Before the ghetto was set afire it started to become real bad.
People were murdered. People were just taken out for no reason at
all and just killed, especially children were just thrown against
the wall...just killed. Well, at one point they rounded us up all
and they had lines..."you stay here, you stay here, you stay
there." At that time we were already...the people started to get
separated from their families. If somebody looked well to them
enough to be transported to work--which I thought was work--was
in one line. People that were sickly looking or meekly looking,
they went another line. Elderly parents were in another line. The
people that looked too sick to them, they just took care of them
right away. Like my parents were, at that time, really very bad
looking, and they just shot them right then and there. And not
only my parents but a lot of them. I was in the line and I tried
to run out to help but I was pushed back. You couldn't do
anything. My sisters were younger than I. They took them to...to
a younger line. I was in the older line. However, somehow I got
out of that line and I, I tried to hide. I got out of that line
and I was able to, to get to a hiding place which I hide...I hid.
That's how I got out.