Suzanna Eibuszyc

Crossing Paths with Professor Elie Wiesel (eBook, ePUB)

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Produktbeschreibung

Description of Jewish life and the faith of those surviving throughout Russia and Uzbekistan during those six arduous years of war. For Polish Jews, Soviet Russia and Central Asia, a hard exile, proved to be the best chance for escaping the fire that engulfed Europe. My mother survived against all ads and in the midst of all this tragedy she even experienced love. At the end of the war survivors returned home to Poland to find one vast cemetery and the trauma continued. Polish Jewish citizens and the new families they went on to create lived in the shadows of the Holocaust aftermath. They made a new life under a new kind of rule, the oppressive communist regime. It was not until we left Poland in the late 1960s that my path crossed with Professor Elie Wiesel, at CCNY.
It was at that time that I started to understand my mother's history and the stories I grew up on.
To be a "Memorial Candle" is to give a voice to those whose voices were silenced, to make sure this history stays relevant, connected to the present.

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Produktdetails

• Verlag: Suzanna Eibuszyc
• Erscheinungstermin: 22. April 2017
• Englisch
• ISBN-13: 9781370584253
• Artikelnr.: 48205773

Autorenporträt

I was born in communist Poland after the war, where I lived with my family until the late 1960s. Before leaving for America I attended a Jewish High School, in Wroclaw. I graduated from CCNY with a BA in Anthropology. I received my MA in Archaeology from UCLA, and was awarded a grant, allowing me to conduct research and travel to Poland and Israel. Meeting professor and writer, Elie Wiesel, through the Department of Jewish Studies at CCNY, I realized the importance of Holocaust survivors stories. I insisted my mother write down her incredible accounts she shared with me. Ultimately, I addressed the trauma of growing up in the shadows of Holocaust aftermath and how this trauma is transferred between generations. For me, the 2G, I had no way of knowing, but the seed for writing Memory is Our Home was planted in my childhood. Looking back in time, I know now that my entire life was a preparation, to be a memorial candle. I assumed the burden of my parents emotional world and I became the link between the past and the future. This history is embedded deep in my memory and my soul, it is part of my DNA.