Leah Kaufman was nine years old when the Romanian Jews were driven on a death march to Transnistria, a frigid area with hardly any food, shelter, or human decency. Somehow, she lived - and lived with her Judaism intact! As a young orphan, all alone, she kept Pesach and Yom Kippur, and remained faithful to her parents faith in Hashem and love of Judaism. She retained her humanity after a series of harrowing experiences and miraculaous rescues that would have destroyed a less resourceful, less pure person. When the War was over, the memories of her past lay dormant inside her for fifty years, while she put together a new life in Canada and raised a fine Jewish family. But then she remembered her legacy, her mother's constant charge to her during the last weeks of her life: "Leah, you must live! You must remember! You must tell the world!" She has been telling it ever since. She speaks for those who are forever silenced.
The first part of the book is very powerful. The terrible holocaust of Romanian Jews is the most violent and horrific than anything I read about the holocaust. Trasnistra. Remember this word.