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While the townsfolk knew that an archbishop was coming, no one in Skalle [Skala, today Ukraine] made a big fuss about the news. It was only when pine gates were set up at the entrance that people…
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Fradl Shtok
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New York City, United States of America
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1919
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[ . . . ] And we get out of their way; we move in the opposite direction, toward where they’ve come from, toward Petroshi.
And you see, they do not forbid it. And it may be that in Petroshi, where…
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Itsik Kipnis
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1926
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At the Realschule fathers and mothers were lined up in single file in the director’s room. Parents who took the occasion very seriously appeared in couples with their young hopefuls. The director…
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Lajos Hatvany
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1927
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Lasik’s downfall did not come because of his name. It was only because of that sigh. Perhaps it was not even the sigh, but rather the economic situation, or the hot weather, or perhaps even certain…
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Ilya Ehrenburg
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Moscow, USSR
(Moscow, Russia)
Paris, French Third Republic
(Paris, France)
New York City, United States of America
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1928
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At three in the morning, Rabbi Sholem Tuvim returned home from visiting his sick father. His father was in great need of comfort, and he, Reb Sholem, would have stayed by him the entire night if the…
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Joseph Opatoshu
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New York City, United States of America
Date:
1928
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In a dingy kitchen
Facing a Ghetto backyard
An old woman is chanting Jeremiah’s Lamentations,
Quaveringly,
Out of a Hebrew Bible.
The gaslight flares and falls . . .
This night,
Two thousand…
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Alter Brody
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New York City, United States of America
Date:
1918
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Would you, mama, believe if I told
That everything here is changed into gold,
That gold is made from iron and blood,
Day and night, from iron and blood?
—My son, from a mother you cannot hide—
A…
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Moyshe-Leyb Halpern
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New York City, United States of America
Date:
1919
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The end of summer is approaching and we can feel it. The days are still hot, but in the evening, there is a strange smell, the smell of leaves decaying and smoke, the smell of autumn…
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Gonda Redlich
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Theresienstadt, Protectorate of Bohemia and Moravia
(Theresienstadt concentration camp and ghetto, Czech Republic)
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1944
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Once, at night, after the seven days of mourning, while I lay on the sacks dozing, someone came to me, the Evil One himself, and said to me, “Gimpl, why are you sleeping?”
“What should I be doing,” I…
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Isaac Bashevis Singer
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1945
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Yesterday, I dumped on my son the following story:
That my father was a cyclops and, of course, had one eye,
That my fifteen brothers wanted to devour me,
So, I barely got myself out of their…
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Jacob Glatstein
Places:
New York City, United States of America
Date:
1929