Amid the widespread documentation of Nazi atrocity, some accounts focus not on scenes of mass killing, but on its aftermath — the psychic toll imprinted on the youngest survivors. One such text, A Visit to the Unfortunate Children, offers a searing portrait of orphaned Jewish children, torn from their parents in the wake of executions. The testimony is quietly devastating: a litany of small gestures, vacant stares, sleepless nights, and children who no longer cry. Yet within this chronicling of unbearable loss lies a quiet act of defiance — the effort to observe, to record, and to dignify the lives of those who could no longer speak for themselves. This too was resistance: the preservation of human feeling, of memory, and of Jewish life in the face of its planned erasure.