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Book Description Softcover. Condition: New. First. Product DescriptionA gripping tale of one girls struggle against the Nazis.Remember who you are, Milada. Miladas grandmother says these words on the night the Nazi soldiers come to their home in Czechoslovakia. But what do they mean? She is Milada, who lives with her mama and papa, her brother and sister, and her beloved Babichka. Milada with the sun-kissed hair, eleven years old, fastest runner in her school. How could she ever forget?Then the Nazis send Milada to a Lebensborn center in Poland, and Milada quickly discovers that holding on to her true identity will be the greatest struggle of her young life.Review"This amazing, eye-opening story, masterfully written, is an essential part of World War II literature." School Library Journal, Starred"Not only honest about lost family and culture but also about the heartbreaking parting with an adoptive mother and sister." Booklist, ALA, Starred Review"This little-known side of the Nazi era will fascinate young readers. An important addition to the Holocaust curriculum." Kirkus Reviews"Noteworthy for its subject matter." Publishers WeeklyAn informative author's note provides additional information about the Lebensborn program.Horn BookAn informative author's note provides additional information about the Lebensborn program.Bulletin of the Center for Children's Books -About the AuthorJoan M. Wolfs research for SOMEONE NAMED EVA took her to the Czech Republic, where her great-grandmother was born. She lives in Minnesota.Excerpt. Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.June 1942: Lidice, CzechoslovakiaA few weeks after my birthday, Terezie and I got permission to stay up late, look at stars, and plan her upcoming party. The night was warm and clear, and it seemed that every star in the universe could be seen. I showed Terezie how to use the telescope, and after looking through it for a while, we lay down on the grass to talk. I want dessert too, of course, Terezie said when we began to talk about the food for her party. But Id really like a cake,-a cake with frosting. I dont know if that will be possible with so little sugar, but . . . She stopped talking when Jaroslav suddenly appeared. Dont let me interrupt your dreams of sugar and cakes, he said with a smile.I just came outside to enjoy the night air. Go away, Jaro. Were talking about Terezies birthday. Despite how nice he had been to me at my party, he could still be a pest. No, Milada, let him stay. Even though I couldnt see in the dark, I knew Terezie was blushing. It was no secret she had a crush on Jaroslav. He sat on the grass quietly as we finished planning. By then it was late, so Terezie and I said good-bye. After she left, I went to bed and fell asleep, thinking about stars and birthday parties.A few hours later I was awakened by a loud, angry pounding on our front door that sent a sickening feeling down into my stomach. Something was very wrong. Suddenly, the door banged open and the pounding was replaced by the sounds of heavy boots, barking dogs, and fierce shouting in German. Throwing my covers aside, I jumped out of bed and raced downstairs to find our living room filled with Nazi soldiers.Papa! I cried. He held out a hand to stop me from coming any farther. I felt my whole body shaking. Nazis. Up close they were even more frightening than when I had seen them in Prague. And now they were in our living room.Jaro stood quietly next to Babichka, with an arm around her shoulders. In the other room I could hear Mama taking Anechka out of her crib. I looked from Jaro to the Nazis. The soldiers seemed almost as young as my brother, and a few of them swayed on wobbly legs. The reek of stale whiskey hung in the air. The Nazi nearest me barked a command in German, pointing upstairs with his gun.Go upstairs to your room, Milada, Mama said as she entered the room with Anechka in her arms. They are saying we must leave the house. Get dressed and take so. Seller Inventory # DADAX0547237669
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