My smile offends you, and when I see your eyes I see hate.
I see hate although I do not know what hate is. It is a word people around me use.
I have no notion of the concept of hate, I am only 22 months old.
All I know is love.
My smile offends you!
But I smile because I see another human being in front of me, for I smile to everyone.
I don’t see the monster you really are,because monsters only live in nightmares, don’t they?
You are like me, the same skin, the same organs,the same teeth.
You bleed like I do.You sneeze like I do.
When you don’t eat, you die.
When you don’t drink, you die.
When you don’t breathe, you die.
When I smile, I die.
Because my smile offends you.
I am Ishtvan Blankennberg/I was killed in Auschwitz on May 21 1944. I was not yet 2.
Remember my smile for I don’t want it to offend you.