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Wisoka Mazovieck

        education, he can learn by himself at home. We only paid half the
        fare,  and tuition was free, so it was an easy  matter to go  down to
        Wisoka without asking permission from father.  After Passover, when
        the season for school was beginning in the yeshiva in Wisoka, I left
        with my cousin David. I said goodbye to my mother, but my father
        did not know until he came home on Friday. He was very agitated by
        my  leaving  home  and  never  wrote  or  asked  how  my  studies  were
        coming along.
           We went on foot to the railroad station in Praga. It was quite a
        distance, and took several hours. One can get on the train without
        buying a ticket in the little office, by paying the conductor instead. A
        wise person could pay half the fare to the conductor, who would not
        register it. But one who tries to steal a fare from both the company
        and  the  conductor  is  not  welcome  on  the  train.  David  bought  his
        ticket, and I sneaked into the railroad car. The trains in that country
        at that time  were  not as luxurious as American trains.  The narrow
        aisles, lit by kerosene lamps, were filled with suitcases, trunks, sacks,
        farm women with baskets loaded with eggs or chickens, and Jewish
        peddlers with bundles.
           I slipped in among the crowd and crawled under the benches until
        I  reached  David.  He  covered  me  with  his  suitcase,  and  the  other
        people sitting around him did not know I was there, curled up among
        the sacks and boxes like a dog. Lying there for six hours is not very
        pleasant, but the worst thing happened during the night. It was stuffy,
        I was getting tired, the continual sound of the wheels on the track
        relaxed me, and I fell asleep. it is wrong to say one is half-asleep; in
        fact, one is half-awake, thinking, talking, trying to walk, and all the
        time stretching himself to straighten his tired sides. When a drunken
        man walks in a slouch and mumbles to himself, he is sleeping from
        the  effect  of  alcohol  hypnotism,  like  one  falls  asleep  from  the
        tiredness of hearing constant musical noises. Further, few people ever
        lie down in bed on one side and wake up on the same side, as we act
        in sleep as we do when awake: we are restless, looking for activity.
        We must have motion, because life is just motion—even inanimate
        things cohere and exist by constant motion.
           So my body under the bench looked for expansion, for a wider
        field and more air, and the legs whose duty is to scout and explore
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