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Janusz Korczak was a doctor and a writer of children's books. He was also the head of a Jewish orphanage. His groundbreaking views on raising children were known worldwide.
When the Germans created the Warsaw Ghetto, his orphanage was moved there. The conditions were horrific for everyone in the Ghetto. Overcrowding and starvation were constant.
Friends outside the Warsaw Ghetto tried to get Korczak to let them smuggle him out of the Ghetto and of the country. He refused. He and his small staff wanted to stay with the children as long as they could.
In 1942 the Germans came for the orphans to transport them to the Treblinka Extermination Camp. One of the German officers recognized Korczak as the writer of his favorite childhood book, and offered to help him escape. Again, he refused.
While he knew where the Germans were taking them, he told the children that they were going to the countryside, where they could play in meadows, bath in streams, and eat berries and mushrooms found in the forests. He had them dress in their best clothes. They marched out of the orphanage two by two, in their finest clothes with a happy demeanor. Korczak was at the head of the column holding a little child's hand. He had told friends that he wanted to keep the children from being scared for as long as possible.
They boarded the train holding hands and singing. No one ever saw Janusz Korczak after that. He willingly marched into the Treblinka death camp to give a bit of comfort to the children.
That, my friends, is the mark of a true hero.
When the Germans created the Warsaw Ghetto, his orphanage was moved there. The conditions were horrific for everyone in the Ghetto. Overcrowding and starvation were constant.
Friends outside the Warsaw Ghetto tried to get Korczak to let them smuggle him out of the Ghetto and of the country. He refused. He and his small staff wanted to stay with the children as long as they could.
In 1942 the Germans came for the orphans to transport them to the Treblinka Extermination Camp. One of the German officers recognized Korczak as the writer of his favorite childhood book, and offered to help him escape. Again, he refused.
While he knew where the Germans were taking them, he told the children that they were going to the countryside, where they could play in meadows, bath in streams, and eat berries and mushrooms found in the forests. He had them dress in their best clothes. They marched out of the orphanage two by two, in their finest clothes with a happy demeanor. Korczak was at the head of the column holding a little child's hand. He had told friends that he wanted to keep the children from being scared for as long as possible.
They boarded the train holding hands and singing. No one ever saw Janusz Korczak after that. He willingly marched into the Treblinka death camp to give a bit of comfort to the children.
That, my friends, is the mark of a true hero.