Los Angeles, CA
I chose these six words because of my Grandfather, a person who does not go to Temple very much but keeps Judaism close to his heart. As a young skinny boy in Manhattan, he was walking home from school one day as a few bullies walked by and they called him a dirty Jew. Being a reform Jew he did not pray very much but knew this remark was wrong and hurtful. He was furious and punched them and ran back home. This is my story because I feel like this could happen to me at any time and I am scared of it. As a Jew, we as a people have had it the worst through history and I hope to not have it that way for my generation. All and all it is hard to be a young Jew with people out in the world who really hate you.