Her home wasn't far now, just another couple of blocks in the heart of Warsaw. She pressed forward until she saw him; a small boy who couldn't have been older than ten wearing cut off trousers despite the chill in the air and a tightly buttoned jacket. He was storming, fury in his eyes as they focused on a group of Nazi soldiers who were mocking an older Jewish woman. The Nazi's were picking at the woman's clothing and telling her how poor she looked, how disgusted they were by her.