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My world had never been touched by anti-Semitism — now my friends aren’t talking to me

I grew up in Melbourne, in the bosom of my Jewish family. While my parents were observant they were not religious, God wasn’t a feature of my Jewish education; I believed in Jews and I didn’t need to believe in God to do that.

When I was growing up and attending my Church of England school, my parents would occasionally ask me if I was experiencing any anti-Semitism. I always said no, I thought they were paranoid, I was dismissive of their concerns. Anti-Semitism was something from history, not something I had encountered.

h/t SweetPea

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