While Frima's family was confined to a ghetto, Nazis used her father as an interpreter. He later perished. By pretending not to be Jews, Frima, her mother, and sister escaped a German mobile killing unit massacre. They were later discovered and jailed. Again, her mother devised an escape. Frima's mother and sister were smuggled to Romania, while Frima wandered in search of safekeeping until her mother could arrange to smuggle her out. In Romania, they were reunited and liberated.
We had the pogroms and we had starvation. We had everything. There was a lot of atrocities going on. Horrible experiences. Always frightened, always feeling you're being followed. In fact the nights when I used to walk the streets and I used to hear the German Shepherds bark, to this date I dislike these dogs. Afraid so. And I always used to feel that any minute, you know, they will detect something, attack me although it was at night and I used to walk, like you...against...against building, between...between trees [so] nobody should see me, nobody should hear me. And everything brings memories. When it drizzles and it's cloudy, it brings memories of the day when they took us to be killed, the first pogrom. When I hear a German Shepherd, it brings memories. When I walk the streets, everything seems to bring memories. It's quite frightening.