They even let him gas some of the small Jews. Seriously do not let this story of a sad kid fool you… Outside the cattle trains which carried victims to the concentration camps, he handed out chocolate bars to tempt them in.
Alex Kurzem came t
o Australia in 1949 carrying just a small brown briefcase, but weighed down by some harrowing psychological and emotional baggage.
Tucked away in his briefcase were the secrets of his past - fragments of his life that he kept hidden for decades.
In 1997, after raising a family in Melbourne with his Australian bride, he finally revealed himself. He told how, at the age of five, he had been adopted by the SS and became a Nazi mascot.
His personal history, one of the most remarkable stories to emerge from World War II, was published recently in a book entitled The Mascot.
“They gave me a uniform, a little gun and little pistol,” Alex told the BBC.
“They gave me little jobs to do - to polish shoes, carry water or light a fire. But my main job was to entertain the soldiers. To make them feel a bit happier.”
