We are marching on the gravel road between two rows of barbed-wire fence, past rows and rows of barracks. We are marching past the row of barracks toward the gate of the camp. March! The first rows begin to move, and we follow. Rapidly they count the heads of the first row. Here they come, marching smartly, a delegation of five SS officers. I can’t wait for this Zählappell to be over. You help prop each other up during the long stand. There is a much better chance to make it when you are five, together. Suri and Hindi are also looking for girls willing to change places with them. From now on we will stand Zählappell together. Last night she sneaked into our barrack with the happy news that a woman in our barrack was willing to change places with her. Today Aunt Celia is going to join us, right after Zählappell.
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