September 21, 2003
By Nesse Godin
I am a baby in my mother’s arms, surrounded by the sound of laughter from my older two brothers and the shining eyes of my father’s gaze upon me.
I am a little toddler running in the park, picking up chestnuts that fell from the tall trees whose branches and leaves cover the light of the sun.
I am the little girl who is in the circle of friends, boys and girls, our hands clapping, our feet stomping, our voices loud in song to the Lord above.
I am the preteen walking on the path of roses, smelling the sweet fragrance and aroma of the flowers around me.
I am the girl who is caught in the horrible storm. The lightning, the thunder, and the blowing wind.
I am the child trying to hold onto my mother’s hand but am torn away by the storm.
I am walking on the road covered with thorns searching for the roses and the aroma of the flowers.
I am the teenager walking on that road, nothing but corpses and the smell of death around me.
I am the walking skeleton surrounded by strangers, women who grab my bony hand and give me hope to go on.
I am holding on to those outstretched arms that help me walk and fight that storm.
I am sick.
I am cold.
I am hungry.
I am ready to give up.
I am listening to the sounds of hope, a sound of a commandment.
Do not let us be forgotten.
Tell the world what this terrible storm did to the world.
Tell what hatred and indifference can do.
I am almost at the end of that road covered with thorns.
I am out of the storm.
I am looking for the path with the roses and aroma of the flowers.
I am alive.
I am never going to forget that storm.
I am not going to allow that path to be covered with thorns.
I am going to remember the last commandment that I was given by the women around me.
I am a Jew. I will fulfill this commandment.
I am a Jewish woman, feed the hungry, I speak up for the oppressed, I love all the children of the world,
I praise the Lord for all that he gave me.
I am a Jew. I will never forget that storm.
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