I lived in a jewish neighborhood (1957-67) in which we were the only German family. Gang chased us down after school, the teachers hated us, and the neighbors louthed us saying things under their breath when we would walk by. I lost a tooth from a gym teacher and I acquired a stutter in that environment. My brother and I had to find secret exits out of our apartment through the basement to get around the gang hanging around in the front of the building. I was told that I was a murderer and Hitler was the president of my country. this at eight years of age. They harassed my mom while she washed the laundry say "why don't you go back to Germany" even though she risked her life to leave East Germany after the war (During the war her family and others hid all the jewish families in the towns around Ruhla in the Thuringer Wald mountain range from the gestapo when they came to check). There was only one other German family and they were jewish germans, had a daughter and had to take her out of school due to the pressure ... we were not so fortunate. The school was PS117 in Briarwood, Queens. You think they will ever make a movie about that?