Dr Edith Eger I REMEMBER…

Dr Edith Eger rose from the ashes of Auschwitz to become a renowned psychologist and author. Throughout everything she has faced, the 93-year-old has held on to hope and remained resilient, calling each challenge and circumstance a gift. Now, with two New York Times bestsellers and the legacy of a multi-generational family, Dr Eger reflects on her journey toward happiness and acceptance

- Valentina Valentini

…MY MOTHER TELLING ME, VERY SERIOUSLY, I’M GLAD THAT YOU HAVE BRAINS BECAUSE YOU HAVE NO LOOKS. I had two beautiful sisters, Magda and Klara, both older, and I took what my mother said to heart, and I was not angry with her. I wanted to prove how smart I was, so I did really well in school. Just because someone tells you that you’re not pretty, or you’re not smart doesn’t mean you have to give up, because the only one you have for your lifetime is you.

…MY FIRST BOYFRIEND, ERIC. He told me that I had beautiful eyes and beautiful hands when we were separated at the transport to Auschwitz. We met in Kosice when I was 14 and we were together for two years before being taken to Auschwitz. He was on a different transport on the same day. Years later, I was told by his family that he had been shot the day before my liberation on May 4, 1945.

…I WOULD ASK MY FATHER FOR MONEY. I knew to do it when he was playing billiards with his cronies because he would want to save face in front of them. He would always be more generous then and so I would make sure to ask him for things during those moments. Timing is everything.

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