Judith

Copyright © 2005 By Koty Lapid

 

I don't remember when I first met her. I have a feeling that I always knew her.
She was one of my relatives. Her family lived about five minutes from us.

What I remember most is that every morning I used to stand in from of our house,
and waiting for Judith and her mom. When they arrived she took my hand and we
started to go to the direction of the kindergarten.

We used to stop almost in front of each house, and peep into the yard of the owner.
Sometimes we wanted to see if the dog of the homeowner was waiting for us,
sometimes we wanted to see if this or that flower is already blossoming at
a special yard. We knew all the names of the dogs that lived in the houses from my house till
the kindergarten. We knew all the names of the flowers that were growing in the yards of the houses that resided on our way. Well, not exactly. We didn't know all the names, but
that little fact haven't bothered us. We gave a name to a flower when we weren't
sure what its name was. Of curse the dog petting, and flower watching took their time. Judit's mom wasn't so happy with our morning activities, because she had to go to work.

We continued to go together to the elementary school also. The only thing that
changed was, that the elementary school was at the direction of her house. So I would arrived to her house where she was already waiting for me... and we used to stop almost in front of each house, and peep into the yard of the owner.

One morning, Judith told me that the following day they are moving to another town,
and we can not go to the school together anymore. I remember that the next morning I was waiting in front of their houses a half an our or so, hoping that somehow her parents changed their mind, and decided to stay. But no such luck. Judith never came out anymore from that house.

I remember we used to get letters from Judith's mom, where she used
to mention that Judith doing ok... and that's it. I remember also, that suddenly those letters are stopped coming.

I was already a high school student, when one day a new girl, Hilda, arrived
to our school. I remember I was very exited, because our teacher told
us the name of the town of that girl, where she is came from. At the break I as Hilda, is she happens to know Judith. She looked at me, and said: I used to know her, but she has been killed in a car accident a long time ago.