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“Time roars with our longing for home”
(Nelly Sachs, poet and Holocaust survivor)
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"You think too much," my father would say when I got depressed at sixteen, the same age my mother had been in Auschwitz. "That's your problem. You have to keep busy.
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“He was killed by the Nazis,” she often said, at other times claiming, “I don’t know what happened to him,” or “He ran off to Austria,” or “He just disappeared.”
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To my mother, who yearned for own mother, Magda was a constant irritant. With Magda absent, my mind drifted to Saratoga. But my mother’s reveries carried her to her pre-war life with her own mother.
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The farm, teaming with life, seemed empty without Magda’s riveting of our attention into the present moment with one hysterical overreaction in melodious Hungarian after another.
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"Where did you get all this hatred? We don't hate anyone."
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I will never reach my goal.
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“I do not know if you can hear me, or if you can talk to me. Some people do not believe in people like you, you know, spirits, ghosts or whatever you are. I do. I know you are here because of what happened here.” I could not speak. I did not feel I could.
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You know what happened. You heard about it. We were considered unuseful to the Nazis and were gassed in those shower rooms. It was all over so quick; I had hardly a chance to understand. I really did not feel anything because before it was over, I, being
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My mother still told everyone she would never forgive him for stealing her only surviving sister to Tangiers.
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These were definitely the two worst ways to die.
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I felt as likely to die in childhood as so many family members before me.
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These were the sorts of dwellings Jews had lived in after their escape from Egypt
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“Well, if she dipped your doll in the toilet, we will just have to flush her down the toilet to teach her a lesson.“
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My grandmother and her children spent six weeks living in barns, then were taken for a three day nightmare ride in hot cattle cars to Auschwitz.
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