The Tale of a Niggun
Elie Wiesel’s heartbreaking narrative poem about history, immortality, and the power of song, accompanied by magnificent full-color illustrations by award-winning artist Mark Podwal. Based on an actual event that occurred during World War II.
It is the evening before the holiday of Purim, and the Nazis have given the ghetto’s leaders twenty-four hours to turn over ten Jews to be hanged to “avenge” the deaths of the ten sons of Haman, the villain of the Purim story, which celebrates the triumph of the Jews of Persia over potential genocide some 2,400 years ago. If the leaders refuse, the entire ghetto will be liquidated. Terrified, they go to the ghetto’s rabbi for advice; he tells them to return the next…
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November 17, 2020
ELIE WIESEL was awarded the Nobel Peace Prize in 1986. The author of more than fifty internationally acclaimed works of fiction and nonfiction, he was Andrew W. Mellon Professor in the Humanities and University Professor at Boston University for forty years. Wiesel died in 2016.
Filled with Fire and Light
Elie Wiesel
The Tale of a Niggun
Elie Wiesel; Illustrations by Mark Podwal
Open Heart
Elie Wiesel
ZALMEN OR THE MADNESS OF GOD
Elie Wiesel
Hostage
Elie Wiesel
The Sonderberg Case
Elie Wiesel; Translated by Catherine Temerson
A Mad Desire to Dance
Elie Wiesel
Rashi
Elie Wiesel
The Time of the Uprooted
Elie Wiesel
Somewhere a Master
Elie Wiesel
Wise Men and Their Tales
Elie Wiesel
The Judges
Elie Wiesel
Legends of Our Time
Elie Wiesel
Conversations with Elie Wiesel
Elie Wiesel and Richard D. Heffner
To Say that I am Here
It started with an illness, perhaps just a “bad cold,” that caused me to miss the first days of kindergarten. As a result, my name was not on the class roster. When my teacher read out the attendance list, as she did every morning, my name was never called. I participated in whatever my classmates were instructed to do. But until the day my teacher noticed my drawing of a train I was invisible to her. And so it seemed to me, at the age of five, that my existence depended on my art.
Though I loved to draw, I never pursued formal art training and eventually my parents encouraged me to…