The White Egg (A story by Michael Feldman) "I have always looked
for my mother, everyday of my life." ON THE TRAIN A MIRACLE
HAPPENED World War Two was in full swing, bombs falling, Jews
dying. Poland totally destroyed. The war hit hard. Our home was
gone. I was one year old when my mother died of starvation as she
held my brother and me and cried, "Who will take care of my
babies?" My brother and I with my father were barely alive. Hitler
was on a rampage. Somehow we escaped the Nazi death camps. Death
everywhere I looked. At the age of one I could smell death. Eating
what we could find, we were a bag of bones. One step ahead of
Hitler. Escaping on an overfilled train with Jews running from the
Nazis. On the train a miracle happened A young woman in her mid
20's was standing next to us. She was withdrawn, in shock. Her sad
face was overwhelming and pale, dressed in ripped clothing full of
dirt. Hardly eaten in days. She was scared. My father looked at her
and put his arm around her to comfort her fears. They spoke a
little. She was from the same town near Warsaw Poland as we were,
but we did not know her. Her name was Sarah. She spoke in Polish,
telling my father a horrified story that thirteen of her family
members were lined up next to her and shot. And then pushed into a
mass grave. Somehow they missed killing her, she was also pushed
into the grave of dead bodies. In all the confusion, she managed to
crawl out and escape from the Nazis. My father told Sarah to stay
with us and we all would help each other. They lived together for
the rest of their lives.
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