There is nothing more beautiful and rewarding then the smile of a baby. Nothing comes even close to it.
When you see a happy baby you cannot help but smile.
When you see a happy baby you get a warm feeling and a sense of peace and serenity.
The beauty of sound of a laughing baby surpasses the most beautiful song.
No one should feel any sense of hate when they are in the presence of a happy baby.
This happy baby however had to die.
She had to die, why?
That is a question that puzzles me. Why did any baby had to die? I know there are those who mean well and try to explain to me that the Nazis even saw innocent babies as a threate, because they though the Jewish bloodline would go on though them.
But I don’t care much for that explanation. The fact is that we all have a choice, The ones who murdered this baby also had a choice, they choose hate over love, bad over good, compassion over indifference,
Zsuzsanna Gerstl, a Hungarian Jewish Girl, would have celebrated her 79th birthday on August 8, but she was murdered aged 2, or maybe eve younger in a gas chamber in Auschwitz, in 1944. This happy baby had to die.
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