I was born in Brussels, Belgium
in 1935, the youngest of eleven children. My earliest memory is of my mother making lokshen kugel (noodle casserole). I remember the smells of my mother making gefilte fish and of the fish swimming in the laundry tub. She didn't do it like we do today. She took the whole fish and stuffed it and put the carrots around the rim of the plate.
I never went to school because I was only four years old when the war began in 1939. I remember being surrounded by my brothers and sisters. My brother Henri taught me a geography game that we played in the sand. We had a dog, Jacqui, who was white with a black eye. I remember going to the community baths with my mother. I remember her hugs and kisses.