I always told the truth. It’s how I was raised. So as an eight-year-old in Terezin, I wondered why no one told the men from the Red Cross the truth. When one man asked a child if he enjoyed living in Terezin, the child said yes. It was a lie! I knew it.
That night, I whispered questions to my mother.
“Why didn’t anyone tell the men about the sickness, about how there’s so little food, that the coffee shops and gardens were made especially for their visit?”
My mother slapped me.
It is years later. It still hurts.
Hailey Hudson lives in the southern United States with her family. She is a full-time student, a part-time nanny and a part-time freelance writer. haileyhudson.wordpress.com.
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