Mon Petit Lapin

To feel more connected to life, I wrote a book about my mother’s upbringing during the Second World War. It tells the story of her Jewish family living in Paris in 1939.

There is no real end to the story because my mother gave birth to me, and later, my wonderful ex-wife gave birth to our two sons—so the story goes on.

We all have similar stories to share; I just felt the need to write mine down.

The book is written in Dutch, partially in French.