I Looked Up In The Sky And

I Live In A Crazy Time.

Look At How A Single Candle Can Both Defy And Define The Darkness.

Although I'm Only Fourteen, I Know Quite Well What I Want, I Know Who Is Right And Who Is Wrong. I Have My Opinions, My Own Ideas And Principles, And Although It May Sound Pretty Mad From An Adolescent, I Feel More Of A Person Than A Child, I Feel Quite Indepedent Of Anyone.

I Long To Ride A Bike, Dance, Whistle, Look At The World, Feel Young And Know That I'm Free, And Yet I Can't Let It Show. Just Imagine What Would Happen If All Eight Of Us Were To Feel Sorry For Ourselves Or Walk Around With The Discontent Clearly Visible On Our Faces. Where Would That Get Us?

If We Bear All This Suffering And If There Are Still Jews Left, When It Is Over, Then Jews, Instead Of Being Doomed, Will Be Held Up As An Example.