SARA. Laws are keeping silence during the war. Elena Fishtik

of transfer to Ukraine the German methods of extermination Jewry, excluding their assimilation.

      In June 30, 1941 Stetsko read the act of the proclamation of statehood, which Ukrainian nationalists call the Act of renewal of the Ukrainian state: “The restored Ukrainian state will work closely with the National Socialist Great-Germany which is under the leadership of Adolf Hitler creates a new order in Europe and the world and helps Ukrainian people to get free from the Moscow occupation.

      Long live the Organization of Ukrainian Nationalists, Stepan Bandera is the conductor of OUN”!2

      The same day, a three-day pogrom against the Jews began, which was organized by “Ukrainian people’s police” with the connivance and instigation of the Germans.

      Sara and her mother’s time has come.

      In the early morning somebody knocked on their door.

      Mum and Sara even shrunk from an unpleasant and demanding knock.

      A minute later the knock was repeated and sounded even more intolerable.

      Almost immediately a voice came out of the door:

      – Open. The City Council.

      Again there was a knock.

      Mum got up and slowly walked to the door.

      Sara leaned against the wall looking at her mother anxiously.

      Emma opened the door.

      She was politely greeted:

      – Madame Averbah, get and sign here – a tall man in a gray suit pointed to the list.

      Emma took the letter in which it was written that it is from the City Council, she shook her head and sighed:

      – What is it? – She asked the man in gray who was obviously in charge.

      – You will open and read.

      He again pointed to the list:

      – Sign here.

      Sara’s eye followed her mother and the “long-uncle”

      The air was filled with tension.

      Emma undersigned slowly and closed the door.

      The silence acted threatening. Sara quickly jumped to her mother and said:

      – Come on, open up.

      – Take, open.

      Sara was reading the prescription and tears were on her face, dripping on paper, laying by the colorless large blots.

      Emma looked out the window and said nothing.

      Shock!

      What’s next?

      The order was aid that they are required to vacate the apartment within three days and that they will move into the basement.

      At this point there was a knock at the door again.

      Sara shuddered and Emma said in a decided voice:

      – Who’s there?

      – Emma, it’s me, Mara, open.

      Emma went to the door and opened it.

      – Hello! Emma, who was it? Why did they come to you?

      – Oh, and do not ask! Here! – Emma held out the prescription to the neighbor.

      She quickly read the text and prayed:

      – Well, my God, my God! – Mara moaned, – well, and soon they will come to us.

      – Maybe they will not come.

      – Oh no, every day they evict some of people, others no one knows where they go – the neighbor couldn’t stop.

      Emma sighed.

      Sara was sitting on the edge of the couch and looked at her mother and neighbor with a frightened look.

      – Listen, Emma, do not worry, we’ll help you.

      Someone knocked at the door again:

      – I’m coming, – indifferently and fearlessly Emma went to the door and opened it.

      – Well, what can you do? – the neighbor asked Emma and then said to his wife – you, Mara, how go, so go away!

      – So after all here, look, they have a prescription. God, what is happening?

      – What is it? – Picking up the paper an old neighbor pulled out his glasses from the pocket, put on and began to read aloud an order, constantly shaking his head with indignation and inserting, after each proposal, – oh-oh-oh! Oh you!

      Sara quietly sobbed in the arms of her mother, Mara too could not resist.

      The old neighbor decided slightly relieve the situation:

      – Well, well! Wipe away tears. Everything will be good! Be sure! This is a misunderstanding. The Soviet authorities will establish the order soon.

      – And if not, then what? How to live? How to survive in this horror? Where to hide from these reptiles? – Mara wailed.

      – Mara we’ll be alive and think about something, and if someone of us will die, I am likely to leave for Israel … – grandpa tried to joke.

      – Oh, leave me alone, and your jokes! Every time you interpose them where necessary and not necessary!

      Mara was very excited, she was very well aware that sooner or later their time will come.

      After dinner Arthur came to Sara.

      He was dressed very gallantly: clean white shirt, black trousers that suited him perfectly, polished and it seemed almost new shoes and hairstyle was carefully laid with a perfect parting.

      Sara told him about the order, they sat and talked on the vital topic.

      Arthur brought the food that Sara’s mother has always refused to take, but Arthur left the bag of food on the table and after a brief conversation with Sara went back to work in his shop.

      And on this day they have already said goodbye to each other standing on the doorstep.

      He carefully asked her not to leave the house, it is very dangerous on the streets, gangs are rampant and at that moment he heard a woman’s scream outside the door.

      It was heard that somewhere on the ground floor a woman was screaming and incoherently was asking for help.

      Arthur opened the door and went down to the floor below.

      The crying woman was already surrounded by her neighbors.

      He tried to understand what was happening.

      The woman was tearing her hair and showing at the open door to her apartment.

      Arthur looked back and saw in the apartment the girl who was lying on the floor, he guessed that she was dead.

      – My God! My Roza, my girl! God, God! For what? A – a – a help! O God! Kind people, for what? For what??? – heartbreaking mother’s tears brought into a stupor all the others.

      Arthur felt behind him the light touch, he turned around, it was Sara, she looked shocked.

      He put his arm around her and turned to his face:

      – There is the dead girl. Do you know them? I do not understand what happened.

      – This is Roza’s Mum. And there is Roza. We had studied together… She was a communist activist. Was she murdered?

      – No, – an old lady said, wiping her tears – Roza committed a suicide.

      – How? Why? – Sara sobbed in disbelief, hiding her face by hands.

      Emma went to Sara and Arthur, she could not take her hand from her face because of horror, it seemed that

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