History of Sorts

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…