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Please read this poem that my friend Judy Mednick wrote about Anne Frank and me. Thank you so much Judy, you are a great writer and a wonderful friend!
Please read this poem that my friend Judy Mednick wrote about Anne Frank and me. Thank you so much Judy, you are a great writer and a wonderful friend!
CHOSEN AGAIN
(dedicated to Nicole Caspari)
Once she was one of the chosen few.
Different.
She was chosen again,
chosen to be hated, damned, exterminated.
Then came a child, curious, unknowing.
Sifting through the ashes of history
she found a single ember.
It flared into flame--
Anne Frank became its name.
The child vowed to keep the flame aglow.
To set the world afire with Anne's glory,
she would plumb the horror of her story:
Feel the lice crawling on her skin,
suffer cold and wet and winter wind.
March with bloodied feet, cross frozen ground with leaden tread.
All the while fearing all she'd known and loved were dead.
Anne Frank will never rest.
We'll never find a tomb holding her remains,
never see a gravestone bearing her name.
Let us remember the child who fanned the ember.
Let us learn from this keeper of the flame.
"People will always follow a good example; be the one to set a good example, then it won't be long before the others follow...How lovely to think that no one need wait a moment, we can start now, start slowly changing the world! How lovely that everyone, great and small, can make their contribution toward introducing justice straightaway...And you can always, always give something, even if it is only kindness!"
(Anne Frank, March 26th 1944, from her story "Give!")
Weißen Rose
