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i there! I am so happy you are here.
Here’s a little bit about me. My name is Nechama, which means comfort in Hebrew. I live in Brooklyn, NY, with my husband and three kids. I spend a lot of time reading picture books, and I’m not complaining! I have a master’s degree in nutrition, a topic I find interesting, but writing is my passion. I believe stories are the most powerful way to connect to others. Stories help us better understand each other and ourselves. Stories remind us of what is beautiful in the world, entertain us, and make us laugh.
Ever since I circled all the books in the Scholastic catalog and begged my mother to buy them, it has been my dream to be a writer. I wrote my first book in fourth grade. It was about a fish who used a peanut butter and jellyfish sandwich to catch a boy. The story was inspired by my wonder of words (why is it called fish-ing?), seeing other’s perspectives (how does the fish feel?), and inescapable what-ifs (what if fish go peopling?) I still hope to publish it one day! The second book I wrote was in seventh grade. It was about a pine tree that didn’t fit in, especially in the fall. The Redhead of Auschwitz is the third book I wrote. It is a narrative nonfiction about my grandmother’s life.
My grandmother was the light of my life and my very best friend. My friend’s grandmas brought them presents, mine brought me stories. She told me stories about her village and its stream that wrapped around it like a moat. She told me about her mother, her deceased father, her smart sister, and sweet brother, and about the grandfather who believed in her. She told me stories about the Holocaust, how she fought to survive, and how she believed in herself. She was passionate about sharing her story because she knew the world would know how to receive it and how to give it a happy ending.
I am still inspired by my wonder of words, perspectives, and what-ifs. I hope to continue telling stories of courage, comfort, and hope. Although my grandmother is not here anymore, she is in every story I will tell.
You can connect with me through email, or on Instagram @theredheadofauschwitz, a community of over 100K dedicated to my grandmother’s survival story and messages of diversity, hope, and love.
i there! I am so happy you are here. My name is Nechama, which means comfort in Hebrew. I live in Brooklyn, NY with my husband and three kids where I spend a lot of time reading picture books, and I’m not complaining! I have a master’s degree in nutrition which I find interesting, but writing is my passion. I believe stories are the most powerful way to connect to others and to what being human means. Stories help us better understand one another, and ourselves. Stories remind us of what is beautiful in the world, entertain us and make us laugh.
Ever since I circled all the books in the Scholastic catalog and begged my mother to buy them, it has been my dream to be a writer. I wrote my first book in fourth grade. It was about a fish who used a peanut-butter and jellyfish sandwich to catch a boy. I called it, Freddy Fish Goes Peopling. The story was inspired by my wonder of words (why is it called fish-ing?), seeing other’s perspectives (how does the fish feel?), and my inescapable what-ifs (what if fish go peopling?) I still hope to publish it one day! The second book I wrote was in seventh grade. It was about a pine tree who didn’t fit in, especially in the fall. I called it, One of a Pine. The third book I wrote, the one that I published, is a narrative nonfiction about my grandmother’s life. I called it, The Redhead of Auschwitz.
My grandmother was the light of my life and my very best friend. My friend’s grandmas brought them presents, mine brought me stories. Stories about her village and its stream, about her mother and dead father and her smart sister and sweet brother, and about the grandfather who believed in her. She told me stories about the Holocaust, how she fought to survive, and how she believed in herself. She was passionate about sharing her story because she believed the world would know how to receive it and how to give it a happy ending.
I am still inspired by my wonder of words, perspectives, and inescapable what-ifs. I hope to continue telling stories of courage, comfort, and hope. Although my grandmother is not here anymore, she is in every story I will ever tell.
You can connect with me over email, or on Instagram @theredheadofauschwitz, a community of over 100K dedicated to my grandmother’s survival story and messages of diversity, hope, and love.
