Berga an den Elster (part 1) Heraus! Heraus!' We could hear them scream outside the stalags. The work must have been going slow, because of all the deaths happening. People were falling down, due to scarcity of food and water. There was no clean water, we had to boil it ourselves. The filthy air of the tunnels make us even sicker. George died last night. I think it was the combination of both dysentry and malnutrition. I am writing this down, as we speak. If I ever get out of here alive, I want people to read about our horrible experiences, about what happened to George or Sal.. They should know about him, or at least his family.. I'll never let go of this journal.. Take a good look, Because this is your home now. Stalag XI-B, recommended by the führer, Slaves of the Reich, Disingenuity we do not allow. Stripped of all your pride, Your cries will be in vain For your misfortune you will be tried, This home will teach you pain. (More will follow about Camp Berga) © Ceyda Gundogan 2013. All rights reserved