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Warsaw, 1939. Lyla Kasovsky, a young Jewish originally from Poland, is only fourteen years old when the German army invades Poland. Soon, the Jewish population is gathered in a ghetto. Comes next the persecution, the misery, the fear and the death. Lyla sees her members disappear one by one. In the nightmare of the war, she participates in the resistance of the ghetto of Warsaw with only her will to live and love…
The peace
My name is Lyla, but when I was little, my grandmother called me Lila. I love my grandmother. She called me Lila because she said that I reminded her of lilac. She said that I smelt good and that I’m sweet like Lilac.
Everyday, when returning home from school, I used to walk and talk with my friend, Katherine (who’s not Jewish by the way) for hours. We were always together, everywhere we went. She was from one of the rare families who weren’t Jewish in Warsaw. My mother told me to spend less time with her for the reason that she wasn’t Jewish. I answered that it doesn’t matter if she’s not Jewish, it’s the character that counts and Katherine is really nice. After listening to my argument, my mother didn’t care to argue with me. She just nodded like she always does when I’m right. My mother can sometimes be racist but she has a big heart. She thinks that I shouldn’t be friends with Katherine because maybe one day she will denounce us to the Nazis. This is completely untrue because Katherine considers us like her second family. My life was just great.
Bad news
Until one day. My entire family: father, mother, Jim (brother) and grandmother were gathered around the radio. I approached to hear what they were listening to. It was only the news; I didn’t bother to listen more so I went away.
The following day, father came to me and called me Lyla-not Lila and I knew something bad was going on. Usually, father never calls me by my real name unless something was happening.
Then, bad news hit…Father told me we had to...