I came to the U.S at the age of ten. I went to Bais Yaakov of Boro Park, which was then a very small school...
“When Life Gives You Lemons…” Poetry Workshop – August 15, 2018
Many years ago, a story is told, People arrived to these shores seeking streets paved with gold...
The House Where I Used to Live
I found it, and went walking about the streets...
Self Portrait
I am a precocious child, Discovering fairy tales at age 3 or 4...
My Grandfather
My grandfather, Moishe Hersch Kahan, zt”l, lived in Maramaros Sighet. He was a very learned man, he always kept saying “gam zu le’tova” to keep up the spirits...
My Courageous Mother
My name is Rose Schrage. I am a holocaust survivor. I was born in France in a small village called Montelimar...
Daily Life in Rozwadow
Daily life in our town of Rozwadow, Poland, during my early years was peaceful, comfortable and secure...
Poetry Workshop – July 16, 2018
A gift from Heaven, Pure, Crystal, With love...
Memories of My First Home
We came to London after the war had already started. We arrived in January. My father, Asher Yeshaye Bitterman, had arrived about nine months earlier...
Survival of a family
The year was 1939, the month March. Hitler was expanding his reach to overtake Czechoslovakia; the winds of war were blowing fiercely all over Europe...
