The Hirschfelds named their twin daughters Yanny and Laurel.
I guess it’s all about how you pronounce it.
And they dressed them the same, even though people thought the dresses were two different colors.
I guess it was how the room was lit.
When the Nazis came, their mother Sophie could only save one.
And she saved Yanny.
Or was it Laurel?
Her mother never wrote down her name.
Only speaking it.
The girl grew up so very confused.
“WRITE DOWN MY NAME!” she screamed.
And her mother screamed her name.
And fell to her knees. And cried. And cried.