Chilla walks into the synagogue and finds her son Adolf sobbing by a stain glass window tracing the windows image with his finger. Chilla quickly paces over to the window to comfort him embracing her child tightly kissing him & showering him with kindness.

CHILLA: Whats wrong my darling.?

ADOLF: I'm hiding from Abraham huiz

CHILLA: But Why.?

ADOLF: The other Jewish kids don't like me very much

CHILLA: why wouldn't they like you my little darling your so sweet, so caring, so kind & thoughtful my darling. * Chilla nuzzled her son*

ADOLF: they bully me & make fun of my name, I like my name.

CHILLA: pay them no attention my darling there just jealous of you. theres nothing wrong with your name

ADOLF: Why Mother, why are they jealous . * Sniffles*

CHILLA: Because they don't have you for a friend.

ADOLF: oh Mother, you just don't know how hard it all is. *Sobs

CHILLA: believe me i do more then you think..after i married your father it seemed like things got worse for me. among the jewish community but then i had you. my pride & joy a child i will do anything for. the light of my life.

ADOLF: why do they make fun of my name mother. why?

CHILLA: because children can be quite cruel my darling. but not all children are heartless like that my love. why would you want a jewish name like most jews. when your name makes you stand out among the others.?. thats something extra special don't you think so.?

ADOLF: yes mother. but, I just want them to like me.

CHILLA: don't worry my precious child you'll get what you want in the end. And people will love you they will adore you.you'll be a fine Bar-mitzvah An artist. anything you want my darling. Chilla kisses her son tenderly on the head

ADOLF: I'll be a famous artists & Musician more famous then Mozart and divinchi

CHILLA: Yes darling your perfect in every way & will soar to greater heights then the other jewish children here.

ADOLF: I'll be a great artists an honorable genius.

CHILLA: I know you will

ADOLF: you promise.?

CHILLA: I promise. and you''ll make lots of friends my darling

ADOLF: Your my only friend mother. i don't need them

CHILLA: yes darling. when you become a famous well known prodigy they'll think differently of you you'll see.

ADOLF: I'll make you proud mother you'll see

CHILLA: I know you will.