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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 really like it when it rains in the morning, before school, because then, there’s this atmosphere of winter. Outside, it’s cloudy and pretty dark, and in the classroom and hallways you suddenly…
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Gadi Taub
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Tel Aviv, Israel
Date:
1992
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“We are alive. We are human, with good and bad in us. That’s all we know for sure. We can’t create a new species or a new world. That’s been done. Now we have to live within those boundaries. What are…
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Carol Matas
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Winnipeg, Canada
Date:
1993
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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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. . . My mother sits on a low stool and her head is slumped forward on her breast and her eyes are red. Evening is nearly upon us; and the memorial candle is burning on the windowsill . . .
Papa has…
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Dvora Baron
Date:
1911
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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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When I try to think which game I like the most, I usually think of make-believe acting games. Even if they’re without masks, funny clothes, or old shoes with wrinkled tongues. Even if there’s no…
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Uzzi Ben Cnaan
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Jerusalem, Israel
Date:
1979
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Shlof, shlof, shlof,
Der tateh vet kumen in dorf,
Vet er brengn an epeleh,
Vet zayn gezunt dos kepele.
Sleep, sleep, sleep,
Daddy is traveling to the village,
He will bring back a little apple,
So…
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St. Petersburg, Russian Empire (Moscow, Russia)
Date:
Late 19th–Early 20th Century
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“When I get papa out of jail, we’ll join you. We’ll meet at Strasbourg, don’t worry,” Mama said.
When Alex heard about the entire matter, he said: “No, I don’t want to go. I want Mama.”
Alex was very…
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Ruth Almog
Places:
Bnei Brak, Israel
Date:
1999