“Lily, you will not leave this table until you have eaten all the food on that plate,” Lily's grandmother said as she sat at the dining room table with the same stern look on her face that he had seen Lily a million times before. The 11x17 dining room had green walls, adorned with multiple paintings of elegant dancing women, and a beautiful oriental rug, covering the dark hardwood floors. The large oval dining table, where Lily stubbornly sat, was a frequent dinner occurrence for the Frankfurt family. Expecting Lily, with her sandy blonde hair and emerald green eyes, to shrug her shoulders, wrinkle her freckled nose, and complain in her neighing voice, which his grandmother knew usually came next, he was shocked to hear Lily's response. Lily. "Omi, you never let me leave the table without finishing all the food, you always save the leftovers, and when something goes bad because it's been in the fridge too long, you look sad when you have to throw it away," Lily said looking straight at her in his grandmother's eyes. “Lily, I don't want to be a waste. You know," Lily's grandmother replied. Annoyed by always receiving the same answer, Lily replied, "My mom friends don't like wasting food either, but it doesn't seem to physically hurt them when they have to throw it away. !” Realizing her sudden outburst, Lily quickly tries to explain herself by saying, "It's just that today in the story we learned about World War II and, well, I know we're Germans and I thought maybe it had something to do with that." ..." Crouching down, she looks at her grandmother with her childish eyes full of curiosity and the slightest fear, worrying, she may have exaggerated. Lily watched her grandmother's facial expression go from surprised to sad, while her eyes... in the center of the paper... aby, okay? We'll find something to eat." Letting the doubts seep out, I let the heat of the blazing fire and mother's arms consume me completely. At that moment the world around me lost all meaning and I was just a child. I will never forget the next moment. “People of Erzgebirge, meet in the town square, there is an important announcement. Everyone's appearance is necessary. People of…” The message kept repeating over the speaker. I felt Mom's arms around me become stiff and completely still, her face expressed a deep thought, and I sat there waiting for Mom to do something. The mysterious announcement struck the Erzgebirge city with panic, filth and fear. Walking toward the town square, I observed men and women moving quickly in the same direction, whispering their distorted innuendos about what the announcement might have had to do with.