The APPLE (True Story)

On a cold day in 1942, inside a Nazi concentration camp, a lone,
young boy looks beyond the barbed wire and sees a young girl pass by.
She too, is moved by his presence. In an effort to give
expression to her feelings, she throws a red apple over the fence-a
sign of life, hope, and love. The young boy bends over, picks up the
apple. A ray of light has pierced his darkness.
The following day, thinking he is crazy for even entertaining
the notion of seeing this young girl again, he looks out beyond the fence, hoping.
On the other side of the barbed wire, the young girl yearns to see again
this tragic figure who moved her so. She comes prepared with apple in hand.
Despite another day of wintry blizzards and chilling air, two hearts are
warmed once again as the apple passes over the barbed wire. The scene
is repeated for several days. The two young spirits on opposite sides of
the fence look forward to seeing each other, if only for a moment
and if only to exchange a few words. The interaction is always accompanied
by an exchange of inexplicably heartening feelings.
At the last of these momentary meetings, the young boy greets his
sweet friend with a frown and says, "Tomorrow, don't bring me an apple,
I will not be here. They are sending me to another camp." The young boy
walks away, too heartbroken to look back.
From that day forward, the calming image of the sweet girl would
appear to him in moments of anguish. Her eyes, her words, her
thoughtfulness, her red apple, all were a recurring vision that would
break his night time sweats.
His family died in the war. The life he had known had all but
vanished, but this one memory remained alive and gave him hope.
In 1957 in the United States, two adults, both immigrants, are
set up on a blind date.
"And where were you during the war?" inquires the woman.
"I was in a concentration camp in Germany," the man replies.
"I remember I used to throw apples over the fence to a boy who
was in a concentration camp," she recalls.
With a feeling of shock, the man speaks. "And did that boy say
to you one day, "Don't bring an apple anymore because I am being sent
to another camp?'"
"Why, yes," she responds, "but how could you possibly know that?"
"He looks into her eyes and says, " I was that young boy."
There is a brief silence, and then he continues, " I was separated
from you then, and I don't ever want to be without you again. Will
you marry me?"
They embrace one another as she says, "Yes."
On Valentine's Day 1996, on national telecast of the Oprah Winfrey
show, this same man affirmed his enduring love to his wife of forty years.
"You fed me in the concentration camp," he said, "you fed me
throughout all these years; now, I remain hungry if only for your love."
 
Comment : The darkest moments of one's life may carry the seeds of
the brightest tomorrow.
 
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