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I cannot remember exactly when I understood what it meant to be born a Jew.That most of what happened to me was because I was a Jew.In the same way,I cannot remember exactly the day I understood that the small shapes onpaper was a language to be understood.That it was letters so neatly lined up on thewhite paper and kept between two covers,just like the Jews in ghetto and Lager.To be able to read and write has always been a sort of mystery to me.But deepinside,I have always recognized the power of knowing to read and write,and has becomeas important to me as life itself.A burden often,but also a source of joy.The search for answers has been like stumblingalong a unknown uphill road.But as time has passed ,the road itself became the answer.It has become important to make clear that the children of Holocaust was more than justnumbers and statistics.We were ordinary children with the same dreams and hopes aschildren today.Lullabies for Annika was written in hope that the readers will be able to acknowledgethat.Much of what is told,really events.The rest could have happened.
