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Nicolas Winton, a British stockbroker, went to Czechoslovakia in 1938 at the request of friends to see firsthand the plight of children battling for their lives prior to Hitler invading Poland. Moved to action, he returned to England, found host families for the children then chartered three trains to collect them. The first two trains successfully rescued 669 children. The third train was intercepted by the Nazis and its 250 children “cargo” was eventually exterminated along with most parents in concentration camps.
Nicolas’s wife was unaware of what her husband had done until 50 years later. While cleaning out the attic, she stumbled across a box containing a scrapbook and other documents about what her husband did in 1938. She in turn wanted to honor him and through a series of events, his magnanimous act of kindness was brought to the public in 1988 when the BBC did a program about him. Nicholas was invited to attend the BBC event.
In this video clip, Nicholas is sitting in an audience unaware that the he is the guest of honor. He is unaware that he is surrounded by the children he saved 50 years earlier. The audience never knew the man who saved their lives…until now. No more needs to be said.
Note: Nicholas Winton died at the age of 106 in 2015. He leaves behind the children he saved and their children, great-grand children and their children and their children, more than 7,000 in total
A little girl went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar from its hiding place in the closet. She poured the change out on the floor and counted it carefully. Three times, even The total had to be exactly perfect. No chance here for mistakes. Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and twisting on the cap, she slipped out the back door and made her way 6 blocks to Rexall’s Drug Store with the big red Indian Chief sign above the door. She waited patiently for the pharmacist to give her some attention, but he was too busy at this moment. Tess twisted her feet to make a scuffing noise. Nothing. She cleared her throat with the most disgusting sound she could muster. No good. Finally, she took a quarter from her jar and banged it on the glass counter. That did it!
“And what do you want?” the pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone of voice. I’m talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven’t seen in ages,’ he said without waiting for a reply to his question.
“Well, I want to talk to you about my brother,” Tess answered back in the same annoyed tone. “He’s really, really sick…and I want to buy a miracle.”
“I beg your pardon?” said the pharmacist.
“His name is Andrew and he has something bad growing inside his head and my Daddy says only a miracle can save him now So how much does a miracle cost?”
“We don’t sell miracles here, little girl. I’m sorry but I can’t help you,” the pharmacist said, softening a little.
“Listen, I have the money to pay for it. If it isn’t enough, I will get the rest. Just tell me ho w much it costs.”
The pharmacist’s brother was a well dressed man He stooped down and asked the little girl, “What kind of a miracle does your brother need?”
“I don’t know,” Tess replied with her eyes welling up. “I just know he’s really sick and Mommy says he needs an operation. But my Daddy can’t pay for it, so I want to use my money.”
“How much do you have?” asked the man from Chicago.
“One dollar and eleven cents,” Tess answered barely audibly. “And it’s all the money I have, but I can get some more if I need to.”
“Well, what a coincidence,” smiled the man. “A dollar and eleven cents—the exact price of a miracle for little brothers.”
He took her money in one hand and with the other hand he grasped her mitten and said “Take me to where you live. I want to see your brother and meet your parents. Let’s see if I have the miracle you need.”
That well dressed man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon, specializing in neuro-surgery. The operation was completed free of charge and it wasn’t long until Andrew was home again and doing well.
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