Spots of Light – To Be a Woman in the Holocaust
Selected Panels from the Exhibition
When Yehudit, Edith Gombus’s best friend, fell ill, Edith sent her a note describing what they had imagined they’d eaten. “We ate everything apart from a little slice of bread, which we saved for you.”
Born in Hungary in 1914, Yehudit immigrated to Amsterdam in 1938 and worked as a nanny for a Jewish family. At the time of the German occupation, she was studying to be a beautician. In this capacity she met the wife of the Hungarian ambassador to the Netherlands, who supplied her with a passport that did not identify her as a Jew. Yehudit became a member of the resistance, distributing forged ration cards and food to Jewish families who were hiding on Dutch farms. Betrayed by a Dutch woman, she was deported in 1944 to Westerbork and on to Ravensbrück, where she was put to work in a Siemens factory. She and her friends wrote “fantasy recipes.” As the war came to a close, Yehudit joined the Bernadotte convoy, and reached Sweden. She died in Israel in 2003.
We had low quality white paper. We took out a large sheet and folded it into small pieces. I brought a thread and a needle and sewed it so that it would not come apart, and we wrote in it. I will never forget how a Dutch woman told me: “I have pear kugel, write it down.” I replied, “I’ve never eaten it, so I don’t long for it.” She insisted, “But it would give me such pleasure to talk about it.” So I did her a favor and noted it down. The objective was to satiate our need for food. If you are hungry you don’t care about anything but food.
Yehudit (Aufrichtig) Taube