Please read this interesting story that is about to be into a movie. A force for good against evil.
The  girl with the apples . A true story of survival from the Holocaust and the  mysterious ways of God that drew people together here in America after their lives had touched in the dark days of Hitler.

August 1942. Piotrkow , Poland.

The sky was gloomy that morning as we waited anxiously. All the men, women and children of Piotrkow’s Jewish ghetto had been herded into a square.

Word had gotten around that we were being moved. My father had only recently  died from typhus, which had run rampant through the crowded ghetto. My  greatest fear was that our family would be separated. ‘Whatever you do,’ Isidore, my eldest brother, whispered to me, ‘don’t tell them your age. Say you’re sixteen.

‘I was tall for a boy of 11, so I could pull it off…