"There were children crying
"Mother!", "Father!" - but they were smeared with
blood and one could not recognize the children.
We removed the corpses and the dying
people who held onto her and continued to bite. She asked us to take her
out, to free her, but we didn't have the strength - and thus we were there
all night, fighting for our lives, listening to the cries and screams -
then all of a sudden, we saw Germans, mounted Germans - we did not notice
them coming in because of the screams and the shouting from the bodies
I saw them. I saw the children. They were
running after me, hanging onto me. Then I sat down in the field and
remained sitting with the children around me - the children who got up
from the heap of corpses.
Then Germans came and were going around the place. We were ordered to collect all the children, but they did not approach me and I sat there watching how they collected the children. They gave a few shots and the children were dead - they did not need many shots - the children were almost dead, and this Rosenberg woman pleaded with the Germans to be spared, but they shot her.
They all left - the Germans and the
non-Jews from around the place. They removed the machine guns and they
took the trucks. I saw that they all left, and the four of us - we went
onto the grave - praying to fall into the grave -even alive, envying those
who were dead already and thinking "What to do now?".
praying for death to come, I was praying for the grave to open up and to
swallow me alive. Blood was spurting from the grave in many places - like
a well of water.
his book The Righteous Sir Martin Gilbert tells how Rivka made her
way, wounded and bleeding, across the field around the slaughter pits. A
farmer took pity on her, hid her, and fed her. Later he helped her join a
group of Jews hiding in the forest.