Wednesday, December 12, 2007


CHRONICLE-TELEGRAPH
QUEBEC, CANADA.
(North America's oldest newspaper since 1764.)

HOLOCAUST SURVIVOR SHARES STORY AT CHAMPLAIN-ST. LAWRENCE COLLEGE.
In St-Foy CEGEP. (In the picture: Joan Lugtig, the dedicated teacher with her students, writer Albert Asatryan and Leslie Vertes.
By ALBERT ASATRYAN, SLC STUDENT.

Published: November 28, 2007.

Champlain-St.Lawrence College had the privilege of welcoming Leslie Vertes, a remarkable man with a painful past and an extraordinary passion for life on October 16. At 83 years of age, Vertes is one of the few remaining survivors of The Holocaust, the event responsible for the murder of six million European Jews during the Second World War.

In an hour-long talk the students, he shared his experiences as a victim of the unutterable horrors that took place less than a century ago.

As our ears listened, our mind struggled to make some sense of the inhuman treatment that these innocent men, women and children suffered and died from. There are no words to describe such cold-blooded crimes, but Vertes, though pained by his memories, tried to help us understand. With our mouths wide open, we listened and tried to imagine what Vertes went through.

Vertes survived a firing squad of the Hungarian Nazi Party, The Arrow Cross, by playing dead when a Jewish girl, just shot and bleeding, fell on him. He survived in hiding for months false papers stating he is Catholic, but was caught and nearly tortured, escaping only to luck.

He was put into a Russian Gulag and nearly starved and worked to death, but again luck intervened, and he was brought back from near-death by a compassionate intern. This is why Vertes says he was born four times.

Vertes mentioned several times in his talk that genocide is the direct consequence of exclusion, discrimination and hatred. Vertes tells us that no culture or civilization is immune to racism and discrimination and people must build a better foundation to their society by speaking up against injustice.

This is why Vertes feels obligated to tell his story, even though it is very painful for him to recount it and he doesn't sleep for days before and after giving a talk like this. Vertes believes, and I agree with him, that it is by informing future generations and by fighting with our minds against prejudice that will prevail in ending hatred and genocide.

The Jewish Holocaust, the Armenian Genocide, the Rwandan Genocide, the Genocide of former Yugoslavia - these are crimes against humanity that we must speak out against. As Vertes says, "No human is more human than another.

Thank you, Leslie Vertes for coming to talk to us, for remembering your painful past to help us make the future better.



Sunday, December 2, 2007




















GLOBAL WARMING for me and for my grandchildren.

EARTH. FIRE. WATER. HUMAN.


Earth. Earth.

The farmer is working... The wife is cooking...

The shepherd is watching...The teacher is teaching...The student is learning.


This is peaceful place.

This is a quiet peaceful place; life is simple year after year.

Some of their friends are across the river, some are right here.

Deep down in the earth there is war for a long time with grumbling sound,

And now the angry fight is erupted upward and shakes the ground.

It takes just a few minutes and the landscape is change forever,

Rubble, destruction, thousand of dead is bodies are everywhere.

Farmer? Is no more, the cooking wife, the shepherd are gone.

The injured are crying, more than a thousand and one.

The school is not there anymore, no children, old or young,

Nobody is studying, nobody is chanting a song!

The earth swallowed a whole village. Parents are childless,

Children without parents. Rich became poor, the poor is hopeless!


FIRE.FIRE.

In the middle of the forest the timber was dry.

The fire started suddenly, nobody knew why!

Like a hurricane, the wind was blowing one direction,

The killer smoke was getting thicker without salvation.

A few acre first, than two, than five and ten...

They tried to stop the fire, but now nobody can.

Thousand of healthy, old trees, hundreds of new homes stand no more,

Only a a charcoal skeleton shows, there is no branch, no roof and no door.

Heroes fight the raging fire from above and on the ground,

Trucks, hoses, shovels and helping hands are all around.

A little water from haven could help now, or tomorrow...

But today there is no future, no hope, only tears and sorrow.


WATER. WATER.

The sky was clear, painted blue and bright;

With little breeze the wind was light.

The ocean looks calm, the waves are rolling gently,

In the quiet bay the laud fishing birds were plenty.

But just in a short time the wind changed direction

Blowing stronger and stronger; ready for destruction.

Dark paint changed the colour of the sky...

The waves were jumping many stories high.

Heavy rain was pounding with thundering noise,

Still, you can hear the cry and the begging voice:

Nowhere to run! Nowhere to hide!

Must climb higher to escape the tide!

The water will destroy everything; the riverbed is not dry

Tragedy is everywhere, tomorrow more people will die!


HUMAN. HUMAN.

In the name of PEACE, they are killing the innocents!

In the name of FREEDOM, they are torture hostages!

In the name of LOVE, they destroy lives!

In the name of DEMOCRACY, they create anarchy!

What the EARTH didn't do...

Places the FIRE saved not long ago...

Where the raging WATER didn't go...

HUMAN found new reason for destruction.
How and who will do all the construction?

The bullets are flying,
The bombs are falling.

NO PLACE TO HIDE, NO PLACE TO RUN:
EARTH, FIRE, WATER OR A KILLING GUN?

Earth, Fire, Water, Human............
What will be next? I would like to know!

Please tell me good news; today my hope is very low.

A hopeful Leslie Vertes)