What does
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mean
it
to
be a Jew?
meant,
ugly yellow star patches, stark grey buildings
crammed
in,
stuffed too full of people too empty,
barbed wire, and the sweet smell of gas.
Now,
a bitter memory, it mingles with matzah balls and challah bread, niy potbellied papa with scruffy beard and tobacco, twinkUng candles of Hanukkah,
Passover's bitter herbs, a people of culture, pride, traditions fully empty.
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What
mean, once, to be one of Abraham's seed— as numerous as the sand on the seashore, did
it
or the stars in the sky, a chosen, a special people?
To tread a dry
path,
through mountains of water,
be fed from Heaven, and watered by God in the desert, on crooked places made straight, worshiping at Solomon's temple, to
reading the scroll in the synagogue— the scroll of Isaiah— and waiting for the Messiah.
A people of hope, A people of fulfillment. Jennifer
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