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A Child in the Holocaust

First there were the good times,

Boating, holidays and sports,

Eating chocolate pudding in the sun,

Pleased with life until Hitler's reign had begun.

Things have changed.

We were made to feel unwanted.

They laughed at us like hyenas,

Now I'm being deported. Where am I going?

As I look at the iron gates,

I wonder what horror could lurk here,

I soon found out the horrible truth,

Me and many others, buried alive.

Now I lie under the ground,

Not making a sound,

Now, the war is still not over,

Why couldn't help have come sooner?

by Ifan

View of a child

Life used to be so happy,

Dancing, skating, parades,

Until that man named Hitler came,

And our lives will never be the same.

Hitler made up all those rules,

We weren't allowed to do anything,

He separated us from the rest,

And he thinks he's the best.

He put us in a labour camp,

Stripped us and made us starve,

I felt as if I wanted to die,

It made me want to cry.

He'd killed thousands of us,

Each in different ways,

But now we have been set free,

And Hitler can't get at me.

by Robert

Through our eyes

Carefree childhood. Life's a happy game,
Soon to be shattered, never to be the same.

Sports, dancing and vacations were all the rage
Hitler was in power, the dawn of a new age.

Life will change like the turn of a page
No longer free, trapped in a cage.

Swimming, skating, skiing, eating
Everyone was happy with friends they were meeting.

They took appliances from the Jews
It's on the front cover of the news.

Jews weren't allowed in public places
Hitler didn't like different races.

Teachers picked on Jews for doing well,
Made their lives into a living hell.

Their clothes were embroided with a yellow star
To distinguish and separate from afar

A notice was plastered on their doors,
It was a terrible time, it was war.

Packed into trains they could hardly breathe
With few possessions they would surely freeze.

Leaving behind all memories of the past
The doomed train arrives in the camp at last.

'Arbeit Nacht Freit' written above the gate,
As the terrified people entered a world of hate.

Men to the left, women to the right
This really was a terrible sight.

Frail, thin bodies huddles in groups
"To the showers ordered the troops".

But it was not water that flowed from the tap
It was the poisonous gas that leaked through a gap

Bodies piled in mountains high
For what insane reason did they die?

The dead heaped in ovens to be burnt.
From the holocaust many lessons were learnt.

They did not forget but survived to the end
Their hopes and religion they would always defend.

by Katie

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After watching a video about the Holocaust, several pupils were moved to write their own poems.