Turkish Passport
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- 2011
- 91 min
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I lived through this war and I came out alive.
Today these memories feel like a novel to me.
to you, these things are not real
because you only read about them in books.
They are different to you
but they are real to me.
I was twenty years old, I wasn't a baby.
I experienced these events
at the cinema, in restaurants.
I saw the curfews,
the bombings, and the soldiers in the streets.
I saw the raids where
people were arrested and taken away
I saw the posters on the wall of buildings and
in the metro announcing that people had been executed.
Father came home with newspapers under his arm
and told mother:
"War has been declared!"It was September 1939.
I remember the war years.
Running in the streets
the bombings and hiding in shelters.
One of my sister's legs were paralyzed.
It was very sad and difficult time.
Between the years 1940-43
we suffered very much.
There were ration books for shoes
and vouchers for bread.
Everything was tightly controlled
and conditions were hard.
When the Nazis entered Paris and
the Government complied with their terms we Jews
were forced to have the word "Jew"
stamped on our Turkish identity cards.
Since we were recognized as Turkish Jews
we did not have to wear the Jewish Star
which was very humiliating.
It was terrifying.
We were constantly scared of
what they might do to us.
If we met Germans in the streets
my mother said:
"Even if they give you sweets, don't take them.
They might be poisoned."
We were always scared
even at school.
There were many restrictions.
We were not allowed into
the public parks, cinema and theaters
or to work in most professions
which didn't effect me at that age.
We could only travel in the last car of the metro
There was an evening curfew.
We were forced to turn in our radios.
It was forbidden for Jew to listen to the radio
During the occupation,
there were constant anti Semitic campaigns.
An infamous one at the Palais Berlitz Hall
had a huge billboard
with a horrible caricature of a Jew.
Anti-Jewish exhibits showed how
Certain "people" had infiltrated French life.
Those "people" meant Jews. The French said:
"We didn't know they were Jews."
A little boy pointed at me and told his mother:
"Look! A little Jew!"
What could we do? Grab our jackets and run?
I would hear Germans coming at night,
breaking down doors, then the sound of people crying.
shout "RAUS, RAUS, RAUS"
as they dragged them away.
I was 12 years old and crying.
Hearing all of that was frightening.
We lived in fear for four years.
Every day we heard about people being deported.
We slept under the bed listening to
War news on radio London.
One of my strongest memories
is the sound of air raid sirens.
When they went off, we panicked.
I remember very well
how our parents would wake us in the middle
of the night to wrap us in blankets.
My handicapped sister and
another sister were with us.
They yelled "Hurry, Hurry!"
and we would all run to the basement.
I remember when Paris was bombed
we took our gas masks
and ran to the basement.
We took flashlights and candles.
We hid until the sirens stopped.
It was very, very cold.
Children were crying and
I was shivering from the cold.
I only remember fear. I was always worried.
I don't like sirens.
I shook from the bomb noise.
I was terrified.
When alarms went off
we ran to the metro station
and brought our gas masks, some sugar and water
and slept in the metro until the alert passed.
During the Vel d'Hiv raid in July 1942
people started asking what they were
doing to children and the elderly.
They were taking them to Drancy on stretchers.
Until then Nazis hadn't arrested children
but then they rounded up everybody.
They separated children from their parents.
Nearly 100 children were sent to camps at
Pithivier and Beaune-la-Rolande.
These children and crying babies
had no one to take care of them.
People finally noticed.
These camps were in the center of the town.
In July 1942 a friend in the French police
warned us about a big raid
in our neighborhood the next day.
My mother took me to the train station and said:
Hold my hand but act like you don't know me.
Go to the woman I show you
and go away with her."
My mother told me not to say anything.
My father was hiding
but I didn't say a thing.
I didn't talk to anyone.
During the big raid of 1942
No one returned.
No one returned.
We were protected but
bad things could still happen to us.
Between 1940 and 1941 we were under
Turkish government protection.
French and German laws
forced Jews to wear the yellow star.
Foreigners went to their consulates
and embassies to seek protection.
Those who had registered
were considered "legal" Jews.
Those who hadn't renewed their papers
hadn't registered at the embassy
were "illegal".
Both groups wanted to be under Turkish protection.
Each year my father went to the Turkish Embassy
to pay his fees to keep his Turkish nationality.
He was still arrested three times between 1939-1943.
Each time he was released
because of the Turkish Consulate.
Unregistered Jews couldn't prove Turkish citizenship.
They were taught a few Turkish phrases
and when they were asked about their missing papers
and if they spoke Turkish
they repeated the words
they had memorized only a few minutes earlier.
With these few sentences the Ambassador declared
they spoke Turkish. This was considered proof
of Turkish origin, and they got a document.
This freed them form camps and
spared them from the daily raids against Jews in Paris.
"Never, never say you are Jewish.
"You are a Turk" "You are a Turk".
They repeated this constantly.
I was the only Jew in my school.
They were scared I might say something
They drilled me not to tell anyone I had a star.
Never.
This is what saved me in the neighborhood.
My aunt was living at
Limoges during the German occupation.
When the police came to arrest her family
her Turkish passport saved her and her two children.
and was deported.
We never found out what happened to him.
When the Germans announced
Selahattin lkmen contacted the SS General
on the island to tell him
Turkish Jews living there were Turkish citizens
and the Turkish constitution makes
no distinction of race or religion.
It wasn't easy to convince the German General
but he relented and 42 Jews were saved.
Many Turkish diplomats showed initiative
to save Jews from certain death.
I never wore the yellow star because
we were living in an occupied France and
recognized Turkish Jews
were exempt from wearing the star.
But several members of my family living in Paris
were arrested in the metro for not wearing
the yellow star despite being Turkish.
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