The Holocaust

Hello there. My name is Nicholas Winton. A long, long time ago, when I was a young man, I saw something that made me want to help. I was visiting a country called Czechoslovakia in the year 1938. I saw many children and their families who were not safe in their homes. Their parents were very worried about them. I knew in my heart that I had to do something to help them find a safe place to live. It was a very important time to be kind and brave, and I wanted to do my part to help.

So, I came up with a big, big plan. It was a plan for a great train adventure. I decided I would bring the children on special trains all the way to a safe country called England. It was a lot of work to get everything ready for our adventure. I made long, long lists with all the children's names. Then, I worked hard to find wonderful, kind families in England who would give the children a warm, cozy home to live in. We also had to get special travel papers for everyone. When the day finally came, the children got on the big train. They were so brave as they waved goodbye to their parents. The train went choo-choo all the way to their new homes, where they would be safe and happy.

Many, many years went by, and I grew to be an old man with white hair. For a long time, I kept my story a secret and didn't know what happened to all those children. But then, one day, I got a wonderful surprise. I was invited to a special television show, and sitting all around me were the children I had helped. Of course, they were all grown up now, with families of their own. Seeing them so happy and safe was the best gift I could ever receive. My story shows that even one person, just by being kind and brave, can make the world a much better place for others.