I was a very naive student from Australia. Invited to attend a meeting of the World Union of Jewish Students!
Imagine a colonial australian boy with no exposure to the world, deeply paroquial, from a strong eastern european jewish community and was surrounded by people that I could make no sense of ..
Jose Goldstein from Costa Rica, a Carlo Levi from Milan.. who complained that his radio had stopped speaking to him in Italian the minute he listened to it in Luxembourg! we all laughed.
But the person I was very impressed with was Mony Elkaim who was already a doctor and organizer of the meeting. Je suis maoiste-sioniste... he said
I never held a long discussion with him, I met him when we were just peeping at our horizons, he from Belgium and me from Melbourne and a fleeing momen, je suis maoiste-sioniste..
Many years later I was in Brussels , I should have made an attempt to see him. Now he is no more .
Someone comes into your heart, leaves a space that cannot be filled or remain unfilled.
then I began to think about people, whom I met briefly, very briefly usually, but they somehow remain in my memory. Obviously their achievements in the field of human behaviour leaves a blot in the canvas of life.
May you live to be 120, the psychiatrist who does not prescribe medications.
I hold psychiatrists who talk to their patients and do not use medications in high esteem, perhaps that is why I am so close to many psychologist friends.
Now a thought for the day arrives from Brasil
não posso fazer todo o bem que o mundo precisa mas sei que o mundo precisa de todo bem que eu posso fazer
