Abstract

One of the most important Italian witness of Auschwitz explains what it means to live an experience characterized by the sorrow for the massacre of one’s family and by all the people whom one has seen to die; an experience that is backed up by the hope, very soon to be broken, that what one has seen and suffered can be a warning. The only thing to do is to repeat, in each school, the live existence of the children who we have seen to walk towards the gas chamber, in order for her memory to survive, for a little while still. Her existence is that of a witness who cannot be in peace for what is named the “conflict between the historian and the witness”, and most of all for what she feels as a lack of respect, an offense even, towards who, by testifying, speaks in behalf of millions of dead.