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Holocaust Remembrance Day

Nurit Lapid

From that moment my identity became rooted

Dovrat, 1986

I remember myself and Sarah my sister sitting on the armrest of the armchair on both sides of my father and listening to a story of his family. This was the first time that I heard about the Holocaust. I think that I was then 7 years old. Since then and until the Eichmann trial I perceived the Holocaust as a private event of my family, a difficult event for other Jews.

In the Eichmann trial I remained like everyone close to the radio and I listened to the various testimonies. In one of the broadcasts I found myself weeping. When I tried at a later age to explain to myself the emotions that captured me I reached the conclusion that from that moment my national identity became rooted in me, the Jewish identity.

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