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In the year 1885—when I was nine years old—I started working. My first job was in a little candy factory, where a few girls worked. I used to work a lot: 14–15 hours per day. My pay was 25 kopecks per…
I slept with a murderer every night of my life for two years. The murderer is dead now. He died some weeks ago in Chicago. That is why I am free to tell the tale.
I was a small boy at that time. I…
Six million perished not because of a cataclysm of nature, as is evoked by use of that inadequate term “holocaust”; they died not because they lacked courage, but because they lacked the minimum…
From his earliest childhood, Dani was happy, sociable, and cooperative. When he was in Tova’s kindergarten, he loved to sit together with the children and sing: “Yulla yulla, what’ll we do without our…
It was noon and a small boy lay on the couch in the room. The woolly coverlet prickled his back, making him toss about uncomfortably. His eyes roved across the ceiling and down the blank walls to the…
Formations of soldiers faced each other across the floor, taking cover in domino houses and bunkers of colored blocks. Yurik and Kazik lay by their soldiers. [ . . . ]
But Kazik had stopped playing…
He felt a gnawing sensation. He knew it was hunger. Nothing in his mouth since morning except for those slops, the slops from the Judenrat kitchen, a watery soup that was almost free, just fifty…
This is a night of vigil for me,
in the shudder of my soul
I shall conceal
the secret of my youth.
I shall stand on guard:
No sleep nor slumber!
And in just one moment
the veil was taken away.
A…
Let not Ambition mock their useful toil,
Their homely joys, and destiny obscure;
Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile
The short and simple annals of the poor.
—Thomas Gray, “Elegy Written in a…
In Brownsville tenements the kitchen is always the largest room and the center of the household. As a child I felt that we lived in a kitchen to which four other rooms were annexed. My mother, a “home…