Holocaust

Often in education we focus on " Adult matters" , we put all of our thoughts and energy into conversations that very quickly rise over the heads of our youth. However it is those very children we speak over, those very children whom we tuck into bed with kisses, or who hand us fists full of dandilions , that we should be educating. We leave out of matters their futures will be be concerned with. The up and coming generations are those that we can mold and guide into being responsible /concerned citizens for future peace and justice.

I think it is important here to point out that the children of the holocaust did not have the choice, were not given the option to take part in a conversation that did very quickly rise over their heads. They were thrown into something so much larger and more complex than the innocence of a child can ever truly comprehend. Yet those that survived grew, and blossomed and reverted back to what they knew...education. It is in education that thoughts and truths cannot be taken away from you. It is one of the only things thing we will have forever.

I encourage you to view the following video and listen to the following song as you remember the children who perished in years past and say a prayer for all those who continue to perish as time goes by.

A PRAYER FOR CHILDREN

We pray for children who put chocolate fingers everywhere, who like to be tickled, who stomp in puddles and ruin their new pants, who sneak popsicles before supper, who erase holds in math workbooks, who never can find their shoes....
And we pray for those who stare at photographers from behind barbed wire, who can't bound down the street in a new pair of sneakers, who never "counted potatoes," who are born in places we wouldn't be caught dead, who never go to the circus, who live in an X-rated world.
We pray for children who bring us sticky kisses and fistfuls of dandelions, who sleep with the dog and bury goldfish, who hug us in a hurry and forget their lunch money, who cover themselves with Band-Aids and sing off key, who squeeze toothpaste all over the sink, who slurp their soup....
And we pray for those who never get dessert, who have no safe blanket to drag behind them, who watch their parents watch them die, who can't find any bread to steal, who don't have any rooms to clean up, who pictures are not on anyone's dresser, whose monsters are real...
We pray for children who spend all their allowance before Tuesday, who throw tantrums in the grocery store and pick their food, who like ghost stories, who shove dirty clothes under the bed and never rinse out the tub, who love visits from the tooth fairy, who don't like to be kissed in front of the school bus, who squirm in church or temple and scream in the phone....
And we pray for those whose nightmares come in the daytime, who will eat anything, who have never seen a dentist, who aren't spoiled by anybody, who go to bed hungry and cry themselves to sleep, who live and move and have no being.
We pray for children who want to be carried, for those who must, for those we never give up on, and those who will grab the hand of anyone kind enough to offer it.

by Rabbi Susan P. Fendrick