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Nol Escher - ‘They just picked them up and shot them’
‘Every morning at eight thirty I go down the narrow stairs and walk through the Ferdinand Bolstraat along the Weteringschans to a small park where my school is. Ten minutes earlier my father walks the same route to the local magistrates’ court. Towards the end of the Ferdinand Bolstraat, there have been no trams for some time now, I hear a noise. At first I stand still then I run to the corner of the Weteringschans.
I hear voices around me; ‘That’s for the Kraut that they attacked yesterday. They just picked them up and shot them.’ In a stinking pile of rubbish I can see bodies. Dead people. It’s then that it sinks in. As fast as I can I run to the magistrates’ court, as if I’m in a dream. The porter sits in his office. ‘Is my dad here already?’ I hear myself say. The man shakes his head. ‘There’s nobody here yet.’ I don’t hear a thing and then I hear myself screaming with fear. After a while I feel a hand on my shoulder and look into the eyes of a man I recognize as my father’s colleague. ‘Your dad is here.’ he says and I see my father walk in. He looks at me in a strange way. ‘I had to take another route,’ he says, ‘there was a reprisal. Now go home.’
Source: Extract from Nol Escher, Trompetten in de verte: een novelle, written by Emilie Escher, daughter of the author Nol Escher.
Nol Escher
Nol Escher is eight years old when war breaks out. Because the coastal region is evacuated he moves from Bentveld, a village in the dunes near Zandvoort to Amsterdam. Christmas 1942 the Escher family move into a house where Jews had previously lived on the Noorder Amstellaan number 190. In June 1945 they move back to Bentveld.
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