“Zivia [Lubetkin] was one of thirty fighters posted on the highest floors of a building at the intersection of Nalewski and Gensia Streets – the first unit to encounter the Germans. The anxiety, the excitement, was nearly overwhelming. While they were no army, they were so much more organized than they’d been…hundreds of them in strategic locations armed with pistols, rifles, automatic weapons, grenades, bombs, and thousands of Molotov cocktails…As the sun rose, Zivia saw the German forces advancing toward the ghetto, as if it were a real battlefront. Two thousand Nazis, panzer tanks, machine guns. Polished, lighthearted soldiers marched in, singing tunes, ready for an easy final coup…”
- Judy Batalion, The Light of Days: The Untold Story of Women Resistance Fighters in Hitler’s Ghettos
The Second World War effected just about everyone on the globe in some way or the other. Half of those people were women. Like everyone else, women were victimized. In places like Nanking, Berlin, and Manilla, they were subjected to sexual violence. In places like Hamburg, Tokyo, and Leningrad, they struggled to keep families together beneath a rain of bombs and artillery shells, while food stocks dwindled. Women were held in internment camps, concentration camps, and death camps.
But their roles went far beyond simply enduring punishment. Women served as air wardens, spotters, and antiaircraft gunners. They were doctors, nurses, and ambulance drivers. They worked in factories building tanks and planes. They served in the uniformed services, not only typists, radio operators, and clerks, but as pilots and snipers. Women also acted as spies, saboteurs, and resistance fighters.
Despite this multitude of experiences, the literature on the Second World War has been slow to recognize women. While a lot of backfilling has been done by historical fiction, nonfiction still has a way to go before any semblance of balance can be restored.
To that end, Judy Batalion’s The Light of Days is a welcome volume. In presenting a true account of female Jewish fighters in Poland, she doesn’t merely highlight an under-told story, but does so in ways that are frequently gripping, and always inspiring. It reminds you that there are still a lot of stories to tell.
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When Poland fell to the Germans in 1939, Germany promptly divided the ill-starred country into three parts. One part went to the Germans themselves, another to the Soviet Union, who – in their devil’s bargain – had also invaded Poland, while the final segment became the so-called “General Government.” In this administrative territory, the Nazis planned to warehouse undesirables until such time as the land could be colonized with German settlers.
Very soon, Jews found themselves legally declared non-humans. They were rounded up into ghettos, worked as slaves, and summarily executed. As the “Final Solution” unfolded, they began to be shipped to death camps as well. Resistance to this calamity came in many different forms, including groups that gathered maps and information, smuggled necessary supplies, and hid those who were able to escape. A smaller number decided to mount an armed struggle.
Among these active resisters, young women played important roles as intelligence operatives, couriers, and warriors. These women, Batalion explains, had important advantages over men, which allowed them to move more freely outside the ghettos. For one, they avoided the circumcision test, which the Nazis used to catch males suspected of trying to pass as gentiles. For another, classic chauvinism meant that females were often underestimated or unsuspected.
The Light of Days follows the exploits of around twenty of these female resisters. Some we follow throughout the book. Some we only know for a short while. No matter how long they are around, they hold the page with immediacy.
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Initially, The Light of Days is a bit slow, as Batalion works to introduce all the characters, as well as the organizations to which they belonged, which were often in ideological conflict. The pace picks up drastically once the battle is joined during the Warsaw Uprising. Despite being well over 400 pages of text, the pages fly by with the swiftness of a thriller.
Occasionally, I thought Batalion’s obvious passion for this subject matter led to overwritten passages with a few too many flourishes, such as rhetorical questions, repeated phrases, inferred thoughts and emotions, and a dubiously-high number of exclamation points. Given the inherent vitalness of the underlying action, these novelistic touches felt unnecessary, even distracting. Batalion is far better when she is restrained in her telling, because an unadorned recounting of these women’s experiences is quite potent without being goosed with one-word sentences and one-sentence paragraphs.
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The Light of Days is well-researched, as attested by Batalion’s annotated endnotes. This is history, not an act of imagination. That said, it is subjective rather than objective, and told strictly from the perspective of the Jewish women. The male fighters are mentioned as necessary, but are never allowed to hijack our focus. The Germans exist only as unnamed, faceless antagonists, a shadowed evil. Adolf Hitler does not appear, while Heinrich Himmler, head of the murderous SS, shows up only twice, and quite briefly. Save for an epigraph, the rabid antisemite General Jurgen Stroop never joins the narrative, despite being in charge of the Germans who razed the Warsaw Ghetto
This is a bit odd, but I understood Batalion’s intent. Sometimes, the only way to correct a distortion is by another distortion. She wants to center her characters without our attention being drawn away. In that, she succeeds.
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The downside to this approach, in my opinion, is that Batalion has avoided not only German perspectives, but apparently German documentation. During the Warsaw Ghetto fight, for instance, one of Batalion’s sources claims 300 Germans killed, while Stroop reported less than twenty. Obviously, the Germans might have been lying, yet this discrepancy is not reported, much less explored.
This can be forgiven, as The Light of Days is about humans, not statistics. Nevertheless, Batalion narrates some thinly-sourced scenes without any explanation. She relies heavily on memoirs, which can be notoriously tricky as primary sources. The reason is that they often combine eyewitness testimony with supposition, rumors, and secondhand information. Batalion states that she tried to corroborate and cross-index. Ultimately, however, she sides with the woman telling the tale, regardless of plausibility.
The starkest example comes during an episode that purportedly took place at a liquidation camp. According to a prisoner, an unidentified Nazi commandant plucked beautiful Jewish women from the crowd, dressed them in fancy dresses, brought them to a party, and forced them to dance with SS members. During the dance – a literal danse macabre – the women were shot in the head by the commandant. Having read thousands of pages about the Holocaust, this might be the single most shocking thing I’ve seen. Unfortunately, the source is a person who was not there, and who heard it from a person who also could not have been there. Once they constructed Auschwitz, the Germans lost the benefit of the doubt. Still, this feels like hearsay that – while figuratively true, and symbolic of Nazi depravity – is not based on hard evidence.
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The dramatic climax of The Light of Days comes during the war. My favorite parts, however, are the closing chapters, in which Batalion follows the survivors – many of them “premature orphans” who have lost their entire families – as they attempt to forge the semblance of a normal life. It is an effecting struggle, one in which not all triumphed. These summation chapters also delve into the reasons these women’s stories were downplayed in the first place, sometimes sacrificed to the necessities of Israeli politics.
Batalion concludes The Light of Days with a bit of explanation regarding her methodology, and the choices she made. Her reasoning is sensitive, and though I stand by my critiques, I appreciated her motivations.
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In general, the resistance movements around the world did little to change or even shorten the war. The Jewish resistance in particular could not stop the Holocaust, and Batalion stays well clear of any such claims.
Instead, the decision to fight back was an act of agency. It was a seizure of a small semblance of control in an otherwise vast and impersonal conflict. Moral victories can be overstated; they can also be too easily dismissed.
Whatever the true casualties suffered by the Germans in the Warsaw Uprising, it is worth noting that the female fighters terrified them. They are emphasized in Nazi accounts for their ferociousness, their nimbleness, their suicidal willingness to die, as long as they took a German with them. “Devils or goddesses,” General Stroop called them, also referring to them as hallucinations. It’s fair to ponder whether, as they faced this resistance – these women with pistols and grenades, shouting curses with their last breaths – the Germans first realized that despite their best efforts, they would never succeed in their annihilationist quest, and that the Jewish people would persevere and live on.