Choice reading Project Newsletter
By: McKenzie Davidson
Ruth Minskey Sender
Ruth Minsky Sender was born May 3, 1926 in Lodz, Poland. Being the fourth of seven brothers and sisters. Being a Holocaust survivor she has been through a lot of experiences in her life. The Cage is about her experience through the Holocaust and her will to stay alive.
One major part of her story is when she gets an infection in her hand from a cut making it so she cant work leaving her in the sick room at the concentration camp. With Ruth aka Riva being on the verge of death the camp nurse urges the overseer to let her go to a real hospital. The overseer agrees only because of Rivas talent for poetry.
Her poetry helps give hope and life to the other Jews to work and don't give in to their dying spirits. They find a hospital that will treat her in the town next to the camp and she is healed and can go back to working.
How is it like to live in a ghetto?
Q1: Why is it that you live in the ghetto?
A1: Every since the war started all the Jews were moved into cages full of disease and poverty.
Q2: When you first were moved into the apartment what was it like to be in a new place so fast and out of the blue?
A2: Of course it was a shock but compared to what was to come it wasnt really bad.
Q3: Describe you're feeling during the time you lost you're mom during you're time living in the ghettos.
A3: After being ripped away from the outside world we were already deprived of a normal life. When she was taken away we felt empty and lost a part of the little hope we had left but I knew that I had to protect my brother and I legally became the caretaker of the family.
Q4: What was it like living on rations of bread for weeks on ends with little to nothing to eat.
A4: My brothers and I shared equal amounts and it was enough to get us by the week but work sucked out all the last bit of strength we had left in our bodies.
Q5: Lastly, during your last few days of living in the ghetto, was there any sense of sadness to leave?
A5: Its weird to say but yes there was a feeling of loosing something just like when we left to come to the ghetto years before.