Gabriela Majewska
Antoniówka
10 June 1946
My wartime experiences
My wartime experiences were horrible. When the war started, my dad was taken to fight. Although I was little, I missed him very much. After a year, thankfully, daddy returned home. But our happiness didn’t last long. The Germans took my dad to Majdanek in Lublin. For nearly a year and a half, my mom and I regularly went to the camp to see dad, even from afar.
A year later they took my uncle and murdered him in Auschwitz. Shortly afterwards I learned that another uncle of mine was murdered in Katyń. My family’s sadness deepened. During those horrible times I had to hide in the woods and fields because the Germans attacked our village to arrest people and plunder property. They robbed our school and stole the seal, historic paintings, and books. We couldn’t learn. They wanted to take our teacher, so he had to go into hiding.
Now the times are better. We can go to school. I still think about my beloved daddy, who has not returned, and I don’t know if he will. I think about my beloved uncles, whom I will never see again. I have only my mom, and she has to work hard to support us. I am very sorry that almost all of my family members were murdered.