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Title - Writing About The Holocaust, Terezin Overheads
By - Kristy Brooten
Primary Subject - Language Arts
Secondary Subjects - Social Studies
Grade Level - 6
Writing About The Holocaust Thematic Unit Contents:
"At Terezin" overhead, "Terezin" overhead
AT TEREZIN
When a new child comes
Everything seems strange to him.
What, on the ground I have to lie?
Eat black potatoes? No! Not I!
I've got to stay? It's dirty here!
The floor - why, look, it's dirt, I fear!
And I'm supposed to sleep on it?
I'll get all dirty!
Here the sound of shouting, cries,
And oh, so many flies.
Everyone knows flies carry disease.
Oooh, something bit me! Wasn't that a bedbug?
Here in Terezin, life is hell
And when I'll go home again, I can't yet tell.
Teddy
L 410, 1943
TEREZIN
The heaviest wheel rolls across our foreheads
To bury itself deep somewhere inside our memories.
We've suffered here more than enough,
Here is this clot of grief and shame,
Wanting a badge of blindness
To be a proof for their own children.
A fourth year of waiting, like standing above a swamp
From which any moment might gush forth a spring.
Meanwhile, the rivers flow another way,
Another way,
Not letting you die, not letting you live.
And the cannons don't scream and the guns don't bark
And you don't see blood here.
Nothing, only silent hunger.
Children steal the bread here and ask and ask and ask
And all would wish to sleep, keep silent, and just to go to sleep again...
The heaviest wheel rolls across our foreheads
To bury itself deep somewhere in our memories.
Mif 1944
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