PEOPLE With Big Heart : (friendship without borders - Dr. Miodrag ...

Almost all their windows were smashed. When the police
arrived, the protestors scattered in the direction of the cemetery.
I was among them, and, after running like mad, when
everything appeared safe and calm, I returned home crossing
the graveyard property and the railway tracks. As I
approached home, I observed a group of young Jewish
men and women in front of the mill gate. Enci Doych, a
Jewish boy whom we all called Zoran, realizing where I
was coming from, came up to me and congratulated me.
He spoke very good Serbian.
“Excellent, girl! Just keep it up! Don’t let them run all
over you! You do realize now how we found ourselves here,
don’t you?”
Still shaking, I just looked at him, continued walking,
and in a couple of steps, I found myself in the safety of my
own yard. My mother, pale with fear, under her breath, angry,
said only: “Were you the one among those who smashed
those windows? You are lucky you weren’t hit in the
head yourself, stupid girl! Another war! I can’t believe I’ll
have to live through another one! How many times will
everything be destroyed and we’d have to rebuilt from
scratch!?”
I ate quietly, and as soon as I could escape my mother’s
watchful eye, I ran back on the street again. The same
group of youngsters was still in front of the mill. Pleased
with my achievement, I started giggling, but the group
remained sullen and somber.
“What’s wrong with you? Why are you so quiet? Are
you hungry?”
No one responded. Finding some strange courage in
me, the courage that was really fear, I advised them to better
go and eat something and get strength, not to fear, and
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