BEFORE IT ENDS (WHEN LIBERATION COMES)
INSPIRED BY REAL EVENTS
Are you ready? I'll do this one -
- and you take the other one.
- Underneath. - Yes.
- Above, around. - Around, through...
- Pull. - Pull.
- Above. - Around.
Through. And pull.
That's it.
I have to go inside. Can you manage the rest?
- Just pull the rope, right? - That's right.
Don't let the flag touch the ground. Come in when you're done. Hurry up.
SCHOOL SONGBOOK
RYSLINGE FOLK HIGH SCHOOL APRIL 1945
- You're late! Where were you? - None of your business.
Stop it, you two.
Beautiful, boys. It almost sounds good now.
Remember the lecture tonight.
Our PE teacher, Mr. Madsen, will give a talk about his days in the Life Guards.
I'm sure he'll share tall tales from the hills of Funen.
And we must pick a new kitchen team. That's mandatory, I'm afraid.
- Lis will deal with that. - Yes.
Have a good day, everyone.
We're in a hurry, Søren.
Wait! Jakob! Take these to my mum, please.
They're torn. I'm seeing a lady friend tonight.
Søren, the Russians are even closer to Berlin now.
- Are we winning the war? - Yes. Hitler has nowhere to hide.
- Shouldn't you be in class? - Sure.
When your plaster's off, we'll play the piano again.
Christ, it's cold!
Seven, fourteen, twenty-one, twenty-eight.
- Thirty... - Thirty-five.
- Dad, what's happening? - Go on.
- Mrs. Andersen, what's going on? - No idea. They've been here for hours.
- Good day. - Papers, please.
Of course. Hold this.
Here.
Go on.
The German warehouse in Ringe -
- was burned to the ground by resistance fighters last night.
I doubt they'll find the perpetrators here in Ryslinge.
I can't keep mending these trousers. Birk keeps wearing out his clothes.
Someone has to muck out the chicken coop.
Good. Let him do something useful.
- It's looking good. - It smells.
Yes, it'll need plenty of scrubbing.
Does it hurt when I press here? Try doing like this.
- There's a German car. - Oh? What do they want?
No, Erna. Let me deal with them.
Let me see.
- No! - Stay here.
- Help! - No!
No...
Erna. Erna, call an ambulance! Now!
Our Father in heaven. Hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come.
Thy will be done on Earth as it is in Heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our sins.
Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.
For thine is the kingdom, the power and the glory for ever. Amen.
Why did they shoot Doctor Nielsen?
The Germans want revenge because of the resistance's actions.
- So a lot of innocents suffer. - Might the Germans also shoot you?
No. They don't care about a folk high school principal.
You think so?
We must be strong now.
I was going to give you this on your birthday, but...
- It's supposed to be a Spitfire. - It looks a lot like it.
- Try to get some sleep. - Will Mum stay in here?
I don't think she's going anywhere.
Goodnight.
I'm moving back to the school tomorrow.
- That was quick. - I need to keep myself preoccupied.
Being at home drives me mad.
Also, you lot can't keep the beat without your conductor.
The students will be pleased.
My condolences. If you need any help, just let me know.
- Thank you, Lauritz. - You father was a good man.
- Can we talk? It's important. - Of course.
The situation with the many German refugees is becoming chaotic.
Due to pressure on Copenhagen, the Wehrmacht is allocating -
- the 200,000 German civilians all over the country.
Schools and folk high schools in particular must house them.
Your school is not the only one.
All schools and folk high schools are obliged to receive refugees.
- 200 will arrive tomorrow. - 200?
- We don't have room for that many. - Make room. Thank you.
Our students have just eight weeks of schooling left.
You'll have to send them home.
The school depends on their fees. We're under financial stress.
- So is there another way? - I didn't come to debate this.
Need I remind you that Denmark is still occupied by Germany?
- The students are your headache. - This is no good.
They can't boss us around...
- In German, please. - I apologise.
At 7 AM tomorrow, the school will be seized.
Let's offer them the gym. Then we can keep the main house for the pupils.
Commander. We have a large gym with showers.
Far better than the old rooms in the main house. They can live there.
I don't care where you put them. Just give them a roof over their heads.
200...
All the way to the end!
Open the doors!
Get off the train!
Gather on the platform!
That's far more than 200 people.
This is no good.
Excuse me. Excuse me...
We don't have room for that many people.
- Lauritz Hansen? You must sign here. - I'm Lauritz Hansen.
- 523 people? - Yes.
- The gym can't hold that many. - Is there a problem?
Is there a problem?
- No. - Then sign, please.
- We can't do this, Lauritz. - Let's stick to the agreement.
We must keep the students. The Germans can sleep on top of each other.
Attention! Pick up your belongings and march this way.
- March! - Søren!
I told you not to go anywhere. Come.
Closer together. No distance.
Hey! Please stop that. That pot belongs to the school.
- Give it back! - I'll bring it back later.
You can't borrow it. Give it to me.
- Do you want us to starve? - Enough. Let go of it!
Soldier, come here. She won't lend me the pot.
Hand it over right now!
- We need more blankets. - Talk to the Wehrmacht about that.
We're just providing you with the gym.
The Germans have moved in.
That means that the classes will continue tomorrow... as usual.
I understand that this is difficult to accept.
But we're not the only school. This is happening nationwide.
The deal is simple: We mind our business and the Germans take care of their own.
Bon appétit.
- Are we having beet soup again? - Yes.
Dad, how long are the Germans going to stay here?
Not for long. They'll go home once the war is over.
- Soon. - One can only hope.
Jakob.
I'm sorry for interrupting, but my son is very ill. He's burning hot.
- Should I...? - Let me.
- You must talk to the German soldiers. - There aren't any.
- What do you mean? - No soldiers have remained.
- That can't be true. - It is.
No food has arrived either.
The Wehrmacht must provide you with food and medical help.
Can't you call a doctor? Isn't there a doctor in this town?
She's not too bright.
- I beg you... My child is very ill. - Go back to the gym.
Where are all your mates, Churchill?
- Those bastards. - They could have torched the place.
Who did this?
- Huh? Who did this? - Go to school. Birk!
This one's got blood on his fingers. Did you slaughter our hens?
Five hens aren't too much to ask for 500 hungry people, is it?
- Let go of me. - Let him go.
Go.
- Come, Otto. - That's not okay.
- Are you all right? - Yes.
Those fools.
Birk...
Søren. Go to school, I said.
- Hi. - Do the refugees live at the school?
- In the gym. We don't talk to them. - They look disgusting.
- Do they smell? - Yes, of cow dung and sauerkraut.
- There's Magnus. - Is your mum happy now, Magnus?
- She likes fucking them, right? - Army whore!
- She's been with a German soldier. - She's screwed several. That cunt!
- You want to play war after class? - I'll be a resistance fighter.
- Me too. - Then you'll be a Nazi again.
Last ten!
Arm swing!
Dad, why are you talking to the Germans?
Don't worry about that. Did you have a good day?
- We're freezing, Mr. Madsen. - It's two degrees above zero, boys!
- You want to join them? - Arms above your heads.
Next exercise, boys. One, two, three, four.
Two, three, four, five.
A run-up.
What good will some milk do?
Give it to the mothers with the smallest children.
Then 500 Germans will be banging on our door tonight.
- No, they won't! - Birk is right.
Shortly, a transport with milk and food will arrive.
- But we'll help them first. - That wasn't part of the agreement.
Lis... The milk stays here.
It's the right thing to do. If we aid the Germans, we aid the Wehrmacht.
Søren.
- Is this a new toy? - It's a Spitfire.
My dad carved it.
You have a good dad.
- This is for you. - Thanks.
- Aren't you going to eat it? - I'll save it for later.
Me too.
Don't you do it.
- Come in. - Do you have time?
Søren, I need to help Åge and Mogens with something.
Would you like to play the piano later?
See you around, Søren.
He won't talk.
- Have you settled in over there? - It's chaotic, but we'll be all right.
The students are on their best behaviour, so it will be fine.
Lis can't dole out milk. It sends some very wrong signals.
- I don't believe she does. - Rein her in.
Times are rough, but even a harmless gesture can be misunderstood.
People cannot doubt the school's position on this.
We must help each other around here.
Others depend on the students being here as well.
The consumer co-operative will be done for without them.
Thank you. Don't you worry. Lis and I are in agreement.
Remember who fought for you when people thought you were too young for the job.
There's no need to make them doubt you once more.
- Thank you. - Have a nice day.
- What are they doing here? - They were sleeping in the washroom.
- She's in my chair! - Sit down, Søren.
There you go. You won't get anything else today.
- Why should we help them? - No one else will.
We have plenty of oatmeal. Why not share it with them?
They are Germans. We're at war with them. Don't you get it?
Enough.
- What are you looking at? - Eat your food.
Eat all you can.
Lis... What are they doing here? They have to leave.
- Let them eat up first. - No. You have to go back to the gym.
- Jakob! - No. I'll take them over there.
- Out! - Søren...
I told Mum they had to go back to the gym.
Move it!
So what if they get some oatmeal? They are orphans!
Do as we agreed. No more milk or oatmeal.
Don't go behind my back. I just looked like a fool in front of the board.
Go back to your sister.
- Why? - Just do as I say. Go!
Did they all die today?
- It's quick once it takes hold. - What?
Diphtheria. It's highly infectious -
- because the children and the elderly are weakened.
If it's not treated, many will die. The sick ones must be isolated.
Where are your own doctors?
I'm a doctor, but I can't do anything without medicine.
We need antitoxins. Do you know anyone who can help?
I'm sorry... This is a school, not a pharmacy.
Well, of course...
Then tell the priest to dig more graves.
50, 100. What do I know?
Danish doctors won't help -
- as long as Danes are still kept in concentration camps.
How the Germans prioritise their doctors here is their own headache.
We shouldn't tackle this problem alone.
Danish medical aid will indirectly help the German war machine.
Do you hear me, Jakob?
- I understand... - Good.
Yes.
The medical association won't change their minds.
There might be antitoxins in Doctor Nielsen's clinic.
We can't. I won't ask Birk for help.
- We could talk to Erna instead. - No way.
And we won't collaborate with a Nazi doctor.
Then we must ask Larsen for help. We're friendly with the pharmacy family.
No one will help us. No German or Danish doctors. No pharmacies.
No one will help us, Lis. No one.
Then we have to do something.
It's very kind of you to be concerned about the German refugees.
But more than 60,000 wounded have returned from the Eastern Front -
- so our camp hospitals in Denmark are under pressure.
Something must be done so the sick won't infect the healthy.
I have a responsibility to my students as well.
Things might have been different if the medical association hadn't decided -
- to break their Hippocratic oath by refusing to help.
I won't meddle in the political agreements. I hope you'll consider -
- whether the camp hospitals can do without a few doctors and some medicine.
By now, more than 250,000 refugees have arrived here in Denmark.
You're lucky I haven't imposed more of them on you.
You may leave.
What did he say, Dad? Will they come and help us?
Dad? Are we going home now?
Not yet. Come.
Nobody's home. Doctor Christiansen and his wife are on leave.
They were helping the German refugees at Enghave School.
Luckily, they were found out. Try doctor Asgreen.
He's a good man who only helps Danes.
- Thank you. - My pleasure.
- Let's go home. - Dad...
Is it unlocked?
Doctor Christiansen? Hello?
We can't do this. What if someone finds us here?
We'll leave in a minute. Shut the door.
- What are we doing? - Keeping the school open.
What do you mean?
If all the Germans fall ill, we may have to send the students home.
Now we'll make sure they get some medicine.
- But that's helping the Germans. - We're helping ourselves, Søren.
We need antitoxins. Antitoxins...
There. And there.
Here we are. That went well.
Dad...
Give me the coat.
Come on. Lie down here. Do it now!
Anybody there? Doctor Christiansen?
My apologies, doctor. I'll wait outside until you're done.
One moment, please. I'll be there in a jiffy.
Come. Breathe.
Run to the town hall and wait for me. Got it?
If I'm not there by 3 o'clock, you take the train back to Mum.
Do you understand?
That's all for today. Tell your mum I said hi.
- Dad... - Go!
- Søren! I came as fast as I could. - Dad...
We fooled the Germans.
The good guys won today.
Let's go home to the others.
Are you ready?
I don't feel like playing today.
But it's a beautiful song. It brightens your mood.
What will happen after the war to people who helped the Germans?
Depends what they did.
- Does the resistance decide that? - Yes.
Did you happen to help a German?
- What if I know something? - Know what?
It's about my dad.
- What about him? - Promise me you'll protect him.
Of course.
- You went behind our backs. - What do you want us to do?
Anything but getting medicine for the Germans in Faaborg!
- We know everything. - What were you thinking?
- You don't understand. - Jakob, this is war.
The school won't survive post-war if people think we favour the Germans.
No one must doubt which side we're on.
We just want to keep the contagion from our students.
We share your concern for the students.
But we have to harden our hearts now. That applies to us all.
You'll be expelled if you can't adapt.
- Understood. - I certainly hope so.
Goodbye.
Søren.
Did you talk to Birk today?
Look at me. Did you talk to anyone about what happened in Faaborg?
You need to tell us the truth.
I am.
Look at me.
Are you lying?
Look at me.
- Look at me! - Stop it.
Soon, the war will be over. Everything will go back to normal.
- We won't help them again, will we? - People will understand.
Are you sure?
You're so cocksure that everything will be all right. Why make promises?
- Traitor! - Shit!
- Jakob! - Collaborator!
Hey. Hey!
Let go!
- What's this? - Let me go!
- Where did you get this? - You have your medicine now.
Stay away from my mum and dad. Away... my family. Do you understand?
- Morning. - Shame on you.
Excuse me?
You should be ashamed of helping those Nazis!
- What are you talking about? - You don't belong in this town!
Who do you think you are? Don't spit on me in front of my son.
I'd like an apology, please. Apologise!
Come.
Actually, I promised I'd go with Palle to school.
And I forgot some books at his place.
That's all right. Just go.
- Søren and Karl are Nazis today. - Why me? I was a Nazi last time.
- New rules. You're a Nazi from now on. - Why?
Because I say so. You're a Nazi from now on. Give me your arm.
Søren and Karl, you get a 30 second head start.
One, two, three, four, five...
I've got him! Grab his arms and his legs and lift him up.
- Come on. - Let me go!
- Over to the tree.
Lars, help me hold him. Tighten the rope.
No, let me go!
- Don't move! - Hold his head.
- Let me go! What are you doing? - Don't move!
- There. You look nice now. - Let me go!
Now everyone can see you're Nazi scum like your old man!
- Nazi scum! - I'm not like my dad!
- You smell like sauerkraut! - You're like your old man.
- I'm not like my dad! - You're a traitor, Søren.
Bjørn, pull down his trousers so he can take a leak.
Don't. Bjørn!
Don't wet yourself. You might be here for a while!
His pants too.
- His pants too! Pull them down! - No, Bjørn.
Bjørn!
Filthy Kraut!
Palle!
Gisela, over here.
Help!
- Help! - What's happening?
Help!
Here. Take my jacket. So you can get warm.
Take it.
Stay here. Stay! Got it?
Take care of your sister.
- What's going on? - I don't know.
Come... Cut the rope. Over there.
Cut the rope.
Where are her two children?
Did they see her hang here?
- They were carried out yesterday. - No...
Not the little boy. The other two. The two little girls.
They are dead. All of her children are dead.
What do you mean?
I mean both girls... died last night.
- Why didn't they get any antitoxins? - They did.
But you didn't give them enough?
Finally you get it. Medicine alone won't do it.
As long as we sleep on top of each other, it's no use.
We must isolate the sick to stop the spread.
What are you doing, Jakob?
Not just the girl's children have died. This is the church register.
Look. Two years old.
Six months. Three years. Five months.
18 Germans have died during their stay here.
And more than half of those were children.
We have to do more.
- You have doubts? You gave them milk. - Of course I did.
- But much has happened in two weeks. - Yes, more children have died.
- I fear what might happen to us. - Let them fire us.
You think I'm afraid of being fired? I fear for our family!
Our children! What they'll do to you!
They throw a rock through our windows! Our children could have been hit!
I'm afraid too, but how many more must die? Five? Six?
- 20 more? 30? - I don't know!
I want to help too, but not at the expense of our safety!
- What do we tell our children? - That we did the right thing.
Everyone's here, I think. I'm glad we could meet this urgently.
Your stay has been rather odd. We've all been impacted -
- by the challenges our German guests are struggling with at the gym.
They need more space to create better conditions for their sickest people.
So as of tomorrow we'll be making the entire school available to them.
As a result, your stay ends today -
- and the last six weeks won't be completed as planned.
Listen. Silence, please. Silence!
Traditionally, a good stay is concluded -
- by singing Hostrup's "Permeating Through".
I know you all love that one, so... Birk.
Birk!
So now we help the Germans? We won't get any students after the war!
Two more children have died. We must do something.
Stop. My warning was very clear.
- Much has happened since. - This could have been avoided.
- Yes, if we'd received medical aid. - It's not the Danish doctors' problem!
I'd send them back to the gym if not for your collaboration with the Wehrmacht!
It's not a collaboration! I can't defend letting more people, more children, die.
After the war, you are out.
Pray that that's the worst that will happen to you.
Take a deep breath.
And another deep breath.
That shit's not supposed to be here!
Take off that shit.
Are you deaf, Nazi pig? Take off that emblem.
Birk...
Soon you won't be able to hide behind German soldiers. You got that?
Birk...
Stop it.
You're digging your own grave.
This is no time for reconciliation.
It's not reconciliation. We made a rational decision.
You're aiding those who killed my father.
He would have done the same thing.
My father was no traitor!
You're collaborating with a Nazi. You've gone too far!
Are you threatening us?
We're at war! We are at war!
This is about the Danish struggle for freedom! Everyone should participate -
- according to their abilities and guts.
But what you're doing...! What you're doing -
- is directly countering the struggle for freedom.
There are no excuses. None.
Birk! Birk!
He's just sad. Don't worry about it.
Søren... Søren!
- Are you pro-German, huh? - Come on!
Go on. Hit him!
- Go on! - Hit him now!
Go on, Søren. Go on, Søren! Crush him!
Crush him!
The winner is Søren!
- Does it still hurt? - It's throbbing a bit.
- But it's all right. - It'll heal up.
- What are your weapons for? - What weapons?
The ones the British drop for you.
We'll distribute them in the area, to be ready for the liberation.
To kill the people who shot your dad?
That too. But there's a lot to avenge after five years, Søren.
- Is it real? - It's a Colt.
Stretch out your arm.
It's heavy, huh?
We need them distributed to the resistance.
I can do that. The German soldiers don't stop kids.
- Good morning. - That's right. They don't.
Good morning.
Stop!
Your papers, please.
Where are you going?
I'm glad the sick are getting better.
Yes. Without your help, many more would have died by now.
That's not all right.
Heinrich, I too have a family to worry about.
Take it off.
I've always served my fatherland faithfully.
In World War I, I fought in the trenches.
I lost my youngest son in 1941 and the oldest in 1942.
I haven't seen my wife since the Russians routed us.
I don't even know if she's still alive.
If I take this off... it all feels pointless.
I hope what we do here is meaningful.
Søren, stop.
- What are you doing? - Nothing.
- Where are you going? - For a ride.
What's in the basket? Huh?
Are you crazy? If the Germans find out, they'll shoot you!
They don't stop children.
- I hate you! - Stop.
Stop it, Søren! Stop!
Birk!
What the hell are you doing? What were you thinking?
Letting Søren handle guns! Stay away from my son!
It's not my fault that you are not a good role model for him.
You don't understand your own son.
Stay away from him, got it? Stay away!
Søren will do anything to prove he's not like his old man.
The German forces in the Netherlands, North-West Germany -
- and Denmark have surrendered.
This is London. We repeat:
Montgomery has just stated that the German forces -
- in the Netherlands, North-West Germany and Denmark have surrendered.
Nazi whore!
- Get her up! - Nazi whore.
- So you like fucking Germans? - Mum!
- On your feet! - Mum!
No! Mum!
Let me go! Mum!
- Next stop, the folk high school! - You're not going with us.
Get out.
The ride is over.
Get out! Go! Get out! Shut up!
- He's done nothing wrong! - Heinrich, go back to the gym.
- He's helped people in need. - Scram!
Are you deaf, Nazi scum? I said scram!
Heinrich, go back to the gym.
- I'm not afraid of you. - Heinrich... Go back...
Birk...
Heinrich. Heinrich!
- We need help! - Get him on the truck bed!
- Get up! - Heinrich!
- Nazi scum! - Get up there!
- Get up! - Let's go!
Sit down, sit down!
Jakob... You did nothing wrong.
Dad...
Can't they be in the cemetery like the other Germans?
There'll be no more Germans next to the Danes.
It's best to give them their own place. You understand that, right?
You could lend a hand.
The boys and I need some grub.
Where's my husband?
All I know is that he was taken to an internment camp here on Funen.
- I don't know which one. - I hear you got a promotion.
Temporarily.
What will you do to prevent the Germans from falling ill again?
A hot meal for the boys would be great. Right, Søren?
You shot him. Heinrich was the only doctor among the Germans.
He should've just gone back.
He was a Nazi, goddammit!
He was a Nazi.
Like I said, we'd appreciate a hot meal.
Leave, Birk.
Leave.
Leave!
Søren.
Birk... I'm staying here.
- You can stay in this room. - Thank you, Erna.
Birk is erratic. You'd better find another solution as soon as possible.
We'll go to my sister's in Aarhus as soon as Jakob is back.
- Søren and I will sleep here? - Yes.
- I don't want to live here. - I don't either.
Dad will be back soon.
No!
I have done nothing wrong!
Hello.
- Yes? - Where is Gisela?
Gisela?
She's lying in the gym. She probably won't survive the night.
I don't understand what you're saying.
Wait!
Give them to Gisela.
Careful...
Thanks.
There... Jakob.
There...
Søren?
It's all right.
Hi, Søren.
Stay with Dad.
What did they do to you?
It's just a few bruises.
Did you look out for Mum and your little sister?
I heard you were back, so I thought I'd drop by.
I got back a few hours ago. How are things at the school?
- Fine. Birk is doing well. - That's not true.
- The situation is even worse. - I beg to differ.
- There's order thanks to the fence. - They're dying like flies.
- Well, I'm glad you've recovered. - Lauritz...
Maybe there's a solution we can all live with after all.
We'd like to stay, right?
We'd like to stay.
If I'm going to plead your cause again, you have to lie low.
Under no circumstances can you keep helping the Germans. Understood?
- Yes. - Good.
- Goodnight. - Goodnight.
Are we sure about this?
Well, what are we going to do?
What are we going to live by?
If we don't do this, we'll never work again. Anywhere!
Gisela. Gisela!
Come. We're leaving now.
Come.
Come on, Gisela. You can't go to sleep now.
Wake up.
Come on, Gisela. Count!
... 82, 83...
Come on. 84.
Come on. 85!
She's going to the camp hospital in Ringe.
You shouldn't be out here on your own.
It's dangerous. The area is crawling with resistance fighters.
- Take her to the Ringe camp hospital. - It's closed. They all went home.
The hospital in Odense then.
No one wants to help a German. You've seen what happens if you try.
We're not going to Odense. I'm sorry. Get in the car.
Get in the car.
- Get in the car. - She'll die if we don't something!
Look at her!
She's ill. Just look at her!
Take her to Odense.
Dad, now!
She must go to Odense. She must!
- Can't it go any faster? - This is the top speed.
Gisela... Hurry up.
Wake up! Open your eyes!
Keep looking at me! We'll count, okay?
One, two, three, four, five...
- Six... - Søren!
Roll down.
- Hello. - Where are you headed?
To the hospital in Odense. My sister's got diphtheria.
We have to hurry.
Step out of the car, please.
- What's going on here? - I think they have a German in the car.
You may go.
Thank you.
Just go, dammit.
- How can I help you? - We have a girl who needs help.
- What has she got? - Diphtheria.
She can't breathe and has a high fever.
- Where are you from? - Ryslinge.
- From the folk high school? - Yes.
- Is she German? - Does it matter? She's a child.
- I can't. I could get fired. - What's going on?
They're asking for help for a German refugee. A young girl.
- Take her to a German camp hospital. - The one in Ringe is closed.
- Go to another camp hospital. - They're all closed now.
I must insist. Those are the circumstances at the moment.
- Can't you make an exception? - I'm sorry, no.
There are still German doctors in Denmark. In Ringe or Svendborg.
Her name is Gisela, and she needs help.
- I can't. - I'm not leaving until she gets help.
- We must stick to the rules... - She's ill!
She's dying.
You must help her!
I...
She'll die.
Miss Sørensen, get a bed.
Come.
Gisela.
Wake up.
Leave this town. You got that?
I hope you find a good principal for the school.
It deserves that.
62 REFUGEES DIED AT RYSLINGE FOLK HIGH SCHOOL IN 1945. 27 WERE CHILDREN.
DENMARK HAD 250,000 GERMAN REFUGEES AT THE TIME OF THE LIBERATION.
10,942 OF THEM DIED. 6,540 WERE CHILDREN.
IN THE FALL OF 1945, THE REFUGEES WERE PUT IN CAMPS NATIONWIDE.
AT ONE POINT, THE BIGGEST CAMP HOUSED MORE THAN 35,000 PEOPLE.
THE LAST GERMAN REFUGEES LEFT DENMARK IN 1949.
LIBERATION