Elie Wiesel's Night-Personal Narrative

Setting (time and place): Early 1940s, during World War Two, Holocaust era. starting in Sighet, Transylvania, and moving throughout concentration camps in Europe.

One day, when Elie returned from the warehouse, he was summoned by the block secretary to go to the dentist. Elie therefore went to the infirmary block to learn that the reason for his summon was gold teeth extraction. Elie, however pretends to be sick and asks, ”Couldn’t you wait a few days sir? I don’t feel well, I have a fever…” Elie kept telling the dentist that he was sick for several weeks to postpone having the crown removed. Soon after, it had appeared that the dentist had been dealing in the prisoners’ gold teeth for his own benefit. He had been thrown into prison and was about to be hanged. Eliezer does not pity for him and was pleased with what was happening

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the body of Jewish civil and ceremonial law and legend comprising the Mishnah and the Gemara. There are two versions of the Talmud: the Babylonian Talmud (which dates from the 5th century AD but includes earlier material) and the earlier Palestinian or Jerusalem Talmud.

When looking at the holocaust, it is widely known the devastation and pain that was caused by the Nazis; however when inspecting the holocaust on a deeper level, it is evident that the Jews were exposed to unimaginable treatment and experimentation often overlooked in history discussions. When looking at “Night”, Elie Wiesel was helped by the doctors in the camp when his foot was severely infected; although this is not the experience he had, many Jews were mistreated and even killed by the doctors. Many Nazi doctors that were assigned to Jewish patients were later found to have exposed the patients to horrific medical experiments and unnecessary treatments that commonly led to their death.

In the memoir, Night, author Elie Wiesel portrays the dehumanization of individuals and its lasting result in a loss of faith in God. Throughout the Holocaust, Jews were doggedly treated with disrespect and inhumanity. As more cruelty was bestowed upon them, the lower their flame of hope and faith became as they began turning on each other and focused on self preservation over family and friends. The flame within them never completely died, but rather stayed kindling throughout the journey until finally it stood flickering and idle at the eventual halt of this seemingly never-ending nightmare. Elie depicts the perpetuation of violence that crops up with the Jews by teaching of the loss in belief of a higher power from devout to doubt they

If you ask anybody, they will know about the Holocaust, but if you ask how the prisoners felt, some wouldn’t know how to answer. Some felt an undying love for their family, others an undying hate for the Nazi regime, and many had their view of life completely changed. The latter was what had happened to Eliezer Wiesel, also known as Elie. During his memoir known as Night Elie’s tone continuously darkened throughout the book.

What would an individual do if their entire life was being stripped from them? Well, that’s exactly what Elie Wiesel had to figure out throughout the book, Night. The autobiography, Night, is about a teenager and his family trying to survive the Holocaust. The main characters in this book are Elie Wiesel, Tzipora, the dad, and the mom. The Wiesels get taken to a concentration camp just because they are Jewish. Elie Wiesel had to overcome facing death and hardships just to barely survive another day.

Night is narrated by Eliezer, a Jewish teenager who, when the memoir begins, lives in his hometown of Sighet, in Hungarian Transylvania. Eliezer studies the Torah (the first five books of the Old Testament) and the Cabbala (a doctrine of Jewish mysticism). His instruction is cut short, however, when his teacher, Moshe the Beadle, is deported. In a few months, Moshe returns, telling a horrifying tale: the Gestapo (the German secret police force) took charge of his train, led everyone into the woods, and systematically butchered them. Nobody believes Moshe, who is taken for a lunatic.

The freedom fighter Nelson Mandela once said, “No one is born hating another person because of the color of his skin, or his background, or his religion. People must learn to hate and if they can learn to hate, they can be taught to love, for love comes more naturally to the human heart than its opposite.” After the memorable attacks in New York, London, and Madrid, the West became a unwelcoming and hostile place for Muslims, and the world started to be known as the “Islamic World” and “The West”. The Islamic world as in the picture is a place where men oppress women, a place vicious to technological advancements and a place where Muslim children are raised with the thought that the west is an unfavorable place for them. The “West” however

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The dirt felt uneven as the wooden wagon shook and jumped and the wheels rattled and creaked. He saw white clouds and a blue sky. The world is not dead. The stranger sat up and saw the buildings. The corpses were gone, to his delight. A tear ran down his cheek, but he rubbed it off. The driver was a man in a grey cloak and hood. My hooded saviour. ‘’Your awake,’’ he said. The stranger looked forward. We’re still not out of the town. The stranger pinched his arm. Great, I’m still alive. ‘’I am sorry. I tried to get here, but I was too late. Garland found me and tied me up, but I managed to escape,’’ the man said. The stranger preferred to be silent, but he had to ask. ‘’Why?’’ The hooded man probably tried to

The clamor of the chase was loud. Surely no such noise had been heard here in the dark amid the dead in all the endless years of their rest. Brand had a sudden and stabbing fear – the dead would begin to wake. He tried to put the thought from his mind, but the pounding of his boots seemed to drive the fear through his body, and the echo of the chase ran ahead of them all, stirring other strange noises to life.

Panic settled into the air as howls of anger surged through the dark musky night. The children were sound asleep, oblivious to the apocalyptic rush merely feet away. Alcohol lingered on each tongue that spewed words of hatred towards one another, but blood-thirst soon turned simple ill willed remarks into violence. The air thumped with the music, vibrations carried over the yelling and supported the delirium from the sea of people. Vicious words settled on the crowd like a dense blanket, choking out any light. The unpleasant smell of metallic blood and alcohol lingered on a day of purification while lights flashed red and blue. Harsh flesh on flesh contact had ended, and with the pain numbed by alcohol, only the overwhelming rush of blurred

The smothered cries of infants resounded through every crevice of the city, as they inhaled each lungful of ash contaminated air, onlooking parents trying desperately to comfort them. The city was yet to be burnt, but it was inevitable, within a few days the whole city was going to be a skeleton of what once was. An entire civilisation would be destroyed, single survivors with nothing left to live by. The fires had been burning on the horizon for the past few days, the reason that the city was rapidly diminishing, the cause of everyone's preparation for death. The red glow that emitted from the fire contrasted with the ash-filled sky, a perpetual reminder of the imminent death that was the fate of the city and its people. There were many already dead, the bodies at first being cleared away from the streets to spare