The Boy Who Thought He Was The Messiah

As a child, I thought of the Messiah as a liberator or savior from injustice.

“I was in the third grade when I first thought I might be the Messiah. This was back in the fifties and I was attending one of those elementary schools in Queens, New York that had no name, only a number, PS 46 or 192 or 238. It was the usual type of building, red brick with bars on the windows.”


Published by Heart and Humanity magazine.

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