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Fritz, Miriam and two tragedies

By Bea Green   June 2004

There was a whole row of them. Men, women and children, naked except for a vest here or there. They were quiet, with only the children whimpering and the older men moving backward and forward mouthing prayers. Behind them was a deep ditch they had dug earlier.

The soldiers stood facing them, also in a row, with their guns at the ready. “Shoot,” their sergeant yelled. There was a bang, shrieks, a rattle, a groan as bodies toppled backwards into the ditch. The soldiers slung their guns over their shoulders, their faces blank.

“Dismiss!” shouted the sergeant. The soldiers turned…

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