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Title: Nice Story
Post by: SuperFlyer on November 29, 2010, 02:34:25 PM
During the Holocaust, a large group of Jewish women were rounded up to be sent to the gas chambers. As the group gathered their possessions to take with them into the camp the evil Nazi officers called out to all the villagers who were standing by watching, "Anything that these Jews leave behind you may take for yourselves, because for sure they will not be coming back to collect them!"
 
Two Polish women who were standing nearby saw a woman towards the back of the group, wearing a large, heavy, expensive coat. Not wanting to wait to see if others got the coat before them, they ran to the woman and knocked her to the ground, grabbing her coat and walked away. As the Jewish women were being led away, these two Polish women lay down the coat to divide the spoils of what was hiding inside. As they rummaged through the pockets, they discovered gold jewellery, silver candlesticks and other heirlooms, but still, as they lifted the coat it seemed heavier than it should be. After further inspection they found a secret pocket, and hidden inside the coat was a little baby girl. Shocked at their discovery, one of the women insisted to the other, saying: "I don't have any children, and I'm too old to have now. You take all the gold and silver and let me take the baby".  The deal was agreed and the Polish woman took her new 'daughter' home to her delighted husband. They raised the Jewish girl as their own, treating her very well, but never told her anything of her history. The girl excelled in her studies and became a successful paediatrician, working in the top hospital in Poland.
 
After some years the girl's 'mother' passed away. A week after, she received a knock at the door. An old woman invited herself in and said "I want you to know that the woman that passed away last week was not your real mother..." and she proceeded to tell her the whole story. The girl did not believe her at first but the old woman said to her "When we found you, you were wearing a beautiful gold pendant with strange writing on it which must be Hebrew, I am sure that your mother kept the necklace, go and look" and with that parting advice she left.

The girl went into her 'mother's jewellery box and found the necklace just as the woman described. She had it extended and wore it every day, but thought nothing more of her Jewish roots.
 
Sometime later, she went on holiday abroad and saw two Lubavitch boys. Seizing the opportunity she told them entire story and showed them the necklace. The boys confirmed that a Jewish name was inscribed on the necklace but did not know what to say about her status. They recommended that she send a letter to the Lubavitch Rebbe explaining everything. She sent off the letter and received a speedy reply saying that it is clear from the facts that she is a Jewish girl and since she had a special talent, she should use her invaluable skills in Israel, a place in desperate need of talented paediatrician's.
She took the Rebbe's advice and moved to Israel where she approached a Beis Din who declared her Jewish. She was accepted into a hospital to work, and she met her husband and raised a family.
Some years later...
When there was a terrorist attack at the Sbarro cafe in the centre of Jerusalem in August 2001, this woman was walking nearby with her husband. She told her husband to return home to the kids and she proceeded to rush to the scene where she treated the wounded and helped the injured to hospital.
When she arrived at the hospital she met an elderly man who was in a state of shock. He was searching everywhere for his granddaughter who had become separated from him. She calmed him down and went with him to search amongst all the patients in order to find his granddaughter. Asking how she could recognize her, the frantic grandfather gave a rough description of a gold pendant necklace that she was wearing. After searching amongst the injured, they finally found the granddaughter who was wearing the necklace. At the sight of this necklace, the paediatrician froze. She turned to the old man and said: "where did you buy this necklace from?" "You can't buy such a necklace" he responded, "I am a goldsmith and I made this necklace.  Actually I made two identical ones for each of my daughters. This is my granddaughter from one of them, and my other daughter did not survive the war"
 
...And this is how the Jewish Polish girl was reunited with her father.
Title: Re: Nice Story
Post by: regalhome on November 29, 2010, 02:45:23 PM
Very nice. Thanks for posting.
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Post by: Dan on November 29, 2010, 03:31:32 PM
Wow, amazing story!
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Post by: moish on November 29, 2010, 04:36:04 PM
where did you hear this story?
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Post by: AsherO on November 29, 2010, 05:21:53 PM
where did you hear this story?

+1

Sources please.
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Post by: elikay on November 29, 2010, 05:44:00 PM
Beautiful story.... also curious for sources.
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Post by: Chaikel on November 29, 2010, 05:45:53 PM
If it's on the internet, it must be true
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Post by: AsherO on November 29, 2010, 05:59:10 PM
If it's on the internet, it must be true

must be true
             ^not

:D
Title: Re: Nice Story
Post by: SuperFlyer on November 29, 2010, 05:59:27 PM
I was a professor @ the hospital, but retired now.

Story is to good to be made up.

I'm sure one of the lubs could dig out something.
Title: Re: Nice Story
Post by: S209 on January 24, 2019, 05:59:43 PM
...still waiting on a source..
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Post by: Shauly101 on January 24, 2019, 06:17:23 PM
its now eight years later and still this got me to tears... lol!
Title: Re: Nice Story
Post by: ludmila on January 24, 2019, 06:24:06 PM
I was a professor @ the hospital, but retired now.

Story is to good to be made up.

I'm sure one of the lubs could dig out something.
When you say you were a professor at the hospital, do you mean a doctor with a phd? Which hospital if you do not mind?
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Post by: S209 on January 24, 2019, 06:42:14 PM
its now eight years later and still this got me to tears... lol!
Itís been 80 years and I still cry all the time when I read about the Holocaust
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Post by: ckmk47 on January 24, 2019, 07:43:05 PM
When you say you were a professor at the hospital, do you mean a doctor with a phd? Which hospital if you do not mind?
In Israel, as in many areas in Europe, doctors are referred to as professors.
Title: Re: Nice Story
Post by: ludmila on January 24, 2019, 08:38:47 PM
In Israel, as in many areas in Europe, doctors are referred to as professors.
Thanks, but for sure not all doctors in Israel are referred to as professor,maybe they refer to specialists with a fellowship as professors?
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Post by: Proisrael on January 27, 2019, 02:42:51 PM
Thanks, but for sure not all doctors in Israel are referred to as professor,maybe they refer to specialists with a fellowship as professors?

Amazing story (if true)....

Israel is messed up with this professor/doctor stuff....The doctor we use won't talk to us if we call him Doctor....he is only professor.....
Title: Re: Nice Story
Post by: justaregularguy on January 28, 2019, 04:28:02 PM
another story that I read on Rabbi David Ashears daily Emunah email:

 There was once a religious boy walking in the street in Bnei Brak. He saw a sign with a request to be tested for a bone marrow transplant. It was for a young man in grave danger who needed immediate help. This boy went for testing and was found to be a match. He asked the hospital if he could meet the boy that he was going to help and they agreed.

 The two sat with each other for a long time talking. They connected, and the boy was so excited to help save a life. Afterward, he came home and told his father the great news - that he is going to save someone else's life. When the father heard the name of the young man that needed help, as well as his father's name, he forbade his son to go through with it. The son replied, "But, Dad, his life is at stake! How could we not help him?" But the father was adamant about it.

There was a Rabbi staying at their home at the time who tried to convince the father otherwise, but the father told the Rabbi, "I don't want to be spoken to about it. Please, leave me alone." This was around Pesach time and the Rabbi was by them for the Seder. At the end of the Seder, when the father just finished his fourth cup of wine, the Rabbi tried, once again, to convince him to save this boy's life.

 At that point, the father opened up to the Rabbi and told him the reason of his refusal. He said he survived the Holocaust and the boy who needs this transfer right now, so desperately, is the son of a Holocaust survivor, as well, who he could never forgive.

 This man knew how to make bombs, so the Nazis had him working for them. The father said, "On one occasion, he came into our barracks with a stick and started poking around. He poked hard at the ceiling and he broke it open and my son, who was hiding there, became exposed. He took my son and walked out. One minute later, I heard two gunshots fired and my world was broken. There is no way my son is going to help save this man's son's life."

The Rabbi replied, "But his son didn't do anything to you. Why should he suffer?" But the father wouldn't hear it. The Rabbi tried to convince him to at least talk to them, maybe there is some information he didn't know. And he finally agreed.

At the meeting, this other man told the father, "I have been hoping for years to find you. You see, that day, the Nazis found out there was a child being hidden in your barracks and they told me to go in and kill everyone there. I told them, 'No, I could easily just find the child being hidden and kill him.' I was meaning to save all of your lives. And when I took your son out, I was going to save his life, too, but there were two guards with me so I had to shoot them and run away. I ran with your son and I put him in a monastery for protection. The Nazis found me and beat me. They couldn't kill me because they needed my services, but they injured me to the point where I would never be able to have children. After the war, I went back to the monastery to get the boy and adopt him until I found you. This boy is really your son, and that's why your other son is a good match for the bone marrow."
Title: Re: Nice Story
Post by: flyingace on January 28, 2019, 07:36:21 PM
This story was made up by Chaim Walder. It is in one of his books.
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Post by: YitzyS on January 28, 2019, 09:47:40 PM
This story was made up by Chaim Walder. It is in one of his books.
I believe it's in his book "Behind the Mask"
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Post by: Yehuda57 on January 29, 2019, 12:35:19 AM
BTW, a fun game to play in groups is mad libbing a Chaim Walder story
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Post by: Luvtotravel on January 29, 2019, 02:12:46 AM
another story that I read on Rabbi David Ashears daily Emunah email:

 There was once a religious boy walking in the street in Bnei Brak. He saw a sign with a request to be tested for a bone marrow transplant. It was for a young man in grave danger who needed immediate help. This boy went for testing and was found to be a match. He asked the hospital if he could meet the boy that he was going to help and they agreed.

 The two sat with each other for a long time talking. They connected, and the boy was so excited to help save a life. Afterward, he came home and told his father the great news - that he is going to save someone else's life. When the father heard the name of the young man that needed help, as well as his father's name, he forbade his son to go through with it. The son replied, "But, Dad, his life is at stake! How could we not help him?" But the father was adamant about it.

There was a Rabbi staying at their home at the time who tried to convince the father otherwise, but the father told the Rabbi, "I don't want to be spoken to about it. Please, leave me alone." This was around Pesach time and the Rabbi was by them for the Seder. At the end of the Seder, when the father just finished his fourth cup of wine, the Rabbi tried, once again, to convince him to save this boy's life.

 At that point, the father opened up to the Rabbi and told him the reason of his refusal. He said he survived the Holocaust and the boy who needs this transfer right now, so desperately, is the son of a Holocaust survivor, as well, who he could never forgive.

 This man knew how to make bombs, so the Nazis had him working for them. The father said, "On one occasion, he came into our barracks with a stick and started poking around. He poked hard at the ceiling and he broke it open and my son, who was hiding there, became exposed. He took my son and walked out. One minute later, I heard two gunshots fired and my world was broken. There is no way my son is going to help save this man's son's life."

The Rabbi replied, "But his son didn't do anything to you. Why should he suffer?" But the father wouldn't hear it. The Rabbi tried to convince him to at least talk to them, maybe there is some information he didn't know. And he finally agreed.

At the meeting, this other man told the father, "I have been hoping for years to find you. You see, that day, the Nazis found out there was a child being hidden in your barracks and they told me to go in and kill everyone there. I told them, 'No, I could easily just find the child being hidden and kill him.' I was meaning to save all of your lives. And when I took your son out, I was going to save his life, too, but there were two guards with me so I had to shoot them and run away. I ran with your son and I put him in a monastery for protection. The Nazis found me and beat me. They couldn't kill me because they needed my services, but they injured me to the point where I would never be able to have children. After the war, I went back to the monastery to get the boy and adopt him until I found you. This boy is really your son, and that's why your other son is a good match for the bone marrow."
michoel shnitzler has song of this story but regarding a kidney transplant
Title: Re: Nice Story
Post by: justaregularguy on January 29, 2019, 03:21:02 PM
michoel shnitzler has song of this story but regarding a kidney transplant
I did hear that many of the details were changed but I think the basic outline is true.
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Post by: good sam on January 30, 2019, 12:14:51 AM
So the donor boy's father knew immediately that the sick boy's father was the jew in the camp who captured his son, but the sick boy's father through endless searching was unable to locate the boy's true father. Like did they live in the same neighborhood. Do I have this right?
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Post by: shimino1 on January 30, 2019, 02:33:32 AM
Chaim Walder himself writes at the end of the story that he made it up to help raise awareness for the cause of bone marrow testing.