Survivors' Stories

“The opposite of love is not hate, it’s indifference.”
Elie Wiesel

Angela Orosz Richt

  • From: Poland (Auschwitz Birkenau)
  • Liberated from: Poland (Auschwitz Birkenau)
  • Deported to Auschwitz-Birkenau from: Hungary (Satoraljaujhely)
  • Current Location: Canada (Montreal)
  • Year of birth: 1944

Brief Bio

My parents got married 1943 in Sarospatak, Hungary.My mother was 3 month pregnant with me, when they were deported from Hungary, Satoraljaujhely. She kept her pregnancy a secret from everyone. Mengele experimented on her as she was pregnant with me. She gave birth to me on December 21 in Nazi German Concentration and Extermination Camp Auschwitz Birkenau barrack C, which was full of children. Everything went quietly, I didn’t cry because I was around 1kg, I had no energy to cry, and she couldn’t say a word because we would have been killed if discovered. After giving birth to me she had to go outside  in the freezing December weather, without clothing, bare-feet. by ‘appell’  , otherwise we would have been discovered.  On January 27 Auschwitz was liberated, and an other little boy was born helped by a Russian doctor. His mother did not have milk, so  My mother nursed both of us. My father was murdered. My mother was taken to Katowice, Chernovice, Sluzk.End of November we returned from Sluzk, which was a DP camp with 800 Holocaust survivors, Primo Levy was there also. All the remaining twins were there with us. It was long way to nurse me back to health, many doctors did not want to undertake the process. Finally my mother found one. MY mother remarried a Holocaust survivor, who lost his wife and daughter, we lived in Hungary, I went to school there, married 1965, gave birth to my first child, became a teacher. 1966 my mother left Hungary with the help my stepbrother, a Holocaust survivor also Ted Bolgar,  In 1973 we escaped from Hungary 1982 my son was born. 1992 my mother passed away of cancer in Toronto.

What does Auschwitz means to you?

Auschwitz is the place where I was born and where my father -whom I never met-was murdered. When I walk there, I am scarred to step on the ground, maybe someones blood, someones ashes, someones tears, someones murdered body is under the earth…Very frightening emotionally to  walk there.

My message for the future generation…

Don’t be ignorant.  Study history.  Stand tall against hatred, whoever peddles it.

Genocide doesn’t just happen, it can be prevented. It happens only when people ignore the warning signs, when they are ignorant, when they don’t want to learn how it all started, when they think they are immune to hatred. I want to tell future generations: Be courageous and never forget!

My mission, my passion  is to educate the public about the Holocaust,that is  the only way to combat antisemitism.Education.

I feel, there is a reason I stayed alive, to take over the torch and fight in the name of the 6 million, who were murdered, who don’t have a voice anymore.

Who will be accompanying you on this journey?

My son and probably my daughter in law.

My son is my lifeline, he is married, he is given my murdered fathers name, Avram, he is planning to say kaddish for him in the memorial of January 27 That will be his first time in Auschwitz.