The Butterfly:
Pavel Friedman, June 4, 1942
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 yellowIs 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.
Pavel Friedman
Born in Prague on January 7, 1921.
Deported to the Terezin Concentration Camp on April 26, 1942.
Died in Aushchwitz on September 29, 1944.
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The Holocaust Museum in Houston has an ambitious goal to pay tribute to the 1.5 million children murdered during the holocaust: they are seeking to collect 1,500,000 handmade butterflies.
The butterflies will eventually comprise a breath-taking exhibition, currently scheduled for Spring 2012, for all to remember the little souls whom perished. As of Summer 2008, they have collected 400,000 handmade butterflies. Now it's our turn!
Please facilitate the "I Never Saw Another Butterfly" activity and create as many arts and crafts butterflies as possible. The project is open to all ages, individuals and groups alike.
For more information on participating, please visit: http://www.hmh.org/minisite/butterfly/index.html
Thank you for considering this worthwhile project!
1 comments:
Krystin this is an amazing project. Thank you for sharing it.... would you mind if I share this with my readers?
Hugs Sherrie
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