I’ve said my piece. My time now is entirely focused on family.
Parents, brothers and sisters, grandparents, aunts and uncles are made more powerful guides and rescuers by the bonds of love that are the very nature of a family.
I would rather start a family than finish one.
Like crime, terrorism is a fact of life. I grew up in Israel, where every unattended bag was a suspected bomb; when my family moved for a few years, it was to London in the early years of ‘the Troubles.’
Dignity is not negotiable. Dignity is the honor of the family.
I do not have to look for credentials for my Polishness and for my patriotism. I’m a Pole. The chronicles of my family go back – as far back as the 13th century.
I come from a family of Russian immigrant Jews who were all big storytellers, who would get together, and one would try to top the others’ stories, and stories would get bigger and bigger. And the lying aspect, the exaggeration, would get large.
Children from a given family background, when put in schools of different social compositions, will achieve at quite different levels.
I have a great advantage over many of my colleagues inasmuch as my students bring with them to class their own personal knowledge of national, regional, religious, ethnic, occupational, and family folklore traditions.
My safety and my family’s safety are not guaranteed even now.