Josef Vogeler's Life In Paris, France

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Paris, France 1974: Josef Vogeler knew that his mother, Helena, had been involved during the war, but she never told him how. Often, he looked at the tattoo on her left arm, although she usually covered it. His Uncle Itzhak told Josef that Helena did not want to talk about it. Helena had a friend named Claire who lived in Paris and there were times that she came to help Helena. Claire had lived through the war too and still cursed the Germans so many years later. Josef’s father died when he was only two and Helena rarely talked about him. She only said that he had been a brave man and helped people during the war. When sixteen-year-old Josef came home that day, he saw his mother talking to Claire in the kitchen. Helena greeted her son, “What did you study today?” she asked. “Trigonometry and stuff,” he replied hastily before heading down the hallway to his bedroom. “What is stuff?” his mother asked. “You know, history, we were learning about World War Two,” Josef said quickly. “Can I ask you something?” Josef asked hesitatingly. “Of course,” Helena had a fairly good idea of what the question would be. “Were you in Auschwitz?” her son asked, “I mean, I only thought…show more content…
As she drew closer, she saw that they were not regular paving stones, but tombstones. Helena picked one up and carried it to the road. There, all the women began to lie out the stones. Helena felt revolted; they were using tombstones to make a road for the Germans. They went on in the same way. The overseer continuously yelled and swore at the women. When she felt displeased with the work, the women hit or whipped a prisoner. They had roll call again that evening for several long hours. Afterwards when they had dinner, Helena found Claire. “In which detail you working?” Claire
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