Roll call

“The outlook wasn’t very bright: we had to stand still outside for at least three-quarters of an hour… the kapo was always afraid we wouldn’t be perfectly lined up or that somebody would be missing...


Each block had to line up at its designated spot for roll call. The scene looked unworldly, especially in the morning, because it was still dark and we had to be at work before daybreak…

It was an incredible spectacle, but it was very cold. Waiting for roll call to start, everybody stamped their feet. Some of the men rubbed up against each other, hands in their pockets. Sometimes a shadow would collapse: a detainee who passed out. The wait for roll call was always endless and extremely hard to bear.”
André RAGOT