Tuesday, September 14, 2010

The Last Butterfly


If you are a regular reader
of my blog, you know I
try to speak from the heart.
Recently I was made aware
of  a very worthwhile event
that I will be participating in
 and I hope you will too.

Instead of relying on my own
words, please read an excerpt

"The Butterfly Project"
 hosted by
 The Holocaust Museum Houston
 in Texas, USA.
 Their mission as follows:

The Holocaust Museum Houston
 is dedicated to educating people
 about the Holocaust, remembering
 the 6 million Jews and other
innocent victims and honoring
 the survivors' legacy.
 Using the lessons of the
 Holocaust and other genocides,
 we teach the dangers of hatred,
 prejudice and apathy.
 And the tag line following it reads:

Stop Hate. Starting Here.

The Butterfly Project mandate/
 is to remember the 1,500,000
 innocent children who perished
 as a result of the Holocaust
by collecting 1.5 million
 handmade butterflies.

In Spring 2013, these butterflies
 will then become a break-taking
 exhibition to serve as a memory
 of this event.

Can you imagine? 1.5 million children
 translated into 1.5 million butterflies....?
 If you wondering why a butterfly,
 the project is based on this poem -


I Never Saw Another Butterfly



The last, the very last,

 

So richly, brightly, dazzlingly yellow



Perhaps if the sun’s tears would sing



against a white stone....



Such, such a yellow



Is carried lightly ’way up high.



It went away I’m sure



because it wished



to kiss the world good-bye.





For seven weeks I’ve lived in here



Penned up inside this ghetto.



But I have found what I love here.



The dandelions call to me



And the white chestnut branches in the court.





Only I never saw another butterfly.



That butterfly was the last one.



Butterflies don’t live in here, in the ghetto.







Written by Pavel Friedman, June 4, 1942
Born in Prague on Jan. 7, 1921.

Deported to the Terezin Concentration Camp on April 26, 1942.

Died in Auschwitz on Sept. 29, 1944.


Pavel Friedman was 23.
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My eldest daughter is 23.

Again, I am touched by this
event in history.  My
heart breaks for those that
played any role in this tragic
event.  The Holocaust like 9/11
is something we should never
forget.

I hope you will want to become
involved in this event.

Love to all,
Debbie










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