My child will be 17 years old, his hair will probably no longer be blonde, but darker. But no one will be able to tell that he is different, no one will ask him where he comes from or his parents or when he learned German because of his face. I wish so much that in 2040 he doesn't have to worry and can openly say that he is Jewish. That his name is Hebrew and not Greek, that no one will attack him, that he can grow up without a packed suitcase in his heart. I hope and hope, even if it is difficult for me, I hope that the future will be better.