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At the end of the workday, the children were allowed to visit their parents and relatives for one hour. Sometimes there were longer visits on Saturday afternoons and Sundays. But there were no visits…
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Susan Goldman Rubin
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Malibu, United States of America
Date:
2000
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Ever since she had sent the letter to Toronto, Fumiko had been a bundle of nerves. Would George Brady write back? Will he help us to know Hana? Even the letter carrier who…
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Karen Levine
Places:
Morton Grove, United States of America
(Toronto, Canada)
Date:
2002
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I have a great coat. I have round black eyes. I have a cap. I raise my hands. I am the boy whose hands are raised in the picture.
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Dani Horowitz
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Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1978
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It is possible, it is very possible, that here it is impossible to live, but here we must remain, here we must die, sleep…there is no other place…
—Y. H. Brenner
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Gershon Shaked
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Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1983
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How shall I bless him and what will this child be blessed with? asked the angel. Life—so it emerges from the song lyric—was among the options of the angel’s blessing. But after all, angels don’t exist…
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Moshe Zuckermann
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Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
2001
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In the city of Warsaw such a long time ago
Two hundred children stand lined row on row
With their freshly washed faces and freshly washed clothes
The children of Poland who never grow old
In the…
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Si Kahn
Places:
Charlotte, United States of America
Date:
1985
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The officer stared at them grimly.
“Now,” Mama said in a strong voice, “you have seen that we are not hiding anything. May my children go back to bed?”
The officer ignored her. Suddenly he grabbed a…
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Lois Lowry
Places:
Portland, United States of America
Date:
1989
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When I was twelve, I read The Diary of Anne Frank.
I identified with her having to live
stories above a busy street
over a business, and having to keep quiet
for hours at a time.
I’d pad about on…
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Jane Shore
Places:
Chevy Chase, United States of America
Date:
1996
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I was born on Saturday, 7 March 1936, towards nine in the evening, in a maternity clinic located at 19 Rue de l’Atlas, in the xixth arrondissement of Paris. My father, I believe, was the one who…
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Georges Perec
Places:
Paris, France
Date:
1975
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She turns the pages, naked uncles
so naked and skinny, run and
even aunties with fannies showing
and others in pajamas as in a show
with yellow cloth stars sewed on.
And everybody so ugly and thin,
a…
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Meir Wieseltier
Places:
Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1968