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[ . . . ] The two worlds, in my childhood, were not really separate. The synagogue in Graham Street, to which we walked across the Meadows every Saturday morning, was as much a part of the Edinburgh…
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David Daiches
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New York City, United States of America
(Cambridge, United Kingdom)
Date:
1956
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In Brownsville tenements the kitchen is always the largest room and the center of the household. As a child I felt that we lived in a kitchen to which four other rooms were annexed. My mother, a “home…
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Alfred Kazin
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1951
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The Readers Digest Magazine broke the American silence attending the massacre of the Jews in February, 1943. It printed my article called “Remember Us,” based on Dr. [Hayim] Greenberg’s data. Reading…
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Ben Hecht
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1954
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Bread
Very early in the morning we went to pick up fresh bread at Doña Blanquita’s. However, before arriving at her house that resembled the generosity of her hands and clay ovens, we had to cross a…
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Marjorie Agosín
Places:
Santiago, Chile
(Wellesley, United States of America)
Date:
1995
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If I had to pick one defining moment in my Iranian life, it would be 5:00 a.m. one Friday in the fall of 1968. I was fifteen. Normally I woke to the sounds of a peddler selling green almonds and fava…
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Farideh Goldin
Places:
Norfolk, United States of America
Date:
2003
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Stanislaw often told me how much he liked my company, and sometimes he wondered about my Jewishness: “Look at yourself! You cannot be Jewish!” he would exclaim. And yet whenever he spoke to me about…
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Nechama Tec
Places:
Connecticut, United States of America
Date:
1982
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I have the good luck to be a Polish Jew.
If I were a Greek Jew, a Dutch Jew, a Turkish Jew, or some other kind of Jew, I would be miserable. Who would pay any attention to me and who would be…
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Moyshe Nudelman
Places:
Buenos Aires, Argentina
(New York, United States of America)
Date:
1947
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I was present at the last birth. My wife and I had done the natural childbirth exercises. We were ready. The doctor was kind and easy.
The child was born, my fourth child, a boy. After three girls…
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Herbert Gold
Places:
San Francisco, United States of America
Date:
1972
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[…] I want to tell you about my brother’s ghost.
I had so looked forward to seeing him again: my Schorschi, my Czech brother, who had sent us a few postcards from Theresienstadt. But he wasn’t there…
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Ruth Klüger
Places:
Munich, Germany
(Irvine, United States of America)
Date:
1992
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Among the very few possessions my parents were permitted to take with them when they emigrated as refugees from Austria to Bolivia in June 1939 was a box camera and two family photo…
Contributor:
Leo Spitzer
Places:
New York, United States of America
Date:
1998