25 June 2021

Published June 23, 2021 by rochellewisoff
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Genre: Historical Fiction
Word Count: 100


Avraham set the seedling in the hole he had dug. “Blessed are You, Master of the Universe, Creator of life. May the memories of my Sarah and our little Isaac be blessed.”

            Hannah helped Avraham cover the tender roots with sandy soil. “May the memory of my Shmuel also be blessed.”

            Under Israel’s hot summer sun many others had come to plant. Their goal was to raise six million trees, one for each life taken.”

Avraham placed his hand on Hannah’s belly and smiled through his tears when their unborn child kicked. “By their deaths, they commanded us to live.”

The six million trees, planted in 1951 by Jewish National Fund, World B’nai Brith and immigrants, are a living monument of eternally green memorial candles for the six million of our people who perished during World War II.

64 comments on “25 June 2021

  • Most definitely a beautiful tribute to the lives cut far too short. As our world reopens, I think we need to do something in honor of the untold numbers who have died from covid. If everyone planted a tree for even just one loss…. just think of how beautiful our world could be again. I wish I owned land where I could plant an entire forest….

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  • Dear Rochelle,
    Love this story. Strong ending, but the scene itself and the lives alluded to build up to that hopeful finish. That life can blossom in spite of our savagery, this is surely due to the Master of the Universe, Creator of life. Blessed is His Name.

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  • Trees make such wonderful memorials — a reminder to the living about strength, roots, renewal, rebirth. Thanks for sharing about the Jewish Memorial Forest. I’ve been part of projects planting memorial trees. So wonderful to return, years later, to see what was a seedling becoming a tree. Very touching story.

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  • Very powerful…the stones left under a tree at the main synagogue in Budapest were very poignant. The area around the synagogue is undergoing some revival, and the careful work done on a main street, with scenes from the original streets pre WWII and during, are impressive and absolutely tragic — all the more so with the current truly horrific racist government Hungary has these days.

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