As you hit the ground, you realize that the navigator of the airplane has landed near you. You crawl over to him but discover he has been killed by a bullet in the chest. You take his identification tags so that the German will not know that you are a Jew.
When you are taken prisoner, the Germans believe that you are a British officer and send you to a special prisoner-of-war camp. They never suspect your Polish-Jewish origin, and you manage to survive the rest of the war. When you are finally liberated in 1945, you return to England only to learn that your entire family has been killed in Auschwitz. You are totally alone in the world.
You spend several months trying to figure out what to do. No place feels like home. The British are good to you, but they're not family. You are at loose ends: you seem to have no roots anywhere.
Finally, you join the British Overseas Airways Corporation a a flight officer and spend the rest of your days working on passenger planes going around the world. You end your days feeling like a person without a country, never belonging anywhere — a permanent refugee.
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