The dentist filled my tooth today, but the one that is very sick still needs treatment. Again, I paid 5 RM for the future filling. If they’re going to bury me here in this ghetto, let it be at least without any cavities. And if I ever get out of here, I will need to have fine teeth to eat without limitations, without any limits!
Dawid Sierakowiak, 22nd June 1942, Łódź.
“The Diary of Dawid Sierakowiak”, Warsaw 1960, diary from JHI’s collections.