God's Lost Sparrows (2015) Streaming ITA - Alta Definizione Gratis

• 70%
• 2015
• Documentario

Toward the end of World War II, when it became clear that Latvia would be occupied by the Soviet Army again, some 150,000 people fled to Germany. These were representatives of various professions- farmers, business people, former politicians, the creative intelligence and ordinary working people- who had already experienced the horrors of the "year of terror." Nearly one million people from Eastern Europe flied the Soviet regime, Latvians, who were known as "deepers" (for "displaced persons") or as Little Birds of God, tried to establish "Little Latvia" at displaced persons camps for themselves as refugees. In the late 1940's and nearly 1950's, Latvian families from the camps in Germany traveled to Great Britain, the United States, Canada and Australia. When Latvia regained its independence, some of the emigres returned home, but most remain scattered throughout the world. This film speaks to destinies of families that traveled to Germany in 1944. World War II was drawing toward an end. The Red Army was once again approaching Latvia in September 1944. More than 150,000 Latvians fled West. They were people who did not want to experience the horrors of the Year of Terror once again. Latvians were housed in approximately 300 refugee camps throughout Germany. Officially they were known as displaced persons. They called themselves the stepchildren of God or God's lost sparrows. I plucked up my courage, climbed out the window and ran away. Away, away, away and once again away. I took what I was wearing - a short summer coat and my father's binoculars, which always hung by the window. Then I ran to the river. I thought that I had to walk along the shore of the river so that my dog would not track me. Perhaps he would chase me. There was bridge here, and the Rudzisi homestead was over there, where the trees are. Everything's gone now. Those are the Vidzemnieki residents, and they were deported on the morning of June 14, 1941. I saw that, and I've been terrified of Russians ever since. I don't know whether they were Germans or Russians, but we saw bombs falling on the city. It was so beautiful, like fireworks. We laughed, because it was wonderfully beautiful and interesting. Then one bomb fell across the street, and BAM! My brother, father and I collapsed because of the air pressure, and we slid under the piano. We children laughed and thought that it was the greatest joy. We no longer stayed there. We left Aizpute in October 1944. Horse-drawn carriage to Liepaja, and then we boarded a German transport ship. Only destiny or the will of God ensured that I didn't grow up in Siberia. My father and his family disappeared into the forest for a couple of nights. My godfather was shot, because he was too slow in climbing into the wagon. They wanted to take him to Siberia, but they shot him on the spot. It is good that we got out, because if we had stayed, we certainly would have been sent to Siberia. The German army entered Latvia and then found at the local police or KGB department that KGB agents had found us. They next day there would be an order to arrest and deport all of us. Grandfather would be arrested and shot. Who was threatened? The intelligentsia - local teachers and clergymen. Father knew that he could not stay there. He was in the Home Guard. World War II was drawing toward an end. The Red Army was once again approaching Latvia in September 1944. More than 150,000 Latvians fled West. They were people who did not want to experience the horrors of the Year of Terror once again. Latvians were housed in approximately 300 refugee camps throughout Germany. Officially they were known as displaced persons. They called themselves the stepchildren of God or God's lost sparrows. I plucked up my courage, climbed out the window and ran away. Away, away, away and once again away. I took what I was wearing - a short summer coat and my father's binoculars, which always hung by the window. Then I ran to the river. I thought that I had to walk along the shore of the river so that my dog would not track me. Perhaps he would chase me. There was bridge here, and the Rudzisi homestead was over there, where the trees are. Everything's gone now. Those are the Vidzemnieki residents, and they were deported on the morning of June 14, 1941. I saw that, and I've been terrified of Russians ever since. I don't know whether they were Germans or Russians, but we saw bombs falling on the city. It was so beautiful, like fireworks. We laughed, because it was wonderfully beautiful and interesting. Then one bomb fell across the street, and BAM! My brother, father and I collapsed because of the air pressure, and we slid under the piano. We children laughed and thought that it was the greatest joy. We no longer stayed there. We left Aizpute in October 1944. Horse-drawn carriage to Liepaja, and then we boarded a German transport ship. Only destiny or the will of God ensured that I didn't grow up in Siberia. My father and his family disappeared into the forest for a couple of nights. My godfather was shot, because he was too slow in climbing into the wagon. They wanted to take him to Siberia, but they shot him on the spot. It is good that we got out, because if we had stayed, we certainly would have been sent to Siberia. The German army entered Latvia and then found at the local police or KGB department that KGB agents had found us. They next day there would be an order to arrest and deport all of us. Grandfather would be arrested and shot. Who was threatened? The intelligentsia - local teachers and clergymen. Father knew that he could not stay there. He was in the Home Guard.

God's Lost Sparrows - Guarda Online HD: