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Friday, April 26, 2013
Everyday Heroine of the Past: Irina Sendler
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Tara
Recently I came across a story that
really got my attention. The story was
of a woman who had been nominated for the Nobel Peace prize the same year that
Al Gore won. The woman’s name is Irina
Sendler, and she had the courage to silently fight the Nazis, some of the most
brutal men and women in all of recorded history. She was a nurse and a social worker who
worked with an organization called the Polish Underground. With the assistance of approximately two-dozen
other volunteers, she saved 2500 infants and children from certain death by
smuggling them out of the Warsaw Ghetto.
Irina was granted permission to
work in the ghetto as a sanitation inspector due to an outbreak of typhus. The living conditions in the ghetto were
horrifying, filthy, and grim. Many died
in the ghetto before being transported to the concentration camps because of
the “living” conditions there. They were
dying of starvation and disease. The
Nazis “tolerated” the presence of a group known as the RGO, or Central Welfare
Council, a polish relief organization of which Irina and her crew were a
part.
Irina
walked into the ghetto with her big, black bag.
She looked around at the despicable conditions of the camp, overwhelmed
by the rancid smell of decay and death. Though
she had been there countless times, she couldn’t get used to it, the sadness
and the bleak inhumanity to which these innocent people were subject. She glanced from person to person, some still
having a flicker of life left in their eyes and faces, others with eyes that
seemed dull and lifeless. The wind was
blowing that day, soft and bitterly cold. She tilted her head back, and looked
at the grey sky as the wind graced her cheek with just a hint of hope. The buildings
were once teeming with life, and now stood ominously, coffins upright.
That
day, she knew she was there to visit a family with two children. The young mother desperate, panting, eyes
scarlet in color. She would have no
tears to shed, as her eyes had almost dried up.
“Please,
please take the baby,” she begged, seeming like she was on the verge of
vomiting. Her voice trembled and
shook. Her husband was quiet and timid,
and Irina could sense that he must have been a strong man before the round
up. He had broad shoulders, and wore a
tattered, dirty jacket. The sleeves were
too short, and she noticed he had no shoes on his feet.
He
spoke softly to his wife, so softly that Irina could barely make out what he
said. He glanced at Irina and said,
“take her to a new family. Give her…” At
that, he choked and sobbed, and fell to his bony knees. He looked up and silently, but furiously
begged to a god he once believed in. Why
have you done this? Why?
Irina had visited so many families like this one. Families who, because of their Jewish
identity, were rounded up like cattle and shipped off to die agonizing deaths
if they survived the ghetto, hell on earth.
She
gently took the baby from mother’s arms and placed her softly inside the big,
black bag. The mother let out a soft,
terrifying squeal as the baby was closed gently and safely within this bag of
freedom. This was the sound of a heart
breaking, and Irina had heard it before.
She walked out the door, and out of the ghetto with that
precious child in her keeping. That
child, along with approximately 2500 others, was saved by Irina Sendler, a true
woman of strength, honor, and sacrifice.
She kept all of the names of these children in a glass jar she had
buried in a secret location, and when the war was over, she attempted to find
their families and reunite them. Most of
the families had been executed, but a few were reunited.
Irina was eventually found out by the Nazis, beaten,
tortured, and sentenced to death. She
was saved by members of the resistance group, Zegota, by bribing German guards,
and until the war ended, she spent her time in hiding. She died at the age of 98, in the year 2008
in Warsaw, Poland, the place where her heart would never abandon.
***
Gina Tonnis is a part-time college writing instructor and a full-time mommy. She is happily married to her best friend, and they live in Atlanta with their two beautiful little boys. Gina is also a cancer survivor, which has given her the gift of appreciating each and every moment of her life.
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Fascinating! It always suprises me, the different incredible women that resided in history! I am so grateful that there stories are being told!:)
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