Holocaust Remembrance Day
This year it's "Memorial Day", the TV have almost ignored the continuing with their schedules normal: "Show must go on ...
Fortunately, there are still those who did not want to forget that horrible tragedy, that ugly chapter of a bloody history. Fortunately, there is still un'associaizone as ANPI leading this day is important. The
Anpi Mira decided to organize a special exhibition that looks like a even more serious, painful, and scandalous: the children deported to the concentration camp at Terezin . And, thanks to the Province and Municipality has managed to involve several schools, including some 150 hours of classes (student workers), creating a small contest at the end of this trail.
A video in memory of all those deported and those who are "past the chimney" .
Fortunately, there are still those who did not want to forget that horrible tragedy, that ugly chapter of a bloody history. Fortunately, there is still un'associaizone as ANPI leading this day is important. The
Anpi Mira decided to organize a special exhibition that looks like a even more serious, painful, and scandalous: the children deported to the concentration camp at Terezin . And, thanks to the Province and Municipality has managed to involve several schools, including some 150 hours of classes (student workers), creating a small contest at the end of this trail.
A video in memory of all those deported and those who are "past the chimney" .
The Poetry of Pavel why we must never forget and we can not allow other hotheads repeat this mistake - horror.
The butterfly
a yellow so intense, so absolutely
yellow
as a tear of the sun when it falls upon a rock
so white yellow so yellow!
last,
flew in high light, hovered
safe to kiss her last world.
few days will have my seventh week of
ghetto: I have found my
here and here they call me the flowers and the white candle rue
chestnut
in the courtyard. But
here I have not reviewed any butterfly.
That was the last the last time:
the butterflies do not live in the ghetto.
Pavel Friedman (1921 - 1944) The last, the very last,
a yellow so intense, so absolutely
yellow
as a tear of the sun when it falls upon a rock
so white yellow so yellow!
last,
flew in high light, hovered
safe to kiss her last world.
few days will have my seventh week of
ghetto: I have found my
here and here they call me the flowers and the white candle rue
chestnut
in the courtyard. But
here I have not reviewed any butterfly.
That was the last the last time:
the butterflies do not live in the ghetto.
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