I Am Organize
Cassidy S ( 5th Grade )
I am Organize I wonder what will happen to me once the camps are gone , if they ever are
I hear people praying in Yiddish , to survive I see the Jew Smoke rising through the air , as I wish I could help the people I want to help these poor Jews get out of the camps , to safety
I am Organize I pretend my name doesn ’ t mean steal I feel the amount of Jews in the world growing smaller every day I touch the things people have organized to help themselves and others I worry that the soldiers will find out what my name actually means
I am Organize I understand that stealing is wrong I say you can steal if you are desperate I dream of the day Jews are treated the same as others I try to help people survive within the camps
I hope that , one day , the Jews will be free I am Organize
* This poem is in response to The Devil ’ s Arithmetic by Jane Yolen , a book about the Holocaust
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