Jake was recently cast the lead role in his high school's fall play, Korczak's Children. The play was based on the life of a real man, Janus Korczak, during the holocost. Dr. Korczak ran an orphanage. His children were his world. Thè kids went on a field trip to the holocost museum in Houston, to help them portray their characters. This story was heartbreaking, and honestly, very hard to watch. I was so impressed that the kids were able to pull off such a dramatic play, especially Jake. The orphanage was moved to the ghetto when the Germans invaded. Eventually, the orphanage was taken over by the nazis and Korczak and his children were sent to a concentration camp to face a sure death. Korczak was given the opportunity to change his identity and leave, but he knew he needed to stay with his children and try to keep them from being afraid, although he knew their destiny. I saw all 4 productions, and cried at them all. The story in itself was enough to provoke tears, but to see my son cry on stage, taking his role to heart, was almost more than I could bare. Days later, I still tear up thinking about it. Here's a few pictures.
I hope my child truly never experiences the pain he felt while assuming the role of Dr. Janus Korczak.
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