“I am reminiscing today. It comes back to me as if it happened just yesterday, everything. In the beginning, I was just a cheder boy (a Jewish schoolboy]. I ran away from my parents because I was ruled by an unyielding, despotic melamed (Hebrew school teacher). I remember the places, and I regret it all. Hunger forced me to steal bread. I returned to my parents after being away for 6 weeks in the fields. I didn’t stay long at home because I wanted to be free.
I became an itinerant, working in a nearby village, and then in Tluste. I was in Warsaw, an operator for the lithographer Shimon Krumhorn. I was a clerk in the Lipiny forest, a sawyer in Muravanka, and after being released as a sawyer, I became a teacher in Rejowiec . I got engaged in Hordzieska, and then left for America. I became a machine operator and lived there for 5 years, and then I became a customer peddler, and now I have come to Paris, once again I was a machine operator. until I got sick. This is my fate. God gives me everything, because who else would help me like this? How many more times will I have to wander? Today he told me… I will endure until I die.
