Yonathan Gomez

“The ghetto was not guarded. One could enter and leave as one pleased. Maria, our former maid, came to see us. Sobbing, she begged us to come with her to her village where she had prepared a safe shelter. My father wouldn’t hear of it. He told me and my big sisters,“If you wish, go there. I shall stay here with your mother and the little one …” Naturally, we refused to be separated.”
― Elie Wiesel, Night