damaged stores in the center of town. And a friend told
me later on that on her way to work in the morning she passed a little street near the Spittelmarkt. Here were only Jewish stores. They were all demolished and glass was covering the whole sidewalk. After the attack on their stores many Jews left Germany.

And then came the racial laws forbidding marriage between Jews and Non-Jews. And one day the Jews were suddenly not allowed to practice their profession anymore. This prompted a lot of Jews to leave. It was hard to survive without your profession. And furthermore they were not allowed to study at a university. But it was actually the same for the Non-Jews. All men were drafted and had to leave their profession and all students were drafted
too. All except those who studied medicine. But when you had finished your medical examination you had front-service, that meant fighting at the front for several months. Very few came back. The wounded soldiers sometimes got the permission to study till they recovered. By the way, later on in the war wounded soldiers were never sent back to their unit, unless their regiment
still existed and demanded them explicitly back. They all had to be sent to the first lines of the front. It was their punishment because Hitler demanded the soldiers to fight till they were dead not till they were wounded.

But the Jews were not drafted. Hitler declared them unworthy of fighting. We would have given anything to be declared unworthy for the army. Only when you were seriously wounded you were not put back into the lines. Even after Fritz had lost his leg, he was declared fit for combat. The soldiers with one leg could still drive a tank. Toward the end of the war all men and sometimes even females were forced at gunpoint to fight. There was no age-limit; ten-year-old boys and eighty-year-old men as long as they were able to walk.

Furthermore, the Jews could leave Germany. We could not. Even when we dared crossing the Baltic Sea in little boats, we were sent back by all the countries and then shot by the Nazis. Even when we climbed dangerously over the Alps to Switzerland and had the luck not to be noticed by the mountain guards and their police dogs, we were sent right back and shot. We were all in Hitler's grip, there was no escape, just the hope that we would lose the war. But in the beginning there were many victories. And later on the
soldiers had to keep the gruesome Russians out of the homeland.

When I helped in my father in law's store I met a lot of Jews. They ordered mostly metal arch supports for their feet. Some had yellow stars on their coats and they told us that they would be sent to country working camps. That didn't sound too bad. I myself had been in the Arbeitsdienst, which was a working camp. All of Germany was now a working camp. All people were forced to work. All except expecting or nursing mothers. Now most people had to work for the armament and they were not allowed to
leave their place. In Spandau one section of Berlin was full of war industry factories and expected heavy air attacks. But country working camps were never in endangered parts where they could be hit by the bombers. And since
the bombs would soon start to fall, it actually seemed not too bad to be sent to working camps in the country. That was what we thought.

The connection of Jews and concentration camps this we heard only after the war. That in these horror camps they mainly killed Jews only because they were Jewish - no, we certainly did not know this. By we, I mean our whole family and all our friends and all their friends. And people who say they knew, must have been Nazis. Nazis knew usually more than we did, but we never spoke with Nazis. We were much too much afraid to reveal somehow our political opinion, and we did not dare to talk politics to any stranger either. To our knowledge these horror camps were for the enemies of Hitler, for political enemies. They could be Jewish or Christian. Hitler hated not only the Jews, he hated a lot of other people too. He hated all intellectuals. He hated all the loners, He hated all the people who had their own mind. If you were not for him, you were considered to be against him. There was no neutral. And the ones who dared to be against him had to be destroyed. Anyone who interfered did not live long. The citizens he hated the most were the people who had been his opponents before he gained
power.

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The Nazis made by the way no secret of these death camps. On the contrary, they wanted the population to realize what would happen to them if they had a different opinion than the Führer. We should know that in these
concentration camps people who resisted the government were gruesomely tortured and killed. We believed the horror stories about these camps. We believed everything bad that was told about the Nazis and it made us afraid.
They wanted us to be afraid. But we never heard officially nor secretly that mainly Jews were killed there. Maybe they did not want the foreign countries to know. But I am sure the foreign counties had their spies. The concentration camps and the "Sippenhaft" were Hitler's main weapon to keep control over the people.

Sippenhaft meant that your family and close friends would be punished too if you tried to fight the Nazis. Many idealists did not care what would happen to themselves but these were also the types who cared deeply what happened to their family and comrades. And even the ones who had no close relatives had an old grandmother or a dear friend they did not want to see hurt.

Another weapon was the death punishment. The death sentences were issued for the smallest offenses There was suddenly no crime anymore. If someone tried to steal from an open house or apartment during an air raid, or later
on from rescued belongings he was shot on the spot. The soldiers were treated in the same way if they did something against the military rules. In Paris two young soldiers, comrades of Fritz were shot in front of the whole battalion. They were executed because they had taken two small canisters of gasoline from their car to sell it on the black market. They had done this only to have some money for their French girlfriends.
But when you, as a soldier showed military or political disbelief you were sent to a "Strafkompanie"(Punishment unit) from which very few came back. That eliminated any criticism of the reckless and irresponsible moronic running of the war.

As the battles started on all fronts we noticed in Berlin fewer Jews with the yellow star. I never witnessed a transport but they came mostly at night, so the population would not see it. And people in Berlin hardly knew their
neighbors. One day Mutti heard that in the Memeler-straße the Nazis had come to several houses. But when the serious bombing on Berlin started we did not see anymore Jews with a star, so they must have transported them all away. Some Jews also went into hiding.

In Berlin nobody was actually interested if you were Jewish or not. In my Grammar school many children had Jewish names, but we never asked them if they were Jewish. The orthodox ones had their own schools, and they did not
live in our neighborhood.

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In the Aufbauschule we had no idea either, but thinking back now I am sure that at least 80 percent of our teachers were of Jewish ancestry. Some looked very Jewish, some carried Jewish names. But they were all Christians, and I am pretty sure that from the girls in my school in Schöneiche at least 50 percent or even more had some Jewish ancestors.

I myself begin lately to wonder too. Mutti and Oma were actually very secretive with information about their ancestors. But it is too late now to find out. They are all dead; there is nobody left to ask. So I might never
find out. Maybe the mother of my mother's father was Jewish, that woman who was so intelligent. But I have no picture of her, and don't know her maiden name. But it was actually my mother's mother who looked so unlike the typical Germans, but her maiden name was Rademacher. That is definitely a German name. All doesn't make sense. Maybe one of these days they will be able to see from your chromosomes your roots or from the composition of your blood. Mine is rare, by the way, RH negative. I have no idea why I want to know it so badly. What does it actually
matter? Today some people are so mixed that it is impossible to see a clear line. But some are not, and in my case there is the pure line of the Germanic Allemannen on Papa's side and Mutti's mysterious ones from the East.

I like to picture all my ancestors, their habits, their country. My imagination wants to surround them with stories. I believe in an inherited memory which is deep in your genes. My fantasy wants to search and look into it. Fritz cannot understand that I want so very much to know my ancestors, that I am so interested in this, but I cannot understand that not everybody is.

The War

September 1, 1939, the war started. I was nineteen years old. We expected the outbreak all the time, but everybody was still hoping that it might take a little longer till it would really happen. I did not see one person who was enthusiastic. All people walked around with depressed faces. And the wheels were rolling.

I stood at the window of our apartment in the Bromberger-straße and saw the long trains passing by. They were transporting the many soldiers day and night. In passenger trains, in animal wagons, in freight trains, in open wagons, in closed wagons. There they were standing at the doors, at the windows, waving and singing the old German folk song: Muß ich denn, muß ich denn zum Städtelein hinaus"
"I have to leave, I have to leave my dear old town."
And the modern one "Who knows when we will meet again?"

I saw them driving by, the young, beautiful, strong, healthy, cheerful boys from the fields, from the meadows, from the schools. Who knows when we will meet again?

I was waving back till I could not move my arm anymore.
How few of them returned. At night in my bed I heard their singing. Day and night the trains were rolling. All went like clock work. And then came the victory announcements,
these damned victory reports.

"If these Nazi-monsters win, then terrible things will happen to us, then we will be really in it."

That was what many people thought and a few said.

"But they can't win, they can't. They are hated by the whole world" - was Papa's opinion - "they just can't."

So the war was here. It was in front of us after the big door of life had opened its gates, the big door they had talked so much about at our graduation from school. And then we had the first air raid alarm tests. Oma was out of her mind and shaking with fear through her whole body. We
explained to her that this was just an exercise and absolutely nothing serious. We assured her - even though we did not believe it - that no foreign planes could cross our skies, because we had all these fabulous air defense
weapons. She would still run down the stairs so that we were afraid she might fall head over heels. How could she have such a fear? Why be so afraid? This I could not understand, absolutely not.

Mutti and Papa had no fear, and my sister, Ellen, and I not either. We had no fear of dying. Maybe because we thought that we would not die, could not die, because we were still so young. Dying was for the old ones. Maybe that was why Oma was so afraid. I did not know exactly what war could mean. But that it would be bad, that was for sure. Everything connected with Hitler was bad and got continuously worse. But one thing was sure for me. He would not ruin my life completely, no - sir, not mine.

Was not anticipated joy the greatest joy, as the saying went. Therefore, anticipated fear must be the worst fear. I did not want to have pre-fear. The war would be like the winter, cold and dark, but not forever. And did the
winter not have the glowing glittering snow, and did not under the snow grow the lovely flowers, the snowdrops? In Schöneiche we discovered them often on the banks of our small brook. How much more beautiful and precious, did they seem than the flowers, summer had to offer, the many colorful summer-flowers, which you were not able to appreciate so much because there were just too
many of them.

To find beauty even in the dark winter under the snow, that was indeed my intention.

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