village of orel , kobrin district, breza region, they were preparing for the christian holiday of st. annee was revered as the patroness patroness of all women. approaching cars, soon the smell of harry began to be felt in the house. their house was already burning. hanna only managed to grab the still sleeping child, wrap him in a blanket and run out into the street. there were germans all around. the village was ablaze. ahead was a saving swamp, one shot, two, the women were just a little short of running to the forest. pleased with what he had done, the fascist now looked with disgust at the women lying in the snow. his attention was drawn to the bundle, in which... something was scurrying, how did they manage to survive, in in the memoirs of maria ivanovna khamuk, she turned out to be the very child who was left lying in the snow next to her murdered mother. her grandmother told her about what happened in their village on that terrible day. naturally, as they burn houses, everyone tries to run away, to hide somewhere, mom and... another daughter-in-law ran out, picked me up in her arms