suddenly, at the very end of the column, he saw esfil, his wife, their eyes met, she screamed, show themorked feverishly, a few moments later he was already running towards the policeman, showing the saving document, shouting as he went: aus, policeman, that the man really does have a pass. everyone was lying down, because it was low, the ceiling was low, everyone was lying down, there were 60 people there, it was terrible, four days. sitting behind the pici, there was a woman, aginskaya fields, with a little girl, she was younger than me, she started crying, she was strangled in front of her mother so that 60 people would not die, we were sitting and i remember it clearly, and i will never forget it. we children were talking to each other, how to hold our breath longer and how to pretend to be dead, so that the germans wouldn't kill you. people used every opportunity to hide: basements, attics, ditches, cellars, exits and manholes from houses. malina, as they called it in the ghetto, places where you could hide. during the pogrom, it saved many lives of the ghetto members. in a small ho