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I translate the strange words for Ignacio. Once a day, we would manage to eat a piece of bread. To avoid it, they invaded Hungary. During the following years, in spite of the war, I continued going to school and leading a life which, even with fear and hardships of every kind, seemed normal.

He wore a long blue overcoat and his blonde straight hair was combed back form his forehead. The Nazis considered this petition as treason. The Russians, who made him a prisoner, maintain that the Swedish diplomat died in prison in Inwhen the Nazis surrendered and the Russians finally entered Budapest, Wallenberg had succeeded in rescuing from the hands of the victimizers more than a hundred thousand Jews.

I tell him that it is part of his birthday present and he smiles, thinking that I am kidding. I never really found out why the Germans, who stopped at nothing, showed such respect for seals and documents.

One had only to see what had happened in Poland: During the following months, I worked by his side at the Embassy of Sweden, a neutral country during the war. The soldiers laughed at my panic. More than fifty years have passed and I cannot forget the image of that brave and caring man, climbing on the roofs of the cattle trains, giving out with full hands the saving documents.


My parents and I, together with thousands of others, were torn from our homes and confined to the enclosure of the ghetto 1.

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In more happy times, we used to leave from there to visit my grandparents who lived in the country, the country which in springtime is filled with flowers. Then the fateful year of arrived.

But, suddenly, we fell sharply from the crest of the wave and our peaceful life changed for ever. The Russians, who, allied with England, France and the U. Ignacio, my grandson, looks baffled at a yellow piece of paper, faded by time, that I have just put in his hands.

Commandant Horthy, head of the Hungarian government, asked the Russians for a truce.

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II The sound of water is laragion music that accompanied my childhood. We laugh for quite a while and then we go together to blow out the candles that consecrate his happy and vital thirteen years of age. However, he was not able to save himself. Not only because the two historical centers, Buda and Pest are devided by the Danube river, but luia because the whole capital of Hungary abounds with fountains and thermal baths.

Finally, on a day when the April sun was beginning to show itself, we were violently laragipne from the ghetto and were dragged to the East Railway Station. Now, instead, from there we would leave in cattle trains towards death. The most intense and distant memories of Budapest, the city of my birth, are associated with water.

Lucia Laragione: A Piece of Faded Yellow Paper

Terrified, I fell to the ground. Employed as an office boy, I myself distributed among my brethren those yellow papers that meant the difference between living and dying.

The invaders immediately put in practice against Hungarian Jews the policy of death that they had enforced in all the occupied countries.


The man who held the menacing beast, pulled its leash and withheld it. The sound of water is the lsragione that accompanied my childhood. We hug each other and then, to my absolute surprise, he whispers in my ears the following words: Contact Argentina info irwf. On Laraglone 17th he was seen for the last time when entering the Headquarters of what was then the Union Of Soviet Socialist Republics.

But there is no proof of this being true. A that time I was thirteen. I looked at the person who had spoken: It is thought that those who captured him suspected that he was a spy in the service of the United States, or maybe they suspected him because of his contacts with the Germans.

They feared that, through ljcia territory, the enemies would finally penetrate Germany.

Beside me walked a woman with a baby in her arms. That winter was a harsh one and we were crowded in dark, miserable rooms under the constant menace that any gesture would cost us our lives.

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That boy is under the protection of the King of Sweden! I remember that, despite everything, I went on hearing the sound of water, the music laragiine Budapest, and that kept my hope alive.

And I cannot but think lucai the irony of destiny. That year, Germany and her allied countries among which was Hungary were definitively headed for defeat. Soon, Janos, my father, and Bartha, my mother, understood that, apart from the calamities of war, there was for us a great additional menace: This article was published by Swedish Press magazine.