TOOTHACHE
" July 1940. I had heard that the
Nazis had a dentist in their camp, so when I developed a terrible
toothache, I got one of my Polish friends to go to the camp with me.
Since the Germans wouldn't have helped me if they had known I was
Jewish, I taught my friend to say, in German, 'My sister has a
toothache.' After the dentist took out my tooth, he gave me a bar of
chocolate. When I got home, my mother was shocked that I had had the
nerve to go to the Nazis for help."
Embroidery and fabric collage, 1997.
29-1/4"W x 33"H.
Gallery narration by Esther's daughters.
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