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Will Eisner
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1978
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In April 1942, after months of probing and letter writing, Mother and Mrs. Gerber received letters telling them that Father’s troop was in a Russian prison camp. However, no word came from either of…
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Aranka Siegal
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1981
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I went back to my letter. “Every Sunday there’s a chess tournament.” I stopped writing.
It was crazy. Mr. Doom was supposed to take care of all of us. Mr. Meltzer was supposed to take care of the…
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Gail Carson Levine
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1999
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The street lamps of the Old Town began to flare out in preparation for the night. And soon the yellow gas-lights shone in the shop windows too, and outside the little…
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Sholem Asch
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1916
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Once upon a time in a small village a poor unfortunate man lived with his mother, his wife, and his six children in a little one-room hut. Because they were so crowded, the man and his wife often…
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Margot Zemach
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1977
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Most of the immigrants came from Italy and Eastern Europe. They were taken in launches to Ellis Island. There, in a curiously ornate human warehouse of red brick and gray stone, they were tagged…
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E. L. Doctorow
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New Rochelle, United States of America
Date:
1975
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Meyer Vaisman
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1993
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One year later, a Sunday afternoon. The front room. jacob is giving his son mordecai [uncle morty] a haircut, newspapers spread around the base of the chair. moe is reading a newspaper…
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Clifford Odets
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New York City, United States of America
Date:
1935
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Always, by the time the humid, breathless, summer night lifted its veil and a quiet, rosy dawn emerged, when some glimmers of soft, opaque light began to filter through the dried muddy, dusty window…
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Dovid Mitzmacher
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1926
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Inside the house they took their seats. Though it was lighter than a few evenings before, a bulb or two would have helped. Eli had to hold his briefcase towards the window for the last gleamings. He…
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Philip Roth
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1959