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Kindertransport by Olga Levy Drucker
Kindertransport by Olga Levy Drucker









Kindertransport by Olga Levy Drucker

Does that answer your question, Miss Nosyface?”“Is it done all over the whole world?” I asked. It probably goes back to very ancient times. All I know is that whenever the last nail has been hammered into the framework of a new house, the builders celebrate by placing a tree on the roof. She never could resist them.But my question hadn’t been answered yet.“Papa? The tree?”“Well, it’s just a custom, you see, Ollie,” he said. Then he raised his curly red head and gave Mama one of those smiles of his. Didn’t I tell you to stay out of the mud?”Hans looked guiltily down at his boots. To the tree was tied a red rag that waved merrily in the cold wind, like a flag.My brother Hans came bounding out from somewhere in back, bursting with excitement.“There’s a perfect corner for an Indian tent back there, and I saw a great place for a tree house, and-”Mama interrupted him. The roof of the house was flat, and a small spruce tree seemed to be sprouting from its top. The house looked to me as if it were climbing up the side of the hill.

Kindertransport by Olga Levy Drucker Kindertransport by Olga Levy Drucker

I pointed up at the wooden scaffolding around a three-story house. 1 MY HOUSE “Why is there a tree on top of the house?”It was winter 1932, and I was standing with my parents in the mud where a street was going to be.











Kindertransport by Olga Levy Drucker