I don’t like to be branded as something. I’m a lot of other things as well. An ordinary human being. Talking about what happened isn’t therapeutic for me but it also doesn’t damage me or disturb me. It keeps it alive for me. It’s just part of my life. But I’m very motivated. I think it is so important for people to hear the story. It’s not about me. But I think it desperately needs to be told. People need to know & maybe some of them will be affected in a way to actually become active about it & do something about antisemitism. It matters that it comes from me. If you’re hearing something secondhand, well, it’s second-hand. Sometimes when I speak I really have tears in my eyes but I never cry with tears, no matter how tragic or terrible. My eyes fill with tears but they don’t come down my face.