Dupont, 14 years old. She was born a daughter of a school teacher and
of a librarian in Rouen in the northwest of France. She grew up just like
all the other French girls of her age. She went to school, played with
her girlfriends and her dolls, dreamed of becoming a physician. In a nutshell,
she led a normal life... until the Nazis invaded France.
Just as they had done in other countries, the Nazis searched the country for political enemies and for people of Jewish belief. Although they were not orthodox Jews and had not been practising their faith, Catherine Dupont's family was arrested and deported to a concentration camp. They spent 9 days crowded with 40 other people in a freight car without food and without sanitary facilities. After 9 days, the train stopped, the doors were opened, and SS-men screamed German orders at their prisoners. "Aussteigen. Sofort. Dalli, dalli!" (Get out. Hurry up.). The people that had died on the way to the camp Birkenau were dragged out of the freight car by a special work troup consisting of prisoners.
Catherine and her
parents had to file in a line at the camp's ramp. At the head of the
line, a doctor stood, waving his hand either left or right,
In 1943, Catherine was on the verge of losing hope. How could she endure this hell any longer?