Back to the Journey that brought me here from a humble little corner in the heart of Jerusalem. The first few weeks in this country began the relatively quick transformation that was going to take me from a happy and loved child into a very angry, hurt, and rebellious teenager. I was not aware of the process on the first few weeks, but I was aware of my anger as it was growing and overflowing. What I witnessed was horrifying. My hate for this animal, Shmuel Zevel Fryer, a religious zealot and... Sign in to see full entry.