The cat wandered around the table, Margo sat in front of him and answered emails. The last time I visited her, she sat in her apartment in the senior residence on Kuamma and answered all types of requests.
She did it herself, very unusual for the then 100-year-old. But it was important for her to answer everything, continue to go, passing her story.
“Be people” repeated her again and again, at every event. There is no Jewish, there is no Christian, there is no Muslim, only human blood. I often heard that this effect has never missed it.
“Try to earn your life”
In any case, it was a miracle how this woman worked. Margot was a small, miniature woman, always well dressed, she arranged apprenticeship as a tailor. Therefore, she managed to become a man with the most stylish outfit at each event. And she always managed to charm the halls, regardless of its size.
The history of her life is now told in countless necrologues, this is life. Survival in the shelter in Berlin and in the concentration camp of Theeresienstadt during the Holocaust, the loss of her brother Ralph, who was killed by the Nazis. The farewell greeting of her mother, who was also killed, should try to earn her life. And their later return to Berlin.
Margo Friedlander and author in 2019 before reading at the University of Berlin.
Photo:
Bernd Vannemher
I met her in reading, later organized an event with her, sometimes attended, and when awarding the honorary doctoral degree at Berlin University, Berlin spoke with all the young people to whom she told her history. For all those who have never forgotten their calls to be a person and never forget.
She was looking forward to
The fact that she has now died for tears. This was one of the latter who showed us the horror of national socialism and crimes of our parents, grandparents or great Grandiaurus. She was never bitter or evil, although she would have something right.
But she always looked forward. “What happened happened, we can no longer change it,” is another proposal that burned down in my memory. But we would have to make sure that this would not happen again. Margo said this again and again.
After awarding honorary doctors in their honor there was a holiday, several courses, wine and standing. When the guests gradually said goodbye, Margo was very surprised. It was more awake and better than the rest of the society of the holiday. Go home now? Impossible.
So she was, and therefore I will remember her. Memory guard. A woman who will not forget many. And the “man”, in the Yiddish sense, that, despite everything, still believes in good in another person. It’s hard to believe that now we must do without them.
Take care of yourself, Margot, you will skip here.
