My first antisemitic aggression
Someone yelled at me in the street when I was out for a walk.

Last week I suffered my first antisemitic aggression. I live in a small city near Barcelona, in Spain, and I usually don’t walk the street with my kippah on. For the last weeks, though, I thought to wear it in public. It’s a small, knitted black kippah, and as I wear my hair short, it’s not easy to spot.