Oh, how proud I am.

28 06 2012

Last week, I had a couple of great conversations with both my daughter’s teacher and her principal. We talked about her open-ended project she did regarding the book “Hana’s Suitcase” that the entire class read together. Both the teacher and principal were very impressed with her poem. (I highly recommend this book to read with your child…. it is a true story of a Japanese teacher who guides her class through the discovery of the owner of an old suitcase they find. The owner was a young Jewish girl during the Holocaust. They eventually discover Hana’s terrible fate and find her brother, living in Canada.) This little book made a huge impact on Elisabeth’s heart and she wrote a poem about it. I would love to share it with you all.

Hana Brady

A courageous girl.
Her family was happy
It was a perfect world
She liked to ski
She liked to skate
But then one day
Earth was full of hate
She didn’t know what to do
She didn’t know what to say
Because if you said something bad
You’d be taken away.
Because she was Jewish
She was sent to a town
With lots of other Jews
Who always had a frown
Her brother, George
Was sent away
To a different town
Far, far away
Then Hana’s name
Was on the list
To go to a place
Called Auschwitz
They got on a train
And went away
And when they arrived
It was their last day
The girls entered the building
The door closed with a bang
They thought it was a shower
They held hands and sang
As the building filled
With Zyclon B gas
It filled their lungs
And Hana passed.


Elisabeth, age 10.


Thanks for reading.