Then the children watched as a gang of
young men dressed in brown shirts and pants approached the synagogue just a few
doors away and began throwing bricks through all the windows.
“No!” Marga gasped.
Other villagers threw torches into the
synagogue and within seconds a large fire began to swell inside the sanctuary.
Soon the flames were burning through the wooden roof.
“Who are those people?” asked Zammie.
“I don’t know,” said Marga. “I don’t
recognize any of them.”
Marga noticed a few of the men who were
wearing brown military shirts began walking towards her house. Nearly everyone
in the street was carrying a torch in one hand and a large rock in the other.
“They’re coming this way!” said Marga.
“Are they gonna hurt us?” asked Susan.
Her eyes were filled with terror.
Marga could hear her father and Grandpa
talking downstairs. “Let’s go downstairs. Follow me!” she said.
Marga led the other children out of her
room and down the hardwood steps. When the children arrived downstairs they
found Frederick, Edith, and the Grandparents standing in the dark. They were all
looking out the front windows.
“Stay back!” said Edith when she saw
Marga.
“What are they doing, mother? Why are
they burning the synagogue?” asked Marga.
At that moment a brick flew through the
kitchen window with a loud crash and landed on the floor. Susan began crying
and ran to her mother.
“Everyone, this way!” said Frederick. He
herded his parents and the children towards a small room in the back of the
house just as a second brick flew through another window and landed on the
floor next to Zammie’s feet. Chipped shards from the brick and glass shot up
and stung Zammie’s bare shins on impact. He was grateful he had put his shoes
back on.
“Watch out, Zammie! Are you okay?” asked
Kyla.
“I’m fine. Follow Mister Silbermann!”
Everyone went into the small room.
Frederick kept the door open a little to make sure no torches were thrown
inside the house. Grandma and Grandpa held each other close. Edith held one
daughter in each of her arms. All three of them had tears streaming down their
faces.
--from Time Trip #4: Killing for Country
KILLING FOR COUNTRY
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TIME TRIP ADVENTURE 2
A RIDE ON THE UNDERGROUND RAILROAD
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WITNESS TO THE FIRST THANKSGIVING
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