Conclusion
"Call me thief. Call me stupid. Call me Gypsy. Call me Jew. Call me one-eared Jack. I don't care. Empty handed victims once told me who I was. Then Uri told me. Then an armband. Then an immigration officer. And now this little girl in my lap, this little girl whose call silences the tramping Jackboots. Her voice will be the last I was . Now I am. I am...Poppynoodle." This young boy went from nothing to something with hard work, determination, and the mind set to never give up.