Unlimited [Music Book] Ö Foiglman - by Aharon Megged ↠
When I was notified about his death, I told myself I m not going to his funeral No way, I can t Yet half an hour before the appointed time, I left home and went there About thirty of forty people had gathered on the square in front of the funeral home His son, his daughter, his brother and his family, a large group of Yiddish writers, several men and women apparently fWhen I was notified about his death, I told myself I m not going to his funeral No way, I can t Yet half an hour before the appointed time, I left home and went there About thirty of forty people had gathered on the square in front of the funeral home His son, his daughter, his brother and his family, a large group of Yiddish writers, several men and women apparently from his hometown Many of them came to shake my hand, as if I were related to him or was his closest friend As if it were my personal bereavement While all this time, I felt a kind of heartburn, an inner burning, and could not utter a word Nora s suicide is crying out inside of me, and time cannor silence that cry I turned aside and leaned against the wall of the yard fearing that I might collapse A kind of hushed commotion stirred up the little crowd of Yiddish writers, as if they were engaged in some clandestine affair, as if there were some last minute arrangements to be made before a trip in some pre war railway station in Poland Then a certain poet, whose name escapes me, mounted the podium before the coffin He had sunken checks, a pointed thin skinned nose, and protruding blue veins on his temples He delivered a eulogy in Yiddish about the departing member of this united yet quarrelsome family whose ranks are gradually shrinking He spoke heatedly, with an enthusiasm that sounded like anger a loud cry suddenly burst out of his heart, half in Yiddish, half in Hebrew Geshtorben Neyn Geharget Yea, for Thy sake are we killed all the day long a sort of protest, an accusation, which he hurled to the four winds of the town, of the whole country it hovered above like a wounded bird in the hot afternoonair And it seemed to me that this man, who only a few minutes earlier, silently, with bowed head, had shaken my hand as a brother mourner, was now aiming his outcry at me At me Then the son, Irving, who had come from England for the funeral, said Kaddish He read from the Siddur slowly, stumbling over the words, bringing the pocket sized book closer to his glasses, then away from them in an effort to better decipher the small print he pronounced the verses in an estranged tone while his sister, who had come from France, stood at his side with a handkerchief clutched to her nose They stood next to each other he, tall, skinny, in impeccable suit and tie, and she, chubby, broadfaced, with unkempt yellowish hair that made her look frightened In her stature and blue eyes, she resembled her father When the mourners got on the bus to go to the cemetery, I could have slipped away unnoticed and lost myself in the street Many did just that But my legs would not obey my impulse When I stood on the step, most seats on the bus had already been taken, and again I felt the urge to turn back and leave It was like finding myself in some East European Jewish quarter whose breaths, smells and whispers were repulsive to me Yes, I know, it s a despicable feeling And the embarrassment standing like that on the doorsetp with your eyes roaming around trying to decide where to sit, next to whom, who will be your neighbor for the next half hour while all your want if indeed you are destined to cooped up in this fold is to be by yourself, away from the others, not to be bothered I shouldn t have gone to that funeral It was like a desecration of Nora s memory.
Aharon Megged Hebrew 10 August 1920 23 March 2016 Hebrew year 5680 was an Israeli author and playwright In 2003, he was awarded the Israel Prize for literature.Aharon Greenberg later Megged was born in 1920 in W oc awek, Poland In 1926, he immigrated with his parents to Mandate Palestine He grew up in Ra anana, attending Herzliya high school in Tel Aviv After graduation, he joined a Zionist pioneering youth movement, training at Kibbutz Giv at Brenner He was a member of Kibbutz Sdot Yam for twelve years.Megged was married to author Ida Tsurit, with whom he had two children, Eyal Megged, also a writer, and Amos Megged, a lecturer in history at University of Haifa.Megged was one of the founders of the Masa literary weekly, and served as its editor for fifteen years He worked as a literary editor for theHebrew newspapers La merhav and Davar In 1977 78 he was author in residence at the Center for Hebrew Studies affiliated with Oxford University He made several lecture tours of the United States, and was also author in residence at the University of Iowa He published 35 books.Megged s plays were performed at Habima, Ha Ohel and other theaters His books have been translated into numerous languages and published in the United Kingdom, the United States, Argentina, France, and other countries.From 1968 to 1971, Megged served as cultural attach to the Israeli embassy in London.In 1974, Megged won the Bialik Prize for his books The Evyatar Notebooks a novel and Of Trees and Stones.In 2003, he was awarded the Israel Prize, for literature.Megged won the Brenner Prize, the S.Y Agnon Prize, and the Prime Minister s Prize from
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Title: Unlimited [Music Book] Ö Foiglman - by Aharon Megged ↠