Born in 1927 in Karlsruhe,
Photo Maison d'Izieu/ Henry Alexander
In 1942, helped by the couple Zlatin, Paul Niederman is sheltered in Palavas-les-Flots, then Lodeve. He joined the "Colony of refugee children from Hérault" in Izieu in May 1943. For one year, the
In September 1943, Paul leaves the colony to go underground in
Paul Niedermann
All our thoughts today go to his loved ones.
The House of Izieu pays tribute to him with this excerpt from a testimony left during his stay in Izieu:
For me, this house in Izieu looked like a haven of peace, because we were really far from the world, we didn’t see anyone, except some peasants from the hamlet next door. Théo laughed a lot. I had relatively few contacts, especially with the little ones. On the other hand, what remains in my mind all the time is the evening, on the steps, in front of the house, around the fountain and on the famous terrace, where so many photos were taken. We talked about the post-war period, where we would meet, what we would like to do. I would say that I saw relatively little of Mrs. Zlatin herself because, at that time, she was traveling a lot for the needs of the cause. I was much more in contact with her husband. He was truly a very kind man and I think he was of great kindness, and of enormous physical strength.
I also remember at least twice in the summer, swimming in the Rhône with Léon Reifman, where it was necessary to go down for kilometers through the fields and we arrived and... my faith, he had to spot places because the Rhône, in places, it’s quite dangerous, there are holes, there are eddies and he had to, I suppose, spot that very carefully because, well, nothing ever happened. In the monitors no one spoke German and even Yiddish, and no one wanted to speak it; they wanted us to speak French. And it was good.
We sometimes talked about our families and there, it was much more painful because I knew from a Polish friend, since the month of January 1943, that people had been deported to Poland and that they were killing there. I didn’t know how or where, I had never heard of Auschwitz nor gas chambers nor crematoria, but I knew that they were killing and I knew that I would not see my parents again, that there was practically no chance.”
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