I stand and listen to the screaming silence of the siren. At first I think of our six million brothers and sister who were stolen away from us for eternity. It’s hard to grasp.
Then I’m thankful that we live in the Jewish state and can protect ourselves.
The screaming silence continues. Although only two minutes in length- it contains in it a period of years, memories and horrors that we try not to think of most of the time. In such a significant two minutes my mind races through the collective thoughts of many years.
We say ‘never again’. we remember the horrors that the most ‘enlightened’ civilization committed against our people in modern times.
Every year In addition to remembering the past- I wonder about the present. who is responsible to stop genocide in other places?
What responsibility does remembering the holocaust give us as a people and me as an individual?
Something so great, so huge and horrible surely must mean more to us than standing in silence for two minutes.
The screaming silence fades. I go to read a book about the holocaust but the thoughts swirling in my mind don’t let me sit. I walk over to my computer and start to type.
Yom Hashoa/ Holocaust Remembrance Day
Israel
2014
