April 1, 2021
Thought
for Today
“The
first days of January 1942 brought enormous amounts of snow. The reader already
knows what snow meant for the clergy. But this time the torture surpassed the
bounds of the endurable. At the same time the thermometer hovered between 5 and
15 degrees below zero. From morning till night we scraped, shoveled, and pushed
wheelbarrow after wheelbarrow of snow to the brook. The work detail consisted
of more than 1,000 clergymen, forced to keep moving by SS men and Capos who
kicked us and beat us with truncheons.
We had to make rounds with the wheelbarrows from
the assembly square to the brook and back. Not a moment of rest was allowed,
and much of the time we were forced to run.
At one point I tripped over my barrow and fell,
and it took me a while to get up again. An SS man dashed over and ordered me to
turn with the full load. He ran beside me, beating me constantly with a leather
strap. When I got to the brook I was not allowed to dump out the heavy snow,
but had to make a second complete round with it instead.
When the guard finally went off and I tried to
let go of the wheelbarrow, I found that one of my hands was frozen fast to it.
I had to blow on it with warm breath to get it free.”
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