04/15/2015 12:24 pm ET | Updated Apr 15, 2015

Why We Need To Remember The Mothers Of Auschwitz

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Good morning, my pretty lady, are you pregnant?

The questioner in the sunshine was a smiling doctor, a charmer in his early forties, impeccably dressed, his manicured hands flipping soft leather gloves. Rachel focused on his glistening boots — jackboots. She had to concentrate on them and what they symbolized to suppress her natural pride in the prospect of motherhood. She had to understand the incomprehensible: that a positive ‘Yes’ would be the end of life for her and for her unborn baby.

She looked the doctor straight in the face and lied: “Nein.”

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