Tattered Past

Tattered Past: My ongoing journey through genealogy, history, writing, self-exploration and art. ~~~ Rita Ackerman

Wednesday, August 25, 2010


Over at her blog Trudi Sissions has introduced many of us to the Holocaust Museum's project to gather 1.5 million handmade butterflies for their museum. Each butterfly represents one child who died in the holocaust.

I can't even comprehend that number.

The project is based on a poem written by a 23 year old who died in Aushchwitz on Sept. 29, 1944.
The poem is:

I Never Saw Another Butterfly

The last, the very last,
So richly, brightly, dazzlingly yellow
Perhaps if the sun's tears would sing,
against a white stone...

Such, such a yellow
Is carried lightly 'way up high.
It went away I'm sure
because it wished
to kiss the world good-bye.

For seven weeks I've lived in here
Penned up inside this ghetto.
but I have found what I love here.
The dandelions call to me
And the white chestnut branches in the court.

Only I never saw another butterfly.
That butterfly was the last one.
Butterflies don't live in here, in the ghetto.

Written by Pavel Friedman, June 4, 1942

Trudi has set up a way for people to send the butterflies through her. Or you can send them directly to the museum. All the information is on her link above or at the Holocaust Museum Website.

There are even teacher resources. So, please, spread the word;
And make a butterfly to remember a child.