When the rain falls, my face gets wet.
When the sun shines, it blinds my eyes.
When the snow falls, I want to go out and feel the crunch of the fresh new snow beneath my feet.
When it is muddy, I get dirty.
When I am hungry, I eat.
When I am thirsty, I drink.
When I see a baby cry, I am sad for I know only a few years ago I was a baby.
You see, once you were a baby too.
Once the sun would would blind your eyes, and the rain would make your face wet.
Your mother would also be annoyed when you came in with a muddy face.
Once you were a 5 year old mischievous little angel.
Like you, I am a human being too.
At least I maintained my humanity, where you no longer are that mischievous angel.
The day you killed me in Auschwitz you became a devil.
I am Sandro Sonnino, aged 5. Once a human being, now an angel.