Matylda Getter was a Polish Catholic nun and social worker in pre-war Poland. In German-occupied Warsaw during World War II she cooperated with Irena Sendler and the Żegota resistance organization in saving the lives of hundreds of Jewish children.
(BECAUSE GOD SAID - MATEUSZ WYRWICH)
Angels wearing nuns’ habits
Lea Balint from Jerusalem is 80 years old. Wherever she can, she has been testifying till today how her life was saved by s. Matylda Getter and other sisters from the convent. And they have been called angels till today. When she was moved to the convent she was only 3 years old. She found a refuge, together with other Jewish and Polish children, in the convent house in Brwinów which was established by the superior Getter in 1941. Lea Balint emphasized that the nuns had saved her life three times. The first time, when they took her to their house in Brwinów. The second time when unexpectedly the Germans arrived and a nun was in a veranda with her. Nearly last minute she noticed a big basket full of hay on whose top there were eggs. She quickly took out some hay from that basket and put little Lea into it. She covered the child with the rest of the hay and on the top she put back the eggs. The third case took place in 1944. During the Warsaw Uprising, when fire glow was reaching Brwinów, Lea had hand infection. The nun took her to a sanitary point a few kilometers away, near the borders of Warsaw. The little girl got an injection there and thanks to it she did not die.
I have always felt that I am loved, despite being far away from my parents, despite my continuous fear – says Lea Balint. – I remember the following scene: when there was bombarding, we were very scared and crying. One of older girls asked how long it would last. S. Getter answered that there was no reason to be scared and she would go at once to ask God about it. She returned smiling and asked us to remain calm, as God said that the bombarding would end soon and nothing bad would happen to us. And, indeed, after several minutes everything turned quiet and peaceful. Friendliness which I felt in the house of the Franciscan nuns of Mary’s Family in Brwinów, always accompanied me. This good was throwing its light onto my whole life. Also onto the way of my bringing up children and grandchildren who live in Israel.