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C J‘N-fm'Ay LIBERTY July1August, 1982 •ITHE•TOLERANCE•GAMEIN • - - --y --„st • "I Will Tomorrow Not at School Be"
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BY ELFRIEDE VOLK How I dreaded hearing else about going to a new school—having Taking a deep breath, I blurted, "I will the teachers and students find out that I was every Saturday away be. I go to—to church my Canadian teacher's different, that I was "strange." As a at Saturday." displaced person following the war, I had I clenched my teeth, dreading what might response! been through the humiliation several times come. I thought of Hugo Schwarz, a friend sat on the sunlit steps of the one-room already. My family had moved from Ger- in Germany, who spent every weekend in country school, trying to pay attention many to Czechoslovakia, to Poland, to jail because he refused to let his children to Gary, a grade-six student, reading Sweden, to Holland, and finally to Canada. attend school on Saturday, which he consid- 1from Dick and Jane. But Gary's voice And here I was, in my sixth country, and I ered to be God's holy Sabbath. Young as I kept drifting out of my consciousness; I was only 10 years old. was, I knew that every country had its own was wrestling with a problem far greater than I remembered the last school I had laws. What would be the Canadian posi- the complexities of learning a new language. attended in Holland, where a delegation of tion? It was Friday afternoon, and I knew that students had demanded why I had special The teacher tilted up my chin and smiled today I would have to tell my teacher. The privileges and never attended school on down at me. "I'm glad you go to church," lump in my stomach seemed to swell and Saturdays. Diplomatically, the teacher had he said. "You are in Canada now. In come up into my throat at the mere thought explained that I belonged to a small group of Canada no one goes to school on Saturday. of it, and my palms grew clammy. Christians who kept the same Sabbath Jesus It is a holiday. So you go to church Gary finally realized I wasn't paying had kept. But I could still feel myself tomorrow, and then I'll go to church on attention, and he closed the reader. He blushing under the stares of my classmates. Sunday, and on Monday we'll both come picked up a handful of rocks from the There was a way to avoid this hassle, I back to school." schoolyard and threw them at a can on top of knew. Several children in my Sabbath Slowly the wonderful truth dawned on one of the fenceposts. A cow grazing in the school class had elected to attend classes on me. I was finally in a country where I was pasture at the other side turned to stare at Saturdays to escape the stigma of being free to worship without fear of reprisal from him, then resumed grazing. I wrung my different. But what about conscience? Even classmates, teachers, or civil authorities. As hands nervously, trying to think of the right though I was only 10, I believed that the the wonderful fact sank in, I suddenly words to say. seventh day is the Sabbath and that God understood a bit of the song we often sang in I waited until the other children had gone requires man to keep it holy. How could I class— before I approached the teacher's desk. "I knowingly go against His commandment? "0 Canada! Glorious and free!" ❑ will tomorrow not at school be," I said "I will not be here tomorrow either," the timidly, keeping my eyes on the ground. teacher said. He looked puzzled, as if he Elfriede Volk lives in Summerland, British This is what I dreaded more than anything was not sure he had heard me correctly. Columbia.
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