They are the last
Holocaust survivors
There are not many left we can talk to…
Julia
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The Last Ones of Auschwitz

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The Last Ones

Esther, Ginette and the others

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Les dessins des camps

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Jacqueline Zitto - Les Derniers

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My visit to Jacqueline

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Bernard Ores - Les Derniers

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My visit to Bernard Ores

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My visit to Lili

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Themes

The Last survivors of the camps

144 Videos

The Last hidden children

94 Videos

Clips

Témoignage déportation - Les Derniers
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Hedy
« Sometime they whipped people so hard, they couldn't even get up »
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Judith H. Sherman
« Suddenly, we were inferior, you know. »
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Laszlo
« I realized that some people wanted to hurt me and I started to feel afraid. That fear stayed with me for years. »
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Nissen Mangel
« This thumb determined the fate of millions of Jews. »
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Sami
« I live under the poverty line. 40% of the Holocaust survivors in New-York live under the poverty line. »

Chapters

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The end of the war

22 elements
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The turning point

45 elements
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The camps

46 elements
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The present and the future

14 elements
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Live with

27 elements
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Life in hiding

19 elements

Feature episode

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My visit to Francine

« You don't know what freedom is, because you're free.  »
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My visit to Jacques

« On the quay, I must have seen approximately 300,000 people pass before my eyes, all of whom went to their deaths. »
Les Derniers - Jacque
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My visit to Yvette

« I saw a lady with white hair, whom I didn't recognize. Mom didn't recognize me either: we hadn't seen each other for a year and I weighed barely 36 kilos. »
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My visit to Bernard

« The separation from my mother is terrible. We say nothing to each other. No tears, no "se you soon", no hugs, just a sort of flight, a sauve-qui-peut. »
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