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Hannah Senesh was born on July 17, 1921, in Budapest, Hungary and was the daughter of a author and journalist. She had literary talent from a young age. She kept a journal from when she was 13 to near her death. Her family was assimilated in and anti-Semitic sentiment in Budapest which is when she begun Zionist activities. In 1939 she studied at an agricultural school and then settled at Kibbutz Sdot Yam. Then she wrote poetry and a play about kibbutz life. In 1943 Senesh joined the British army and she was one of the people who volunteered to be parachuted into Europe. The purpose of this was to help the allied efforts establish contact with Parisian resistance fighters. On June 7 1944 when the deportation of Hungarian Jews Senesh crossed the border into Hungary. Where she was instantly caught and tortured for months. She did not give out any information. At her trial she defended her activities and actions. Then when she was executed she stared at her executors.

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The Heroism of Hannah Senesh - Eli, Eli by Sophie Milman, 2014 March of the Living

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June 7, an amazing person sadly passed trying to save people. Hannah died when she crossed the border into Hungary on the deportation of Hungarian Jews. She had a plan to help some of the Jews and trained for this moment. But she was caught instantly as she crossed the border. She was tortured for months and did not let out a single word. Then on the day of her execution she stared at her executioners.

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This is one of the photos of Hannah Shenesh. Hannah Shenesh is the person on the left.

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My God, my God

May there be no end

To the sea, to the sand,

The splash of the water,

The glow of the sky,

The prayer of man”

Blessed is the match, consumed in kindling flame.

Blessed is the flame that burns in the heart's secret places.

Blessed is the heart that knows, for honors sake, to stop its beating.

Blessed is the match, consumed in kindling flame.”

To die,

so young to die.

No, no, not I,

I love the warm sunny skies,

light, song, shining eyes,

I want no war, no battle cry,

No, no, not I.”

eight feet long

Two strides across, the rest is dark...

Life is a fleeting question mark

One - two - three... maybe another week.

Or the next month may still find me here,

But death, I feel is very near.

I could have been 23 next July

I gambled on what mattered most, the dice were cast. I lost.

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She joined the British Army to prepare to be dropped into Yugoslavia . She was one of thirty four people who volunteered to be dropped behind enemy lines.

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Hannah moved to Egypt to prepare for the deportation of Hungarian Jews. Then she began to believe in Zionism. She also wrote many poems while there.