holocaust memorial in Volos
From www.greeceindex.com and www.americansephardifederation.org
The indigenous Jewish communities of Greece represent the longest continuous Jewish presence in Europe.
The Romaniote Jews lived there from ancient times and were Greek speaking while the Sephardic Jews arrived there after their expulsion from Spain and spoke Ladino. Both groups adopted certain Greek customs while retaining their own identity, culture and religious beliefs.These communities were almost completely destroyed in the Holocaust.
In the spring of 1941, the Germans defeated the Greek army and occupied Greece until October of 1944. The country was divided into three zones of occupation: Bulgaria annexed Thrace and Yugoslav Macedonia; Germany occupied Greek Macedonia, including Thessaloniki, Piraeus, and western Crete; and Italy occupied the remainder of the mainland and the islands.
Where Jews resided determined not only their subsequent fate, but also their ultimate possibility of escape.
The Germans chose March 25, 1944, Greek Independence Day, to deport the Jews of Volos, 130 were deported to Auschwitz-Birkenau.
There were 900 Jews in Kastoria in 1940. On March 25, 1944, 763 Jews were rounded up for deportation, first to Thessaloniki and then to Auschwitz-Birkenau. Prior to their deportation, they were enclosed in an abandoned school for days, with no food or water, and the young girls were raped by German soldiers.
On March 25, 1944, the entire Jewish community of Ioannina, 1,860 people, was deported to Auschwitz-Birkenau. Today only 35 Jews live in Ioannina; they are the only remnants of a once thriving Romanniote Jewish community.
This is a place to be to be, this is a place to be
This is a place to be to be, this is a place to be
Skopelos and Virgin
-by Skorda
when first you see it
across the water,
rising round and new above the mountain.
Open your mouth and swallow
while youth holds its roundness near,
and you are running fearless in the dark.
Hold it inside, it is still warm
and you will need its light,
there, inside you.
Down the road of time, somewhere
after you’ve aged, traveled,
Explored, discovered.
And the dust around your doorway
has been pounded hard and smooth under your feet.
When you find yourself growing weary and bored,
when your eyes see only ruins,
and your heart is empty.
You may believe, in your exhaustion,
that this is truth, at last.
That the mystery has unraveled,
leaving no wilderness to explore or tame.
All secrets have been shared,
the frontier has dissolved.
Know then, with these thoughts,
you have been swallowed.
The warm belly of the beast
comforts with confining darkness
and lulls with rhythmic sounds
Murmuring to you,
Curl up and sleep,
just go to sleep.
Shake your head,
stretch your legs,
do not sleep now.
Remember what you know.
You swallowed the moon,
you hold it inside you.
Not as a magpie hoarding shiny things,
or wearing the moon for beauty
or bartering the moon for wealth.
You swallowed the moon for this moment.
When you will walk to the water’s edge,
open your mouth, release the moon
and let its light build you a pathway
across the wine dark sea.
©Skorda 2008
note
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Tuesday, March 25, 2008
March 25: day of sadness and loss
Labels:
Jews of Greece,
WWII
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