Hershman wouldn't even know her name if it wasn't for this precious faded photograph.

Thing is a historic photograph for me.

This is a photograph that my mother sent to her mother, who hadn't seen me.

And she writes a souvenir from the war to my beloved grandfather and grandmother, and she signs as if she was me, Leah Hershman on.

That's how I learned my name that was given to me by my parents.

This is the only source.

That's why this is a historic photograph.

Hands Attman.

I store it.

Layer was a baby when her parents paper and Zeevi Hershman were murdered in Nazi occupied Poland.

Wednesday marks international Holocaust Remembrance Day.

Layer is one of the few remaining survivors.

Thin this photograph since there is no writing on its back, there is no doubt that I am the baby thing.

I assume that the woman who holds me is my mother, but it's not very clear because nothing was written.

The Jewish infant was rescued by a priest who placed her in an orphanage run by nuns.

Hey took me and placed me on the railroad tracks and ran to his priest to confess what he had done, the priest told him, go quickly and bring her to me and apparently wasn't much of a distance because he made it.

The priest handed me over to an orphanage war orphanage that was run by nuns where local Villagers who didn't have Children came toe adopt Children.

This is how I arrived at a childless family at the age of nine months.

Guilty.

The stories and photos of Jewish youngsters, many of them orphans like Layer, are part of a new online exhibition called My Lost Childhood.

It's showing at Israel's Yad Vashem Holocaust Museum.

Many were reunited with relatives and went on to live their lives in Israel, the US, Canada, Latin America and other destinations after the war layers and learned that her sister had given birth.

The ant won a court custody battle against the adoptive parents in Poland on brought the child to Israel in 1949 layer, now faces new risks from a coronavirus pandemic, but holds fast to her life's motto.

E took it upon myself, even though I don't always know how to turn darkness into light on bitter into sweet and it is possible.

Okay, any LEM oddity behind him should dream.

But my thing is my life's motto, because I have learned that in the course of life, things which we have no control over happened to us, but we can control and choose what we do with, um and how we see them.