posted on Jun, 2 2004 @ 06:58 AM
This is it. It's a personal story so there will be no link, in exception if I found something on the web about that. I'll try to be short :
My grand-father from mother was borned in Algeria, in 1924. He's muslims, and was baptised like muslim, I mean circumcized. He was from the kabyle
tribe of AMAZIGH, in the Atlas mountains, and received an education with the "pères blancs" (White men, also called Toubabis, in North African
dialect), missions monk who was charge to evangelize and give a basic eduction to "savage" from north africa. After what, he was engaged in PTT
(actually France-Telecom), to work on the building of telephone lines, in "Metropolitan area" (AKA the France country). He was in France in 1940,
when the germans invaded France. He was arrested and when germans saw that he was circumcized, they arrested him.
he was sent to camp, and this is where we will find the mark of the beast.
Germans used to tattoo on prisoners their immatriculation number on the right hand.
This is the mark of the beast, you see...
My grand-father escaped from camps with a group of french resistants. He was in a working camp, and he was lucky because it was only a few time before
his transfert to a death camp. He came back in France, and joined the resistance until 1945. He met my grand-mother only after the WWII, gave born to
my mother and her brothers and sisters, but it's another story. Actually, he is still alive, at 80 years !
He showed me these numbers...
I tell you this story because we have the obligation to keep the memory of what happened a day.
[Edited on 2-6-2004 by Nans DESMICHELS]