All 71 refugees crammed into the dark, confined space, hoping that soon they would see the light of Austria. The back door slammed shut, and they felt the truck take off. The bumps on the roads started to intensify. Fidgeting and moaning worsened the claustrophobic feeling, so they remained still and silent, trying to sleep through the rough journey. The rusty ventilation fan that provided limited air supply continued to make grating sounds. This all made sleeping much more difficult. The tiny light bulb, which provided their only source of light, continued to flicker like a mini strobe light. In each momentary snippet of blackness, they all died a little, only to come alive again in the next shallow burst of glimmer.
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As he looked around, he realized no one cared about his previous stature and authority. The bombing of his town replayed in his mind on repeat. With his town reduced to rubble, he sadly acknowledged that he was now reduced to the mayor of nothing.
As time passed, the impatient mayor couldn’t take it anymore. He impulsively pushed past the rows of refugees to the front of the truck. Banging on the wall which separated them from the driver, he yelled, “Let us out!”
The driver angrily shouted back, “This is not a 5-star luxury cruise! Shut up and wait till we get there!” Unmoved, he apathetically lit another cigarette and continued driving.
The mayor was embarrassed by his failed attempt. He walked back with his head down.
Moments later, the container became unusually silent. The engineer knew something was wrong. He looked around, and as his eyes gazed towards the fan, he noticed that the fan was not moving. It was neither blowing out air, nor making a sound. As he continued to stare at the fan, others started to notice. Then, everybody knew. Panic ensued as refugees screamed and cried, and feared that they would die within minutes. Groups of people forcefully pounded the back door, trying to get out. Arguments and small fights formed. In a matter of seconds, the container turned into an arena.
The mayor couldn’t stand watching friends and family bickering. He
The air was full of dust and it made my throat irritated. Amanda pointed up frantically with fear in her eyes. I looked up to see a huge cloud of black smoke. The streets filled with the sounds of sirens and horrifying screams. We had no idea what was going on but it felt like WW3 had begun. Other witnesses told us that a plane flew into one of the towers. I lived about 30 blocks away so my first reaction was to get to safety. We started sprinting down the sidewalk. We heard the engine of another plane because this
As I walked, the air of this haunted, dreadful and sorrowful land had sucked the life out of everything and roared as humanity began to disappear. As I carried on walking, I noticed that the small fraction of light was getting smaller and smaller, until it had been engulfed into a think black ash like smoke. Aggressively, the wind walked past the building with its cruddy feeling, blowing away all signs of life. Deeper and deeper into the land was a burning car door. The fire roared and crackled. The roaring and crackling of the burning car door merged with the aggressive air and created the loudest sounds ever heard on land. Growing darker, the skies made me feel nauseous. The fear of not waking up if a human fell asleep towered
When the train arrives at Auschwitz, they smell burnt flesh, and they can see the smoke. They know now that it is too late and that Mrs. Shachtner was right about the fire.
Throughout history man successfully found a way to survive in the most harsh conditions even, when all odds were against them. In Ellie Wiesel's memoir Night, Ellie and his father find a way to survive in the most difficult conditions. In the concentration camps Ellie and his father spends years in the face of death, basic survival prevailed over the moral teachings of society.
It has been days. I stumble, foot over foot to the crack of sunlight that beams into the car. I feel the train rock back and forth, side to side as we tumble over the tracks to a “better life.” A better life. More bread. They care about us. I hear the screech as the cars stop as we are all tossed forward. “Welcome to Auschwitz, Jews.” I hear a man scream be strong. I hear the crack of a whip and gun shots. I know they lied.
A reoccurring conflict throughout this case assessment is the mayor’s ignorance to the policies that he is
In the spring of 1944, the Nazis occupy Hungary. Not long afterward, a series of increasingly repressive measures are passed, and the Jews of Eliezer’s town are forced into small ghettos within Sighet. Soon they are herded onto cattle cars, and a nightmarish journey ensues. After days and nights crammed into the car, exhausted and near starvation, the passengers arrive at Birkenau, the gateway to Auschwitz.
little after 10 A.M. that morning the two mines exploded causing the ground to shake violently as far as eight miles away. The explosion shattered buildings and pavements, hurled people and horses violently to the ground, and knocked streetcars off of their rails. Willing volunteers rushed to the mines to help rescue as many miners as possible. Black coal filled the mines and the atmosphere outside. The explosion derstroyed a ventilation fan which was installed to circulate the clean air. The volunteers at to make its way through the fallen timbers, wrecked cars, mining equipment, coal dust and other rubble. As the rescue parties made there way deeper in the mine they used canvas curtains to restore ventilation. Many volunteers found the conditions
Many people died on the journey from starvation, a disease, even being ate by an animal. The group number lessened by the weeks. The more countries they had traveled through the more people they lost. Salva had traveled through Kenya and Uganda, ut no place was safe for them to stay. Salva didn't want to give up, he didn't want to stop like other people in the group did. He had an idea to set up a “ Itang Refugee Camp” in Ethiopia because to him he thought that was the safest place to be. So Salva and the surviving people traveled back to Ethiopia to set up camp. It took them a few weeks to travel and set up camp, but by the time they got there the United States had realized what had been happening. The United States were going to select number of people in ethiopia to rescue and bring to the United States so they can have a family., food and fresh clothes. Salvas name was chosen so he had to leave his group to go live his new life in New York. When Salva arrived in New York he began to live his new life with a new American family , but one day his new family got a call from someone in suda ! It was doctors calling telling them they had found Salva’s dad and he was in the hospital, if Salva wanted to see him he would have to come to Sudan right away. So Salva hoped back on a plane to Sudan. When he arrived he was taken to the hospital to see his dad. On the way he had saw all the destruction the war had caused. It
Habitual minimal delegation put too much pressure on the Mayor’s shoulders and a situation as volatile as that of the offensive, sordid, anarchistic, law breaking actions of the MOVE cult presented a situation unlike any other he had had to deal with.
The room was filled with a deep, deafening unbroken silence for many minutes after, nobody moved, or even dared to utter a single noise. We heard the crashing noise of many supports and other structures falling from their support and as I moved towards the entrance, trying to open the door, it wouldn’t move an inch, clearly having been blocked by a pillar of wood and stone.
The girls were in line in the passageway ready to be checked out when the fire broke out. The tiny passageway was not spacious enough for the feared to death young immigrants fighting for a way out of the building. Almost everything in the factory is flammable, so it was difficult to control the fire. The fire department responded quickly, but their holes could not reach the eighth to the tenth floor. The fire escape was knocked off, the elevators stop working and the only door out was locked. The poor girls who were faced with death had no option than to jump out of the building. The nets of the fire department were not strong enough to trap the girls to safety. This horrific scene enters the mind’s eye of families and eye witnesses. Within minutes, all was lost. America was hit with one horrific incident that could not be over looked. The death toll reached one hundred and forty-six. Though some bodies were burned beyond recognition, all but six were identified. This catastrophic tragedy sent a Shockwave through the city of New York and over the border to the families of these young migrant workers. Families grieved and angered over the repugnant working conditions that has led to the tragic fire that claimed one hundred and forty-six lives within thirty minutes. This catastrophic tragedy changed
Most of the people that entered these camps were dead within an hour after arriving. Since the number of survivors were next to none, it is hard for us to understand or even put this horror into words. In this book, Patrick Hicks uses the narrator to point out the inadequacy of language to represent Lubizec.
A siren resonated around the blinding white walls of the moulded plastic room. The deafening noise, like a brash crashing of cymbals, was followed by an impassive metallic voice. It roared through the sonic speakers. “Worker B3-8-2-4, you have received a promotion.” She straightened in her chair and looked fearfully across the desk at her co-worker. He was frozen, hands poised over the keyboard, transfixed by her shrieks as she was dragged away from the cubicle by enforcers. The door shut with a thud. The only sound now was a hum of electricity that emanated from the two monitors on the bare plastic desk. It filled the vacuum that had been left behind by yet another of the disappeared.
The Locomobile with the 2 men and dog occupants moves toward the vicinity of explosion. When they reach it they see people milling about. The fire trucks, police and cars are parked haphazardly about the street. (Reed, 49)