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Auschwitz volunteer

by Mike Oettle

“GREATER love has no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends,”[1] said Jesus, talking of His own death but also, I am sure, thinking of those after Him who also would selflessly give them­selves for others.

Jesus’ words must have gone through the mind of Rajmund Kolbe one July day in 1941 when the commandant of Auschwitz paraded the inmates of the camp’s Block 14 after a prisoner had escaped.

The com­mandant’s way of dealing with escapes was to take 20 pris­oners, lock them in a cell and starve them to death. This evening he was feeling generous: only 10 prisoners would be starved.

Before making his selection he had already had the Block 14 prisoners stand­ing on parade in the sun the entire day. Now he began choosing the un­lucky 10. No 4 was a Polish sergeant named Francicek Gajowinczek, who broke down crying for mer­cy: “I have a wife and two children. I want to see them again. I don’t want to die.”

Rajmund hurried from the ranks and tried to kiss the com­mand­ant’s hand. Push­ing him away, the commandant asked in German: “What does this Polish pig want?” Rajmund said he wanted to take the ser­geant’s place. He and nine others were marched off.

Who was this man who took the place of a compatriot?

Kolbe was born in Poland under Russian rule, on 8 January 1894 in the town of Zdunska Wola, in Wielkopolski province, south-west of Warsaw and close to the border of Silesia, then in Germany. Brother Kenneth, CGA,[2] tells us that when Raj­mund was 10 his mother scolded him, asking: “What ever is going to become of you?”

That night he had a dream in which the Virgin Mary came to him and offered two crowns, one white and one red. The white crown meant that he would join a religious order and give up thoughts of marrying and having children. The red crown meant martyrdom. In his dream he chose both.

Now knowing what would become of him, Rajmund joined the Fran­cis­can Con­ventual order when he was just 13. In 1910, when he was 16, he took on the names Maximilian Maria, and in 1912 went to Rome, where he stud­ied at the Pon­t­if­ical Gregorian University. Even before being ord­ained priest (in 1918, the year of Poland’s liberation), he and six friends formed a mis­sion­ary cru­sade which they called the Militia of Mary Immaculate. Having enter­tained ideas of being a sol­dier, Maxi­mil­ian – though seriously ill with tuberculosis – now saw himself at the age of 25 as a soldier of Christ and formed small groups of devout Catholics all over the Polish Republic.

In 1922 he began a popular Catholic monthly called Rycerz Niepo­kala­nej (The Knight of Mary Immaculate). In 1927 he put his ideas into concrete shape (his maga­zine was circulating at 70 000 copies a month) and founded a reli­gious centre at Tere­sin, west of Warsaw, call­ing it the Niepokalanów[3] (the City of Mary Immaculate). It soon be­came one of the world’s largest Franciscan houses. He later founded sim­i­lar centres in Japan (1930) and India.

In 1936 his superiors called him back to Poland, to head both the Niepokala­nów and Poland’s largest Catholic publishing house.

September 1939 saw the nazi German invasion of Poland and the de­portation of most of the brothers at the Niepokalanów (including Maximilian) to Germany. But inexplicably they were freed, and re­turned. The Niepokalanów became a refugee cen­tre housing 3 000 home­less Poles, including 2 000 Jews.

In 1941 only one edition of Rycerz Niepo­kala­nej was pub­lished. In it Maxi­mil­ian wrote so forcefully against the evil in the land that he was arrested and sent to Warsaw’s infamous Pawiak pris­on. Here an SS guard asked him: “Do you believe in Christ?” “I do,” Maximilian responded. The guard hit him, repeated the question and mercilessly hit him again and again. Still Maximilian said: “I do.”

Maximilian, stripped of his Franciscan habit and wearing a pris­on uniform, was sent to Auschwitz and branded with the number 16670. With other priests, he was made to labour at building the crematori­um, under the eye of the sadistic guard “Bloody” Krott.

Maximilian Kolbe was an example to his fellow prisoners even be­fore vol­un­teering for the starvation cell. In that cell he neither begged nor complained. Others rushed the door for food whenever it was opened, and were beaten or shot. When the cell was inspected, the others were found lying down; Maximilian, if not on his knees, was stand­ing in the centre of the room smiling at the guards.

After two weeks, Maximilian was the sole survivor. The cell was needed for other prisoners, and on 14 August a death injection of phenol was ord­ered. With a prayer, Maximilian offered his arm.

On 17 October 1971 Pope Paul VI visited the Niepokalanów basil­ica for the sol­emn beatification of Maximilian Kolbe. Present in the con­gre­gation was Francicek Gajowinczek, making “a dramatic footnote to Kolbe’s sacrifice”.[4]



[1] John 15:13.

[2] In Saints of the Twentieth Century by Brother Kenneth of the Commu­n­ity of the Glorious Ascension.

[3] To pronounce this name, say Nee-epo-kawa-NOV.

[4] Quoted from the Encyclopædia Britannica.


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  • This article was originally published in Western Light, monthly magazine of All Saints’ Parish, Kabega Park, Port Elizabeth, in August 1994.

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