How could I have been so foolish? How could they have tricked me into singing songs of praise to such a wicked individual? How could I worship a system so vial and corrupt? Thoughts like these were now burdening my soul as my mind journeyed back through my childhood. Innocence and joy were replaced with deceit and betrayal. How do good, hardworking people turn away from morality and decency only to embrace the wickedness of Adolph Hitler and Nazi Germany?
My name is Sonja. This is My Story of America.