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I have a story here to tell
To all my children—you as well.
Hush, dear friends, be very still—
Hear my story, if you will.
There’s a land that’s quite remote,
Beyond the reach of train or boat;
Even…
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Mani Leib, El Lissitzky
Date:
1918
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I was born and raised in Fuerth, a predominantly Protestant manufacturing city of Middle Franconia, with a large Jewish community consisting principally of artisans and tradesmen. The Jews formed…
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Jakob Wasserman
Places:
Vienna, First Austrian Republic (Vienna, Austria)
Altaussee, Austria
Date:
1921
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The rinsed fences dry themselves in the wind.
The kneaded black earth turns softer under my feet.
Soaked soil, tousled and wanton wind,
What more can I want from you today?
It seems to me that I’ve…
Contributor:
Peretz Markish
Places:
Kyiv, Russian SFSR (Kyiv, Ukraine)
Date:
1919
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“I must go to carols tomorrow night.”
Mother is serving the soup. Chicken soup again, with noodles, for the third day in a row. While from next door, a roast tickles the nostrils. A myriad globules…
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Serge Liberman
Places:
Melbourne, Australia
Date:
1981
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Barry had joined the school three weeks earlier, at the start of the sixth form. There was a tradition at the school that any new boy would be ignored by everyone except the Christians for roughly a…
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William Sutcliffe
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Edinburgh, United Kingdom
Date:
1996
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The cheeks collapsed and the eyes half-shut,
My mother listens as her knees sigh:
The whole morning under the winter sky
She ran about to every market.
So let us now at the gate of the wall
Sleep…
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Chaim Grade
Places:
Tashkent, USSR (Tashkent, Uzbekistan)
Ashgabat, USSR (Ashgabat, Turkmenistan)
Stalinabad, USSR (Dushanbe, Tajikistan)
Date:
Date unknown, 20th century
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When I came back, he was gone.
My mother was in the bathroom
crying, my sister in her crib
restless but asleep. The sun
was shining in the bay window,
the grass had just been cut.
No one mentioned…
Contributor:
Ira Sadoff
Places:
Waterville, United States of America
Date:
1975
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After the war with Spain came another war. The postman, though, he stopped coming. Well, actually, he didn’t stop. What I mean is, he didn’t stop in. Papa always waited for him by the balcony, he’d be…
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Mauricio Rosencof
Places:
Montevideo, Uruguay
Date:
2000
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There was a rumpled old Polish man who boarded in the apartment of our building’s superintendent. With baggy pants, fraying suspenders, a wrinkled hat, and a wooden cane, he looked like the lovable…
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Joseph Berger
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New York, United States of America
Date:
2001
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My mother often sent me shopping to 18th Avenue (not a far distance, but for a kid it was unfamiliar territory), the district of Middle Eastern groceries, whose shopkeepers were…
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Jack Marshall
Places:
El Cerrito, United States of America
Date:
2005