Tuesday, January 10, 2012
A Humble Hero
The kitchen is flooded with light.
Sun dancing on the walls.
I hear familiar footsteps,
and his sweet voice,
" mama when I grow up can you give me
the recipe for chicken cutlets."
My son's face eager,
his eyes shinning.
My mind drifts,
my voice trails,
" it's not just a recipe, it's about love."
I answer.
Memories of my grandfather,
a tower of strength,
an inspiration.
In the ghetto he cooked for the enemy,
he smuggled food,
he saved lives.
Sharing what little he had with others,
so they can survive the disease and hunger.
My grandfather was caught,
beaten,
thrown out of a second floor balcony.
He was left to die but he didn't .
He never spoke of his pain,
he carried it within.
He survived the war,
a hero humble and true.
Years later in his sunny kitchen restaurant,
he stood,
varicose veins mapped his legs.
Large hands pounding chicken cutlets,
his strength towering,
not missing a beat.
Cooking with love was his life.
At times on sunny days he seemed grey
and I wondered if the sounds and smells
seeped back in.
I wondered if the echoes remained.
In this moment I look at my son
and I smile,
" it's not the recipe, it's about the love."
Little boy with veins rich with legacies,
filled with pain and courage,
rich with survival of the human spirit.
Generations linked,
legacies left,
love passed through time.
This is dedicated to my grandfather Nathan. He was a hero and a force of nature. He was honest and kind and he fought for what he believed in. He had courage and pride. This is also about my son, asking me about the recipe. His legacies are rich with history. On one side he has a great grandfather that saved a train of children during the Armenian genocide. On My side he has a great grandfather that saved family and friends during the Holocaust. http://dversepoets.com/ Meet us here where we share our thoughts and hearts.
Beautiful, powerful write. Sounds like your grandfather was a wonderful person. I love the contrast of youth and old age here - "rich with legacies".
ReplyDeleteThank you, Stephen. He was a great man and I am proud of the legacy he left behind.
Deletethis is beautiful...wow...what a man he has within him from his history...very heart warming his overcoming of the struggle...
ReplyDeleteThank you, Stephen. He was a great man and I am proud of the legacy he left behind.
DeleteVery heart warming indeed. A nice tribute to a brave man, your grandfather, weaving from the past to the present. Love this ~
ReplyDeleteThank you, Grace. I appreciate it.
Deletethis is just beautiful ayala...what a great tribute to your granddad - sounds like he was an awesome man and one of the real heroes..
ReplyDeleteThank you, Claudia. He was so humble...he just had so much courage and integrity.
DeleteAyala...you invite us into your home, your family. Your pen is a light filled beacon where many find warmth. Out of his past you have woven a wonderful journey, the journey of a true hero. His legacy will live on, not just with your son, but with your words. Wonderful weave!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Natasha. What a beautiful comment. I appreciate the support you have shown me on Facebook and here of course. xo
DeleteWhat a legacy your son has, ayala. And how neat that something as simple as a request for a recipe can take someone on a trip through time and connect the present so perfectly to the past. You're so right -- it's about the love.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Talon. I believe love is all we have. So glad that you enjoyed it :)
DeleteTruly tons of history you evoke with your verse, nice one!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Pat.
DeleteA great tribute to a great man.. so good cooking was the best thing to do and enjoy...-he must be proud of you.... well done, Ayala- loved it!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Dulce. :)
Delete" it's not just a recipe, it's about love."
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful poem for such a special man!
Thank you for sharing.
Thank you ! :)
DeleteWhat a wonderfully rich piece, more so because it is filled with triumph over adversity and of the greatest gift of all that can be passed on, the gift of love. A heart warming read that make one glow.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Bren. Glad you enjoyed it.
DeleteAyala, I love the title you've chosen for this piece as I think it says so much about the man you are honoring. What a wonderful story and a proud legacy for your son. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Emma.
Deletewhat an amazing tribute. he seems to be a special man. thank you for sharing his story with us.
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Thank you, Kellie. :)
DeleteThis gives me a chill and I can see it all being acted out because the sun grounded me in it.
ReplyDeleteIt was a harsh reality.....
DeleteA gentle poem and great tribute.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Matt. :)
DeleteAwesome write! The love is palpable in it. I see my grandfather as a hero, too. A different story, but the same adoration and love.
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Thank you so much. It's important to remember and to pass it on.....
DeleteA heartwarming story... well done!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Ruth. :)
DeleteHe lives on... this is beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Laurie.
DeleteLest we forget....what a lovely tribute to your grandfather, the love you have for him..his spirit, his pain, absorbed through the years. Beautiful tribute and work ; I love it :)))
ReplyDeleteThank you, Jackie. I appreciate your comment.
DeleteAn informative and inspiring tribute. Thanks. K.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Karin.
DeleteThanks for sharing this story, ayala--we need to know about these people of our pasts, what they stood for, what they lived for, what they suffered, and how they were still able to give. Your son is lucky to have that legacy in his veins, as are you, who surely are also passing it on.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Joy. I agree with you...so many stories are lost..so many important stories. So important to remember and celebrate the human spirit.
DeleteThis is an absolutely stunning write! And yes, it is not the recipe it is the love. Every Thanksgiving and Christmas we have some recipes handed down from mother and grandmother. It is about love. And yes, your son is a lucky boy; and I am sure he will continue to pass on the love!
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Brilliantly told story by the pivot upon whom these generations balance. Sweet, sad, brave, and touching, Ayala.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Joe. I appreciate you stopping by.
DeleteYou and your son come from a great legacy.thank you for sharing this history.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Myrna.
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Wow, what a legacy. You wrote this so beautifully. What a story to tell.
ReplyDeleteThank you, CM. Hope all is well :)
DeleteThis frees my dam of tears. I have soft spot for grandfathers.
ReplyDeleteHello Ayala.
Hi Oceangirl,
DeleteI have missed you here.
Glad you liked it!
Wonderful tribute Ayala ❤
ReplyDeleteThank you, dear Helena.
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A wonderful tribute to your grandfather and lesson for your son. He sounds like like he was an incredible man.
ReplyDeleteThank you, River.
Deleteyou really convey a sense of quiet strength and pride. nathan sounds like he was that kind of man. the piece itself is compact and powerful becuz you folded such meaningful details of the man's life into a single poem. you end with a sense of everlasting tradition in that we are all part of our ancestral chain.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Ed. Your comments always delight me. You are so thoughtful and that's why you are such a great writer!
DeleteWhat a rich history your family has, Ayala. I love this poem!!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Caroline.
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I love that Chicken Cutlets (and love of course) are the ties that bind here. I love the memories that come with and through food.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Lauren. So many memories passed through food..true!
DeleteWonderful story! It's great that your son will get to know his history this way.
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what a testimony of your family... written so well
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DeleteAbsolutely excellent write! I was incredibly moved by this piece and very grateful for your grandfathers life for the blessings of it live on in you and your son. Thank you for sharing.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Hope. I appreciate it.
DeleteAbsolutely beautiful, Ayala :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Lori.
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oh ayala, this made me cry. i'm so glad you tell the story, and you do it so very well.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Leslie. I am so glad that I was inspired to write it.
Deletewhat a wonderful dedication - he sounds so admirable.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sheila.
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Ayala, you obviously have so much of your grandfather's best qualities in you.
ReplyDeleteAnd I'm still incredulous I actually "know" you. But I DO know you, yes. For sharing heart and mind is the closest knowing that can be known.
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Thank you, Jannie. I agree with you because I feel so blessed to have met you and others here. I believe we share so much of ourselves here.
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Ayala this is so full of love...I can feel it overflowing.
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Such a vivid image you create of your grandfather. So wonderful that you know his story. I wish I knew more of the stories of my grandfathers.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Joanne. I am fortunate to know many stories and I am trying to preserve them for our family.
DeleteI wish I knew more of the stories of my grandfathers too. The War (WWII) wasn't talked about much in my family. A shame in a way and yet, I understand too.
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ReplyDeleteAyala,
ReplyDeleteHow a recipe holds history and love intertwined.
What a family you have. So many amazing stories - one percolating out of a simple request from your son. You must be so proud of your family.
Thank you, Mel. I am proud of the legacy left behind and so glad that I can share it with my kids.
DeleteSo gratifying to read this post-
ReplyDeleteWe HAVE overcome through the courage and heart
and love of life
our survivor relatives
lived every day.
For us.
To life!
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Thank you, Cloudia. Our relatives do live on in us....the human spirit is so resilient, isn't it?
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Shail.
DeleteBrilliantly observed piece. Evocative and memorable.
ReplyDeleteThank you, James. I appreciate it !
DeleteOh, Ayala, this gives me the chills. Just wonderful! Thank you.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Victoria.
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ReplyDeleteThank you, Smita.
Deletehave a wonderful sunday...smiles
ReplyDeleteThank you, Claudia. I hope you have a wonderful Sunday as well. :)
Deletei swear i saw a new post here...smiles....hope you are having a lovely sunday
ReplyDeleteAlmost :) thank you, Brian. Hope your Sunday is great :)
DeleteAnd he has a fabulous mother saving his heritage by writing it all down. =) Such beautifully painful stories and writing Ayala. Makes me want the recipe!
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Thank you, Pat. You are kind :) and yes, I just love the new reply feature! Yeah !
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