Holocaust Story
...The Madde Caroline Albert story"
As I sit here, in this massive classroom, I glance at a couple of posters of Nazi soldiers and German families sitting outside of ghettos, I notice a lady tall in stature approach me. As she smiles, she says, "Good morning Mrs. Caroline Albert. The students will be in, in just a moment."
I give her my most genuine smile and thank her for inviting me to speak to her high school American History class, as we both flinch a little from the sound of the class bell. I sit up straight in my chair as I watch many students enter. A group of teenage girls enter giggling and smiling. Looking at them made me think back to my teenage years. I begin to reminisce about my thirteenth birthday when my mother, my father, my twin sister Lulu, and I gathered around the dinner table enjoying each other's company; only a few weeks before "The cleaning" started. "The cleaning", that's what the Nazi's called the genocide of my people. My mind came back to present date as the tardy bell rang and the students started to settle down.
"Good morning class", Mrs. Andrea said, " I have a special treat for you today!" I started to feel a little awkward as the majority of the class started to stare at me. Being that this was my first time speaking about my horrible past, I really didn't know what to expect.
"Students, today we have a guest speaker who survived the Holocaust. Her name is
Mrs. Madde Caroline Albert. Please help me welcome her." As the students clap I start to feel a little at ease. I look around the class just admiring the eager youth that sit before me, waiting, just waiting for me to tell my story. I rise from my seat.
"Good morning", as your teacher said my name is Madde Caroline Albert. Born as Madde Caroline to the parent of Agneth and Faramond Caroline on March 15, 1926. I also have a twin sister named Lulu. Out...
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