When I was in Paris, all of the German refugees began to flow in and it was a very sad time.
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In Germany, they all thought I was a bit mental, very emotional.
We're so lucky where we live, but we're so out of touch. Everyone's mindset is made to feel that refugees are a problem, but it's more than that. They're human beings, too. They were forced from their homes.
After the outbreak of war, in April 1940, we left Geneva with our three children aged 4 years, 2 years and 2 weeks only to become part of the disordered refugee crowds fleeing across France from the German army.
The German experience, as you can see, did move me very much. Seeing that terrible destruction and seeing the miserable state of the people, how they had been beaten down by the war through no fault of their own probably.
I come from a family of refugees. I'm used to surviving and going with the flow, and what happened to me was just life.
You know, those of us who leave our homes in the morning and expect to find them there when we go back - it's hard for us to understand what the experience of a refugee might be like.
Oh, it was so hard to leave Paris, just about my favorite city in the world.
I was in the underground until I left Germany.
Germany can make a major difference in the lives of so many Holocaust survivors who are struggling in their later years.
When I arrived in France, I cried every day. Not because I was in France - I could have been anywhere - but because I was so far, far away from my parents. I missed them so much.
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