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Winner of the nationwide Jewish ebook Award for Fiction

Perla S. is a gorgeous seventeen-year-old woman who, whereas interred within the Theresienstadt focus camp, turns into a prostitute. shooting Perla's voice via a chain of diary entries, Arnost Lustig exhibits how she continues her integrity, honesty, and wish amidst lies and horror. this primary paperback version has been widely revised and increased by way of the author.

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I7 i whilst i used to be 4 years previous, I used to bop and sing for a person who requested, in our residence, in the street, nearly at any place. while i used to be twelve, I advised myself that I may be a very good woman, extra unselfish each day. I took a mystery oath approximately what i'd try to accom­ plish in my existence. At 13, my physique and my head made an agree­ ment. At 16, I vowed to profit every little thing individual like me may well examine. And to try to consider satisfied for every little thing worthy feeling chuffed approximately. earlier than the Luftwaffe officer got here, I dreamed that i used to be making a song and dancing the best way I used to bounce whilst i used to be 4 years outdated. The dance itself used to be diverse, and never in simple terms simply because much o f water had flowed below the bridge, even though the sensation o f dancing used to be a similar. yet inspite of my dancing, I felt as though I have been the final individual on the planet. In my dream i needed to invite my mom why there needed to be lots distress earlier than guy may perhaps switch. swap for the guess­ ter? For the more serious? I don’t understand. I simply don’t recognize. Don’t be aware of. as soon as Ludmila and that i observed the celebs. She inspiration that purely what's far away is gorgeous. To this I stated that perhaps every thing attractive is nice. “Earlier, possibly what was once appealing used to be good,” Ludmila acknowledged. “Now merely what one does to exist is gorgeous. ” She laughed. i believe toward the rat than to anything. Rats don’t fear approximately the next day to come. i will be able to think the rat the next day to come, so far as that is going. might be I’ll take into consideration the rat greater than approximately the rest, even at the educate. I already consider that her enamel are my enamel, her eyes are my eyes, a bit o f rat’s middle lies in my chest. Even on the finish of the adventure, once they chase us out o f the rail­ street automobiles, the picture o f the rat will nonetheless be with me, what she munch­ es on, and the way she's going to outlive me. every little thing will stay with the rat. I don’t need to fear approximately her identify, her date o f start, her deal with. Rats can do with out names, with out numbers, with out go back addresses. Down on the ramp a freight teach stands, farm animals automobiles. It won’t rain, snow, nor will the wind blow on us. Fifty autos. we are going to be packed in like sardines. ahead of they seal the doorways, they are going to throw a sack of boiled potatoes at our heads, and shove into the arms of the closest individual a pail full of water, which, after we’ve under the influence of alcohol it dry, can function bog. 172 it really is chilly. The sunlight is shining. Snow lies at the towers that sur­ around the Theresienstadt citadel, white, with out footprints. The stone squares and the bricks from which the evening wind has blown the snow glisten like ice. The locomotive puffs away, and the engi­ neers stare upon the mountains. The air is fresh. a sense of heat breathes from the locomotive. shortly i'll climb down the wood stairs and for the final time pay attention them squeak as though they led their very own mystery lifestyles, like several­ factor and everyone else. inside of me i will pay attention the echoes of voices that every now and then arrive as inaudibly because the mild of these extinguished stars. If I needed to, i might do it back. it really is as though i'm anything like an antenna, attached to every thing.

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