In Warsaw, your medical training helps you get a job at the orphanage run by Dr. Janus Korczak. Together with his band of dedicated nurses, Dr. Korczak cares for a large number of parentless children. You are glad to help.
An SS officer enters one day, announcing that the orphanage must
move. We are taking you in trucks to a new school, far out in the country.
Be prepared to move tomorrow morning. Each person may take only one
small bundle.
Korczak realizes that this is a relocation, not to a new school, but to
death — the same death faced by most of Warsaw Ghetto residents. He
knows that he and the nurses could escape the transport, and in fact, he
orders you and the nurses to leave him. The nurses agree, but you cannot.
Dr. Korczak,
you respond, you took me in when I was a fugitive. I will
not abandon you and, especially, I will not abandon these children, no
matter what happens.
The next morning, the children, you, and Dr. Korczak are marched out and loaded into waiting trucks. The doors shut, and the vehicles start to move. A sickening smell begins to appear in the sealed compartment where you are riding. You realize that the Germans are pumping carbon monoxide gas into the truck. It will soon be over; as you against the wall of the truck, you smile, recalling the happy events of your life before the great tragedy befell Europe's Jews.
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