Notes of Life - The Story of Holocaust Survivor Hilde (Grünbaum) Zimche
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- เผยแพร่เมื่อ 30 มี.ค. 2024
- The story of Holocaust Survivor Hilde (Grünbaum) Zimche. Hilde was born in Berlin, Germany. During the Holocaust Hilde was deported to Auschwitz-Birkenau, where she was a member of the women’s orchestra. She was later sent to Bergen-Belsen, where she was eventually liberated.
A very touching story narrated by survivor Hilde Grunbaum Zimche!!
Two things shared by Hilde, I will remember forever, from this testimony are,
1. Her mother Sussane's advise to her..........
" Anything you know, is good. It may come handy one day." @ 14:30 - 14:38 minutes.
2. In Hilde's own words,....
" You have to have a specific goal in life.A life that is without a goal to follow, isn't worth it."
@ 17:39 - 17:52 minutes.
These two are 'gems' of life!!
Hats off to Hilde's spirit and her courage to fight all odds.
If Hilde is still alive, ( which seems unlikely, )she must be 101 now !!
Her life story is very inspiring !!
A beautiful, wellmade film.😢
Absolutely beautiful woman. I am speechless. May she be always blessed.
Always compelling.
Thank you for sharing your story. Never again.
Thank you for sharing your testimony.❤
extraordinary women, l am glad you survived, 🇦🇺🍀🙏
Very wise woman. I like the photographs. One of my aunts is named Hilda. Her first name sounds a lot like yours. My grandfather Henry Kaup often spoke about a woman by the name of Hilda in Germany which he continued to like a lot when moving here to Canada just before the Great Depression at around age 17 or so. I remember my grandfather Kaup teaching me how to count up to 10 in German. To this day I remember that with fondness because no one back then here in the Canadian education system thought girls and women were good at math.
Thank you for your testimony and life wisdom!
My mother's name was Hilda ❤
Incredible woman.
Traduzione in italiano non tutti capiscono l inglese grazie
I had an aunt who never fit. I’d ask if she was grandfather or grandmothers sister, and was never told an answer. Her name to me was Aunt Bea, she had a number tattooed on her arm. We are Christians. As an adult, I believe her name was shortened and that she was a misplaced survivor. I have her name and the last number tattooed at Auschwitz tattooed on my arm along with her favorite flower asters.
Beautiful, brave and sensible woman. Looked like she had a happy life in Israel. 🇮🇱 I so hope so. 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏👵🇦🇺
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