My darling children, I hope you received our 2 postcards. I am incapable of describing the state we’re in. There’s only one thing we’re glad of and that’s that you’re safe and didn’t have to come with us on our sad and sour journey. Although you’ve been left without your things, you should be forever grateful to God. Dori has thrown the things away, she met Friedel here. We’re well, thank God. There isn’t a toilet in the whole of Sarogrod, you have to walk half a kilometer
to find one. We, Isin, Latika, the child and I live separately with a Christian. We have a small room, have bought a small oven and are cooking our Zuvyt in a pot. There is high price inflation. Dad exchanged the money in Ataky at 40 lei for one ruble, and here you can buy bread as hard as clay for 30 rubles, a glass of milk for 2 ½ rubles, 400 g of butter for 30 rubles, if we trade blue verditer soap with combined strength. The parents are living with Berta, there are 10 of us. Half of the things are still in the warehouse. Latika has already sold 3 suits and fabrics too. God knows how long we’ll be living like this.
The child has a cold, and coughs, but we can’t get anything to treat it. Almost all the people from Kimpolung are here, the Schauers, Kreindlers, Hardts, Bors. Martin has sent his parents money 3 times. Thanks to Dr. Zimmer, Erika Tanner’s parents went home today. You could go to our tenant, he could send you the 2 red blankets and pillows. We left behind the tub of jam along with everything else. If only we had some here. We eat dry bread for tea. People are dying
like flies. Dr. Hammer has died and many others whose names I can’t write in this letter. Life with us here in the villages is terrible; you could write a book about it. My stomach has improved with the food, but I’ve started getting headaches again. We gave Latika’s cutlery to Olimpia. If you have the opportunity of writing to her, tell her she should send it to you, she has lots of our things. The one worry, when the money runs out, and I feel like a fifth wheel. Why didn’t I go to Jalka?