Know your number. If you don’t know it you might forget who you are. — Diane Samuels, Kindertransport: A Drama
Know your number. If you don’t know it you might forget who you are. — Diane Samuels, Kindertransport: A Drama
Know your number. If you don’t know it you might forget who you are. — Diane Samuels, Kindertransport: A Drama
Know your number. If you don’t know it you might forget who you are. — Diane Samuels, Kindertransport: A Drama
Know your number. If you don’t know it you might forget who you are. — Diane Samuels, Kindertransport: A Drama
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Know your number. If you don’t know it you might forget who you are.

— Diane Samuels, Kindertransport: A Drama
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