![]() ![]() In New York, Papa had to work in a factory. ![]() New York City: The Lower East Side Oi, Malkeleh,” Mama said, “we can’t go back to New York City. “In this third grade, there aren’t any other Jewish children. “Mama, let’s go back to New York ,” I said. “Shaynkeit, what’s the matter?” she asked. ![]() When I got to our apartment, I burst into tears. One day Elizabeth and Hilda followed me halfway home singing that terrible song. She brought peppermint sticks to school and handed them out to all her friends at recess. Jolly Molly, Your nose is awf’ly tall.” Hilda and Kitty would sing the song too, and sometimes even Fay and Emma. You look funny, Molly.” And then she’d sing a song: “Jolly Molly, Your eyes are awf’ly small. Miss Stickley would stare at her, and then she’s shut up.īut later, in the schoolyard, she’d say, “You talk funny, Molly. My English wasn’t perfect yet, so Elizabeth always giggled at whatever I said. I never raised my hand to answer a question, but when Miss Stickley called on me, I had to say something. Molly’s Pilgrim by Barbara Cohen Focus Question: Why is Molly’s story important to us? Molly's Pilgrim Video Clip ![]()
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