ꨐ Best Irena's Children: The Extraordinary Story of the Woman Who Saved 2,500 Children from the Warsaw Ghetto to read Ґ By Tilar J Mazzeo च ꨐ Best Irena's Children: The Extraordinary Story of the Woman Who Saved 2,500 Children from the Warsaw Ghetto to read Ґ By Tilar J Mazzeo च Irenas Children Prologue Warsaw, October 21, 1943 Aleja Szucha Irena Sendler knew her destination The door slammed shut up front, and the black prison car lurched into motion She had been given only minutes to dress, and her fair, bobbed hair was bed tousled Janka Grabowska had run down the front path with her shoes and thrust them at her at the last moment, braving the violent caprices of the soldiers Irena hadnt thought to lace them She was focusing on just one thing staying calm and keeping her face blank, placid No sad faces That was the wisdom Jewish mothers gave to their children when they left them for the last time in the care of strangers Irena wasnt Jewish, but it was still true that sad faces were dangerous They must not think I have any reason to be frightened They must not think I am frightened Irena repeated that thought silently It would only make what was coming harder if they suspected what she was hiding But Irena was frightened Very frightened In the autumn of 1943 in Nazi occupied Poland, there were no words terrifying than Szucha Avenue There may have been no words terrifying anywhere in wartime Europe It was the address of the Gestapo headquarters in Warsaw The brutalism of its exterior seemed cruelly suited to the Germans purpose From inside the squat complex of buildings, the corridors echoed with the screams of those being questioned Those who survived remembered afterward the rank scent of fear and urine Twice a day, just before noon and in the early evening, black vans punctually returned from the holding cells at Pawiak Prison to collect the bruised and broken bodies Irena guessed that it was just after six oclock in the morning now Maybe six thirty already Soon the late October sun would be rising over Warsaw But Irena had been awake for hours So had everyone in the apartment building Janka, her trusted liaison and a dear friend, had joined a small family celebration for the feast of Saint Irena that night After gorging on cold cuts and slices of cake, Irenas frail mother and her visiting aunt retreated to the bedroom But Janka had already missed the curfew and would have to spend the night So the younger women camped out in the living room and sat up late, talking and drinking tea and cordials After midnight, Irena and Janka dozed at last, and by three a.m the girls were sleeping soundly on makeshift cots But in the back room, Irenas mother, Janina, was restless How Janina had enjoyed hearing the carefree murmur of the girls voices She knew from her daughters taut jawline that Irena was taking chances, and she had a mothers heavy worry Pain made it hard to sleep, and so Janina let the thoughts carry her Then, in the darkness, came a sound that she knew was wrong The heavy thudding of boots echoed from a stairwell somewhere Irena Irena Janina hissed in an urgent whisper that penetrated Irenas dreams Bolting awake, Irena heard only the anxiety in her mothers tone and knew in an instant what it meant Those few moments to clear her head were the difference between life and death for all of them What came next was the racket of eleven Gestapo agents pounding at the apartment door, demanding entry The fear brought a strange, metallic taste to Irenas mouth, and underneath her rib cage the terror came and went in shocks that felt electric For hours the Germans spewed threats and abuse, gutted the pillows, and tore apart the corners and cupboards They pulled up floorboards and broke furniture Somehow they still didnt find the lists of the children The lists now were all that mattered They were just thin and flimsy scraps of cigarette paper, little than rolled bits of tissue, part of Irenas private filing system But written on them in a code of her own invention were the names and addresses of some of the thousands of Jewish children whom Irena and her friends had saved from the horrors of Nazi persecutionchildren they were still hiding and supporting in secret locations all across the city and beyond Warsaw At the last possible instant, before the door flew open, giving way to the bludgeons and pounding, Irena tossed the lists on the kitchen table over to Janka, who with brazen aplomb stuffed them into her generous brassiere, deep under her armpit If they searched Janka, God knew, it would be all over It would be even worse if they searched Jankas apartment, where there were Jews hiding Irena could hardly believe it when the Germans themselves covered up the worst bit of incriminating evidence she watched, mesmerized, as a small bag with forged identity papers and wads of illegal cash was buried under the debris of smashed furniture She wanted nothing than to fall to her knees in that moment And when she understood that the Gestapo wasnt arresting Janka or her mother but only her, she was positively giddy But she knew that the laughter rising inside her was tinged dangerously with hysteria Dress, she told herself Dress and leave here quickly She threw on the well worn skirt she had folded over the back of the kitchen chair only hours earlier and buttoned her sweater as fast as she could to speed her departure before the agents had a chance to reconsider, and walked out of the apartment into the cold autumn morning barefoot She hadnt even noticed until Janka came running Now, though, she had time to think about her own dilemma as the car swayed at each street corner Sooner or later there was no question that they would kill her Irena understood that already This was how her story ended People did not return from Aleja Szucha or from the ghetto prison at Pawiak, where arrestees were locked up in between their bone crushing interrogations They did not return from the camps like Auschwitz or Ravensbrck, where the innocent survivors of the Gestapo were deported And Irena Sendler was not innocent The sedan cranked hard to the right as it headed southeast across the still sleeping city The most direct route would take them toward Warsaws broad prewar avenues, first skirting west and then south of the wasteland that had once been the Jewish ghetto During the first years of the Nazi occupation, Irena had been in and out of the ghetto three or four times a day sometimes, each time risking arrest or summary execution, trying to help to save some of their old school friends, their Jewish professors and thousands of small children Now, in late 1943, there was only ruin and rubble It was a killing ground, an endless graveyard The ghetto had been leveled after the Jewish uprising that spring, and her friend Ala Golab Grynberg had disappeared inside that inferno Word in the underground whispered that Ala was still alive, in the forced labor camp at Poniatowa, one of a group of young militants secretly planning their escape from the prison Irena hoped that, when this barbaric war was over, Ala would make it back to collect her small daughter, Rami, from the orphanage where Irena had her hidden The prison car passed a few blocks north of what had once been the Polish Free University The institution was another war casualty Irena had completed her degree in social work across town, at the University of Warsaw, but she had been a frequent presence on the Polish Free University campus in the 1930s, and it was there, thanks to Professor Helena Radlinska, that her resistance cell had been formed They had been, almost to the last one, Dr Radlinskas girls in the days before the occupation Now they were part of a well organized and daring network, and the professor had been the inspiration for that too It was a network of urgent interest to her captors Irena was in her early thirties now, but her girlish, waifish looks were deceiving The Gestapo had just captured one of the most important figures in the Polish underground Irena could only hope that the Germans did not know it Crammed in beside her, a soldier, in his tall leather boots and with a tangling whip and truncheon, let down his guard It was the end of their nighttime shift of terror Irena sat on the lap of another young recruit, and she guessed that the boy wasnt than eighteen or nineteen They even seemed, she thought, to be dozing Irenas face was calm but her mind was racing There was so much to consider and so little time left to her Janka knew exactly how important these lists wereand how dangerous If the lists were discovered, it would set in motion a chain of executions The Gestapo would hunt down the Jewish children They would murder the Polish men and women who had agreed to care for them and hide them Zofia and Stanislaw Wladyslawa and Izabela Maria Palester Maria Kukulska Jaga And they would kill Irenas mother, even though the frail, bedridden woman could only guess at the extent of her daughters shadowy activities The Germans followed a strict policy of collective punishment Entire families were shot for the transgressions of a single member Irena couldnt help but feel that she had once again been a bad daughter She had always been, she knew, like her impetuously idealist father If the lists were lost or Janka destroyed them as a safety measure, there was another agonizing dilemma When Irena died, there would be no one to reconstruct them Irena was the general in this citizens army and the only one who knew the details recorded on them She had promised mothers and fathers who went to Treblinka that she would tell their children who had loved them When she was dead, there would be no one able to keep that promise There was one other question, too, that shook her Who would tell Adam Celnikier Adam Her Adam Her husband, Mietek Sendler, was somewhere in a German prisoner of war camp, and it would take weeks or perhaps months for word of her execution to reach him It would eventually if he was still living But she and Mietek separated before the war, and it was Adam she lovedAdam, whom even now friends were hiding under a false name and new identity One of Warsaws few surviving Jews, Adam was among the hunted, and his life was in constant danger The engine of the Gestapo sedan reverberated through the silent morning streets of Warsaw With each turn, the soldiers roused slightly Irena had to prepare herself now for what came next She had to prepare herself to give away nothing, no matter what torture was inflicted Too many lives depended on it Irena had risked her life to keep the children hidden Now she was determined than ever to die with her secrets What if she was not strong enough to do it If the pain were great enough, would she even betray Adam in his secret hiding place She wondered now what she could bear When they broke her bones with cudgels and pipes in the days to come, that thought would haunt her It was a cold morning, and fear was also chilling her The car rolled now smoothly eastward along the broad avenue, picking up speed on the final stretch of her journey Soon they would reach Aleja Szucha and her last destination There they would strip and search and beat and question her There would be threats and intimidation There would be lashes and agony and cruel torments that were at that moment still unimaginable Colder things were coming Irena slipped her hands into her coat pockets to warm them for a few moments Her heart froze the instant her fingers touched something light and thin and crisp Cigarette paper Irena suddenly remembered that there was one part of the list that she had forgotten On it was an address It would betray the life of someone she had meant to check in on that morning It was there between her fingers.From the New York Times bestselling author of The Widow Clicquot comes an extraordinary and gripping account of Irena Sendlerthe female Oskar Schindlerwho took staggering risks to save 2,500 children from death and deportation in Nazi occupied Poland during World War II.In 1942, one young social worker, Irena Sendler, was granted access to the Warsaw ghetto as a public health specialist While she was there, she began to understand the fate that awaited the Jewish families who were unable to leave Soon she reached out to the trapped families, going from door to door and asking them to trust her with their young children Driven to extreme measures and with the help of a network of local tradesmen, ghetto residents, and her star crossed lover in the Jewish resistance, Irena ultimately smuggled thousands of children past the Nazis She made dangerous trips through the citys sewers, hid children in coffins, snuck them under overcoats at checkpoints, and slipped them through secret passages in abandoned buildings But Irena did something even astonishing at immense personal risk she kept a secret list buried in bottles under an old apple tree in a friends back garden On it were the names and true identities of these Jewish children, recorded so their families could find them after the war She could not know that than ninety percent of their families would perish Irenas Children, a fascinating narrative ofthe extraordinary moral and physical courage of those who chose to fight inhumanity with compassion Chaya Deitsch author of Here and There Leaving Hasidism, Keeping My Family , is a truly heroic tale of survival, resilience, and redemption. 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