My family and I stayed in the ghetto for almost 3 years. I heard my father talking about the Nazis breaking into homes, rounding up and sending Jews away to camps. I feared the day they came to our house.
My Name is Alek Adamski, I was the youngest of six children in my family. My family history in Warsaw dates back several generations. I really enjoyed my life before the war, I had loving parents and several friends.
I was 11 at the time of the invasion of 1939. In about just a month me and my families lives changed drastically. Big tall German guards roamed the streets with huge rifles longer than their arms. Mom and Dad complained of not being able to go to their favorite coffee shop.
My father started to leave our house almost every night. Mother told me he was planning something and I was so curious about what he was up to.
Keine Juden erlaubt!
Lass dich schweinen!
A year after the invasion my family and I were forced to move into the Warsaw Ghetto. Hundreds of people protested in the streets while several were being gunned down by German officers.
Let us go home! Why are trapped here?!
Why are you shooting innocent people!
geh weiter, Jude!
He's out right now honey, he'll be back soon.
Ma, where's pa?
What my father was planning was unimaginable . A rebellion against the Nazis seemed so inconceivable to me.