My parents emigrated from Kurdistan in 1950 and were housed in a transit camp in Pardes Hanna. I had a sister named Sabrina, which my mother says was about a year old when she did not feel well. They took her to a hospital in Pardes Chana and in the evening after my mother nursed her, she was told she could not stay with her daughter at the hospital and would have to go back to the transit camp. The the next day, a nurse came to the camp to say that Sabrina had died. When they asked for the girl in order to bury her, they were told she was already buried and were told that they could not be shown the grave.
To this day, my mother says that the girl was kidnapped. She does not believe Sabrina died. My mother had a stroke and is now bedridden and continues to talk about her and hopes that one day she will see her. I have my parents’ immigration certificate and Sabrina is registered there. If such things exists, I would wish to be given photographs of young children who were taken at the time because my older siblings say they remember her and are confident they would recognize her in a photograph from that time.
This is the story of the disappearance of my sister. I would thank you from my heart if you could bring the public’s attention to this case for the sake of my mother who mourns her to this day, and does not believe she is dead. Now that the affair has made the headlines she has become hopeful and begs me to try to do everything to get to the truth.