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I don’t know what possessed me, but I decided to take the guided tour of Frankfurt. The minute I set eyes on the American tourists and heard the practiced laugh with which the…
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Dan Ben-Amotz
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1968
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The years have done their work. After a couple of years I appealed to the wife of Yuta’s son Uri to bring Iza to see her mother before leaving for the army. She is a fine girl from our village who…
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Yitzhak Ben-Ner
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Tel Aviv, Israel
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1976
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Autumn came and Father decided to put an end to the growing hostility surrounding us. We were already isolated, friendless, and bankrupt, deep in the heart of a cold, gray season. I was still going to…
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Aharon Appelfeld
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Petah Tikva, Israel
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1978
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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
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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
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1983
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And I will wait upon the Lord,
who hides His face from the house of Jacob,
and I will look for Him. (Isaiah 8:16)
I endeavored to place before the educated reader all the literature of redemption…
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Yehuda Even-Shmuel
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Jerusalem, Mandate Palestine (Jerusalem, Israel)
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1943
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All of a sudden, Grandmother’s empty burial plot is occupied. They finally returned mother to father’s side. One tree spreads its shadow over both their graves. Grandmother, too, finally gets what she…
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Naomi Frankel
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Bet Alfa, Israel
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1967
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Where pain weeps, it is the Jew who weeps.
Where a bullet is fired, it is the Jew who falls.
—Why is the dog barking near the fence?
—Someone threw a rock at him, at the Jew’s dog.
We…
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Shlomo Zamir
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1960
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After that I took a rest from medicine for a while. I couldn’t take it any more; my doubtful diagnoses were coming out of my ears. If I’d been a doctor with a clinic and visiting cards and white coats…
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Orly Castel-Bloom
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Tel Aviv, Israel
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1992
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[ . . . ] There are moments when the pile of worn clothing in the center of the rag room bestirs itself suddenly like a volcano and sends a pervasive fear throughout the large room. The…
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Ka-Tzetnik 135633
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1953