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Haunted Paris: The French role in the roundups of July 16, 1942

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My French teacher mother and I never had agreed on much – other than a passion for the City of Light. Long retired from the job to which she’d willingly devoted thirty years, she shocked me with a sudden, bitter question: “How could I have spent my working life,” she wondered, “promoting the language and culture of France to young people…?”

For the first time at that moment in the 1970s, I heard her pronounce the name, “Drancy.” “The French deported four thousand children,” she informed me,“from Drancy, just outside Paris, to the gas chambers of Auschwitz.“

The Velodrome was razed; a plaque explains its dark history.

Razed after WWII, this Paris bicycle race stadium served as a detention center for Jews destined for deportation to the Auschwitz crematoria.

As I discovered much later, she had some facts mixed up. The 4,000 Jewish children (exactly 4,115) who were rounded up by French police in and around Paris on the early morning of July 16, 1942, were bused in Paris SNCF city buses, not to Drancy but to a huge bicycle-race stadium in the 15th arrondissement. After four days in the wretched conditions of Le Vélodrome d’Hiver, the children, with 4,045 Jewish adults, were transported from “Le Vel d’Hiv” to the Pithiviers and Beaune-la-Rolande camps in the Loire Valley. From there, trains would deport them to Auschwitz. The Drancy camp, six kilometers from Paris, interned only adults from La Rafle (the roundup) – a total of 4,992 were unmarried, or childless couples.

Whatever my mother’s factual errors, her moral didn’t change. Having somehow learned, at this late stage in life, how she’d been betrayed by her longtime love, the French – worse still, the Parisians – she wanted out. If I wouldn’t join her in rejecting the city that never failed to inspire either of us, she still could taint my Paris experience, past and future.

At least forty years before the Holocaust, both sides of my Jewish family had emigrated from Europe to the U.S.: not a single relative perished. Now, another forty-five years later, why conjure heart-rending images of the lost children? I chose to look the other way – and in the Paris of the ‘70s, I could. Plaques on buildings honored fallen French Resistance fighters, but rarely did they remind passersby of children rounded up by Paris police officers in La Grande Rafle du Vel d’Hiv.

Marais enfants juifs - plaque photo by Arnelle

Bordeaux students on a class trip learned about the WWII fate of Paris Jewish pupils. During the 2007 trip, Arnelle photographed this plaque honoring Marais pupils murdered at Auschwitz.

On July 16, 1995, as I would learn while planning this article, French president Jacques Chirac changed the tape that had played in his country’s psyche for 53 years to the day since La Rafle in Paris. (Copies of the Paris police roundups of Jews quickly followed in other parts of France.) “Yes, the Nazi occupiers’ criminal madness was abetted by the French,” Chirac said, the first major political figure to emphasize the fact aloud, “– by the French State.” Politicians now copy his stance in their commemoration speeches. Controversy ensued – and still lingers – over whether or not the wartime Vichy state was “French.” But, commemorative plaques began to appear on Paris schools, reminders of children who never returned to class after July 16, 1942. A Holocaust museum, the Shoah Memorial, had opened and yes,  I “planned” a visit. I could hardly have been slower to follow the vague plan and managed for years to guiltily hurry past signs that showed I was steps away.

On French websites, I read a vivid sample of the debate about French responsibility for the deportation of Jews to the death camps. These hundreds of posts commented on “La Rafle,” a film by writer/ director Roselyne Bosch, who’s not Jewish. The filmmaker’s narrative of the July, 1942, roundup, and the characters, are built around well-documented true accounts. Opening in Paris in 2010, “La Rafle” sold almost 1,800,000 tickets in two weeks, and its July 2012 New York premiere, in cooperation with the United States Holocaust Memorial Museum, at JCC in Manhattan sold out.

Bosch’s work is balanced; reflecting the historical reality, she includes fact-based examples of French righteousness. “La Rafle” does her own devoir de la mémoire, memory work – and she assisted those 1,800,000 Parisians in theirs. The work is vital; must continue indefinitely. In Fall 2012, the general New York audience, mostly unfamiliar with the French roundups, could catch Bosch’s film at the Quad Cinema. Meanwhile, during that same time frame, I attended a well-publicized show, “C’étaient les enfants” (“It was the Children”), at the Exhibition room, City Hall, in Paris. Plentiful documentation of the youngest French victims deported to the death camps came from the collections of the Shoah Memorial museum. Seventy years after the diabolical roundup, as I looked at photos of the children alongside their letters, drawings, clothes and makeshift toys, I continued my inner dialogue with my mother.

First published 2012 on FrenchCultureGuide.
Watch this space for more memory work.

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2 thoughts on “Haunted Paris: The French role in the roundups of July 16, 1942

  1. The French Resistance destroyed the train track ahead of the first train and saved 600 children including Claude a Jewish client of mine, after this initial brave act the Germans made sure that any further attempts at rescue were halted.

    • Keith, a joy to read your post. Merci! I had not heard that fascinating story. Just finished an unrelated assignment, intensively editing a thriller. Every day of that stint, I vowed that when I had finished, I’d get back to my blog and to my related work. So your post is a good omen. I’m in France for an extended stay. I need to find tech backup here for the blog (such as I have in New York when I’m there). Please stay in touch. Thanks again,
      Ellen

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