"1943. The height of World War II. A howl of lamentation resounds from one end of Russia to the other. Death knocks ceaselessly at our doors, delivering brown envelopes with official stamps bringing news that a father or son has “fallen heroically on the battlefield in fulfillment of his duty to the Fatherland.” The bereaved wail to the heavens, split the skies with their cries, writhe in pain—and early the next morning they take their place in the ochered, the breadline. Bread—bread is holy! Bread waits for no man. Bread rhymes with dead. In those years, the last thing likely to appear before a person’s eyes as he takes his final breath is a slice of bread."
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Yenta Mash
1922 – 2013
Yenta Mash (1922-2013) was a Yiddish language writer. She grew up in the region of south central Europe now known as Moldova, before being deported to Siberia in 1941. She started writing after moving to Israel in 1977.
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