BYSTANDERS IN A BORDER TOWN

Mamá Renata lifted the washing basket and hobbled down the stairs. She looked out onto the cobbled street. Javi was there, running around with the other niños in the dusty sunshine. Señor Augusto swept his step. A Moorish Gecko skittered down a shaded wall and across the street. 'Javi, diez minutos,' Mamá Renata called. Her grandson waved. An … Continue reading BYSTANDERS IN A BORDER TOWN

W IS FOR WARSAW, POLAND

A SCENE OF DIALOGUE FROM WAR-TORN WARSAW 18th April 1943; The Jewish Ghetto, Warsaw, Poland Jakub, Benjamin and Stefan sit around a table, cramped in the small room, with no lighting. ‘What do we do, let them take us? Then we are as good as dead already.’ ‘If we resist they will kill us where … Continue reading W IS FOR WARSAW, POLAND