As I look back on my childhood days in Poland and recall the suffering I went through, my gratitude for Christian Science grows deeper and deeper. I experienced most of the common so-called children's diseases, and as I grew into young womanhood was never free from pain. I entertained the idea that freedom would come when I came to America, but after reaching this country I found that neither change nor materia medica gave me the desired relief.
Living was entirely different in this country. One of the things for which we were most thankful was that we escaped the terrible persecutions inflicted upon the Jewish race prior to the first World War.
As the years rolled by I underwent four operations: the removal of one kidney, the removal of the appendix, the straightening of my nose, which had been injured in an accident, and, finally, an operation for a stomach disease which had kept me on a diet for over ten years and was then keeping me in bed most of the time.
