This is the true story of Nechama Tec, whose family found refuge with Polish Christians during the Holocaust. Dry Tears is a dramatic tale of how an eleven-year-old child learned to "pass" in the forbidding Christian world and a quietly moving coming-of-age story. This book is unique celebration of the best human qualities that surface under the worst conditions.
Nechama Tec (née Bawnik) (born 15 May 1931) is a Professor Emerita of Sociology at the University of Connecticut.[1] She received her Ph.D. in sociology at Columbia University, where she studied and worked with the sociologist Daniel Bell, and is a Holocaust scholar. Her book When Light Pierced the Darkness (1986) and her memoir Dry Tears: The Story of a Lost Childhood (1984) both received the Merit of Distinction Award from the Anti-Defamation League of B'nai B'rith. She is also author of the book Defiance: The Bielski Partisans on which the film Defiance (2008) is based, as well as a study of women in the Holocaust. She was awarded the 1994 International Anne Frank Special Recognition prize for it.[2]
Every Holocaust survival story is unique. Nechama Tec recounts her unique experience in Nazi-occupied Poland with precision and an understandable detachment. She includes every tiny detail as she tells of fleeing her home and hiding with Christians to avoid the Nazis.
She and her sister hid 'in plain sight' because they didn't look Jewish and were able to pass as Christians. Her life in hiding included selling home-baked goods on the Black Market and playing with local children who often made anti-Semitic remarks. She had to be a strong little girl. She fled her comfortable, happy life and waited out the war in a sad, uncomfortable hovel.
Her family was resourceful. Unfortunately, in their wartime 'home', they were regularly exposed to spousal abuse, child neglect, deceit, and jealousy. She and her family were concerned for their future, never knowing if they truly would have a future under the circumstances. They never allowed themselves to actually be fearful or weak. Her father was a creative thinker and a negotiator, able to help his young daughter see past the filth and ignorance that surrounded them every day. He knew how to be humble and how to 'keep the peace' in the dysfunctional, overcrowded household.
I am amazed that Nechama Tec was able to recount such detail in both fact and perceptions of that time. This autobiography touched me not only because of the horrors and uncertainty of that time, but mostly because of her explicit, thorough narrative of conditions and events.
I enjoyed this sad book about a strong girl and her family's struggle to make it through the war and their attempt to come out on the other end together. Damn Nazis
This well-written memoir is a lovingly written tribute to Tec's parents, especially her father, who had the foresight, connections and appearance to arrange for the author's family to spend the duration of World War II passing as Polish Christians. The author presents a different and more ambiguous struggle for survival than is typically given in holocaust biographies and memoirs. The poor Homar family accepts Tec's family to ensure their own survival during a time of deep rations and deprivation. The Jewish family essentially foots the food bill, the rent and the start-up for one of the Polish family member's black market vodka business. The author insists the Homars are kind, affectionate, and generous to them in spite of being deeply anti-semitic. My edition includes an epilogue in which the author explains something of what happened after the war when the family returned to Lublin Poland. Compared to the rest of the book, this section is quite sketchy and unsatisfying. The author states that dealing with this aspect of her personal and family history is still painful. Dry Tears reads like narrative and the author provides clear characterization of the poor Poles her family lived with. This is a book worth reading for a completely different view of the Holocaust experience.
I have read many memoirs by Holocaust's survivors. Every book: unforgettably sad, heartbreaking. I found this book very interesting, they experienced the war from a different side, in different circunstances (hiding, taking care of one another, never losing faith). No matter the reasons, they were lucky to find people who helped. I'm curious to know how they reconstructed their lives.
I refuse to rate this, it is I feel unfair. Probably wont be rating other Holocaust related non fiction texts that i will be reading in the future.
To tell your story of something as horrific as the Holocaust is just too haunting and daunting a task in my mind, and i cant possibly in right conscience give it a rating.
Anyway coming to the book, often times when the events were too bizarre and just surrealistically, astoundingly evil, I had to stop and remind myself that this actually happened. This was emotionally jarring.
A heart-wrenching tale of a Jewish family struggling to survive in Nazi-occupied Poland during WWII. There are many scenes that will keep you on the edge of your seat. Highly recommended.
Это первая моя книга для курса про Холокост на Курсере - и она очень похожа на книги Чуковской. Потому что там тоже самое чудовищно липкое чувство, когда ты действительно попадаешь в вывихнутый абсолютно мир, который как-то живет и функционирует. Успешно функционирует, причем на основе абсурдной лжи, возведенной в ранг аксиомы, и страха. Страх причем возникает отнюдь не сразу, он постепенно прорастает в человеке, но как его выдрать потом - я не знаю. Меня восхищают и изумляют люди, которые могут говорить об этом - это как разорвать зашитый рот, и ты замираешь от ужаса, потому что неясно, как это пережить, а как уж об этом говорить - вообще запределье. И обе стороны - и те, кто верил в эту аксиому, и те, кто боялся, выглядят винтиками. И это, пожалуй, самое страшное в этой книге. Как человек становится винтиком. Не может не стать.
В общем, все, что я могла бы сказать про Холокост в цифрах: At the end of the war in 1945 the Bawniks were one of three Jewish families in Lublin that had survived intact.
Memoir of a young Polish girl whose Jewish family needed to hide during German occupation of the country. The main part of the book is how the family survived, written from the perspective of a young girl who needed to keep secrets, endure loneliness and humiliation, and eventually work on the black market to support her parents. This part was told without emotion, but is very revealing. The final section, written years later tells briefly of the family's return to their home city after the war. The tone of this section was so different, so sad, so pained, revealing how the family was resented when they returned, an assassination attempt was made, and eventually the family had to flee to Germany to start new lives after time in a DP camp. The anti-Semitism didn't die with the Nazi defeat. How sad.
Dry Tears, The Story of a Lost Childhood was a very moving story of the Holocaust. It was told through the eyes and heart of a young girl who with her family was forced to pass as Christians among anti- Semitic people during WWll.
Beautifully written memoir by a woman who was 8 years old in Sept. 1939 when war erupted in Poland. She describes how she and her Jewish family survived in detail, through relationships with Christian Poles, in hiding where her parents had to hide completely but she and her sister took on the identities of two Polish girls and so could participate in helping to support their family. The characters are drawn fully and with generous complexity, so we see that the Polish family who are hiding them (death is the punishment if they are denounced) are also unreflective antisemites, hating the imaginary stereotype which they take without question to be true, even though the real life examples in front of them bear no resemblance to it. In fact, they go to the father of the family for advice, and he shows himself to be the master diplomat. We watch as children learn to negotiate unspeakable experiences which the author is making sense of many years later in this memoir. You cannot hold onto simple tropes about either group after reading this autobiography.
"Seen through the eyes of a pre-teen girl, this story describes for the reader how a family of four survived the Shoah in Lublin and Kielce, Poland. The author describes in heart pounding detail how the leadership and guile of her physically ailing father and heroically untiring mother guide their two endangered children through a maze of terror and peril under unimaginable circumstances.
Subject to humiliation and deprived of seemingly everything, Tec's parents cobble together just enough to outlast their would be murderers. Deeply moving, expertly written, this book captures the reader in a net that will have you breathless until the end."
I had Nechama Tec as a guest lecturer about 10 years ago in college and a month ago decided to re-read her autobiographical account of her childhood in Poland during ww2. It is strange to read how difficult her childhood was, and sit next to the same person in a completely different environment. The world has changed so much in her lifetime.
Someone in class asked her a bizarre question about Israel and she handled the misguided student with tact and not anger or become irritated as some would.
Read this for my history class. I've actually really enjoyed this class and the books I've read for it because they aren't topics that I would normally seek out on my own (i.e. historical novels). It was depressing but also fascinating to be able to read someone's firsthand account of the Holocaust and their experiences. In the future, I'm hopefully going to read more books like this one (and Blood at the Root). Overall, it was really good and I'd totally recommend :)
I am currently at the half way point and am wondering if I should bother to continue. The story itself, it beautiful. The hardships and trials of all the horrific things is awful. But it's presentation is badly done.
The story had potential, However I cant get past it's exterior.The main character talks about sacrifice and how she is less conspicuous because of her blond hair(she is jewish)and so she is more safe. There is nothing impacting about the writing. that's where all my beef is. simple as that. the writing.
Nothing captures me in the story. The story is about a courageous life, someones account of how they got by and it's shaming to look down on it because of it's lack of description.
If you've been reading for a while you know that there are a glut more bad books than good. This book by Mechama Tec is a gorgeous story and that is overlooked at some points. I WANT to know about characters. I hear from the main characters point of view her encounters with them but I WANT and NEED to see them further developed. When one reads they want to feel like they know the characters. I don't know the characters. I know their characteristics and a few traits but I don't know them.
She changes names so many times, forgetting her past identity and resuming another. I can wish and hope all I want but it's not going to do much. Her life changes like the current. Disheveled and uprooted she's constantly on the move. But in the mist of it all, the horrible terrible things there are laughs. Intelligent conversations and moments that are only described and brushed off. I NEED to read and take a break and even if the moment lasts only a few seconds. A casual exchange or a second that she smiles. Something like that.
At and during the time period it was hard to smile but there's evidence that the main character does. She does have those seconds and moments that should be treasured. I read them, the gossip, the singing, the new friends, both tentative and quickly made.
Was the purpose to make it so detached? I don't think so. The reason that we read is to see the world from the eyes of others. step into their shoes and go on a journey with them. To be informed and enlightened, on a bad way or good, that is why we read.I did not achieve that knowledge of beating able to call the characters my friends of enemies. I'm not in a position to say that I feel their individual pain other than the pain of millions.
In these sort of time of detachment I loose interest. With all the beating, murder and the severity of the Holocaust there is only the facts. The notifications in the book that a close friend has dissapeared but it doesn't hit the reader like it should. Every dead close friend should bring the reader to tears. Because they over the course of the book grew to love the character. Whether during the span of six pages or a hundred it all goes back to the moments.
Thats what decides a good and bad book. (Or a portion of how we decide.) We sympathize, laugh, cry, get angry with them. Experiencing the tale with them and that happens through moments.
I've already mentioned this because it's so important. It's those moments that catch your attention. They draw your glaze and if it's done right you can see it in your mind. I have so far, not encountered any moments of momentum. So many stressful situations but the emotion was not conveyed. There were the adjectives and enough to grant a twinge of pity but not enough to really bring me to my knees.
It's not even just the happy moments it's also the sad ones. I know that these are highly sensitive topics but When she's hiding in a cramped cellar I want to KNOW what she entertains her self by doing. does she imagine she's some where else? We don't know we only know she hides. Does she worry for her mother who could not hide with because of the fact that there was no room? We don't know. There's so much uncharted territory.
The best description that I can give is that you have a back yard. You have never bothered to go outside or look out the window. You just know it is there. Your Mom tells you that she ate an apple from a tree in the yard and offers you one but you don't want it. Your sister likes to play on a swing set in the yard but you never play with her so you are only vaguely aware that the swing set exists. Your Dad sits on while reading.
good got a picture in your mind?
Probably of lush green grass(or dead grass) a tall apple tree and a sunny swing set next to it and in front a bright red foldable chair.
Here's what I was talking about: Tall grass unevenly cut. Your mothers apple tree branches out and there's a swing handing from the lowest branch. Your Father sits on the branch. Then suddenly there's a storm and the apple tree falls down. Your family is heartbroken but you can only pity and sympathize. You didn't have any notable experience with the tree and there fore are unaffected when it is cut down.
Two very different ideas and you, the reader, is blind to your surroundings. That is how I feel reading the book.
Overall, my opinion of the book was that it is a accurate story of prevalence and bravery that is only held back by it's lack of discription.
Warning about sensitive themes, I'd recommend for mature children.
The writing was so dry and boring I could barely make it through the first couple of chapters, her story sounds amazing but isn't well written making it extremely hard to read. I'm disappointed.
Dry Tears is the story of a Jewish child who went into hiding with her family immediately following Nazi Occupation of Poland. This book deals with many of the themes that we deal with in class: the rise of dehumanization and anti semitism, loss, identity and guilt just to name a few. One chapter is focused on Jewish Life before the Holocaust, a reminder that these individuals were people before they were victims. Her story goes through all of the death and destruction she was forced to reckon with. The details are so vivid throughout her story; you almost wonder if she was soaking it all in just so one day she could tell audiences about what she saw and experienced throughout the Holocaust.
I read the second paperback edition, which has an epilogue written by the author years after writing the first edition.
Autobiographical story of a twelve-year-old Polish-Jewish girl who as able to "pass" as a Christian while her parents needed to hide in a Christian home.
I guess I always thought that Christians who hid Jews during WWII empathized with the Jews and wanted to protect them as a matter of humanity. While that is true of some Christians, others held Jews because they were paid and while they lived together on a daily basis, weren't really empathic or concerned about their survival as individuals, only as paying "guests".
I started to write this sentence with "As a Christian", but forget about being a Christian - as a human being I found the end of the book and the epilogue to be incredibly depressing. This is not a negative for the book - the book is excellent in all parts. The end and the epilogue cover the return after the war and how Christians acted toward them upon their return. I found the behavior of the Christian Poles to be appalling - not that it was terrible, but the detachment, insensitivity, entitlement, and callousness toward their fellow human beings was totally demoralizing.
This book was the book I selected for my non-fiction novel. Typically, I would not read a non-fiction book because I don't find them to be as interesting; but since we were required i chose a book that atleast has an interesting topic: The Holocaust. This beautifully written book is so interesting to me because every detail inside it has actually happened to this woman. Getting the story from a first hand experience makes it seem more real. Every detail, though extremely horrible and tragic, is so interesting and intriguing that you can't put the book down. In comparison to the other books i have read this semester, "Dry Tears", was not my favorite book. Though it was near the top, none of the books out of the Hunger Games series could even compare. I wish I would have made the time to fit in the books on my To Read list because they seemed fairly difficult to read but also interesting. Perhaps i will read them even after the semester is over.
Pisana z perspektywy dorastającej dziewczynki, rzadka w literaturze relacja z życia rodziny żydowskiej, która podczas wojny wykupiła sobie schronienie u polskich rodzin. Kolejna pozycja, która miażdży tabu Polaka-bohatera pomagającego Żydom z poczucia moralnego obowiązku. Dużą zaletą tej książki jest narratorka, która pozwala nam obserwować wojnę i holocaust z dziecięcej perspektywy. Nie jest to zatem książka smutna, krążąca wokół przeżywanych tragedii, lecz wyzwalająca podziw wobec niesamowitej zaradności rodziców i samej Krysi (fałszywe polskie imię Nechamy), którzy znajdowali się wielokrotnie w sytuacjach niemal bez wyjścia. To także przykry obraz polskiego antysemityzmu, podsycanego propagandą nazistowską i niebezpieczeństwem związanym z niesieniem pomocy. Warto przeczytać, bo to trochę taki pamiętnik Anny Frank, ale z Lublina, Warszawy i Kielc.
An understated and beautifully written story of the Jewish author's childhood in Poland during the Holocaust, passing as a Christian and hiding her fear.
Reading this book, I felt as if I were sitting at Nechama Tec's feet, after having asked her to tell us how she survived the Holocaust by passing as Polish Christian and trading on the black market. The story was told simply and plainly and without drama or flowery prose. If you can, get the later edition, to which the author added an epilogue covering the events that transpired immediately after liberation. I gave this book five stars because not only was it well-written, but it has priceless historical value.
This memoir was as touching as it was infuriating. Tec brings the story alive, though I feel parts of the description were redundant and simplistic. She skillfully builds tension and presents excellent scenes, but I felt that the interspersed physical descriptions of people and location could have been presented more artfully. Additionally, I found the epilogue wholly unsatisfying, largely because it showed an unexpected reluctance and a drastic change in tone. Overall, however, I found this work enlightening and fascinating as well as informative.
A fascinating story of a young Jewish girl surviving the Holocaust in Poland by "passing" as a Christian. What's interesting here is that her family's saviors are not angels of progressiveness and light - they are real people looking to make ends meet, with typical (for the times) anti-Semitic attitudes; their words and their actions do not necessarily line up the way you might expect. The conflict inherent in that juxtaposition makes for a more realistic read than I have seen before.
This was the second edition of the book. It included an epilogue by the author. This is the gut-wrenching autobiography of a childhood spent in hiding during the Holocaust. A very moving coming- of- age story that depicts how an 11 year old Jewish girl learned to "pass" in the forbidding Christian world of Nazi-occupied Poland. It resonates with the spirit of human resilience.
I am amazed by this type of book in the will to live. Another survival story of the Holocaust. The story is about a family, seen through a young girls eyes of hiding, changing their identity and moving heartaches. Just another reason to count your blessings.