Every day is like a never ending cycle; wake up, eat breakfast, go to school, come home, eat dinner, then go to bed. I could never escape it, until today. Today was different. Today was my birthday and I woke up feeling merrier than ever. Every time I have a birthday Mum makes rolls with currant jam, scrambled eggs and my favorite type of sausage, that is the only thing I like about birthday’s. We lived in Sanok, Poland, my parents worked a tailor. I cherish the time that I get to spend with them. I cleaned myself up and went downstairs. When I came downstairs there was no breakfast on our little table, no Mum or Dad greeting me when I got downstairs, the atmosphere of the room was dull and devastating. I do not know why? Did my family forget …show more content…
Which means it has been 2 years since Amos and I were dragged to this wretched place, 2 years since I got taken away from my parents. Ever since then I did whatever needs to be done to stay alive. I did my job, I obeyed, and I kept my mouth shut. That alone has kept me alive this long and with the help of a Nazi Soldier. …show more content…
Also, he was the commandant’s son. He was a handsome man around the age of 18. I was collecting rocks when I caught him looking at me, when I noticed him he quickly turned and went back to his duties. Ever since then I would always catch him looking and sometimes I would look back. Around a year ago I was awake during the night and I wanted to outside. I knew we weren’t allowed to, but I didn’t care. I was done caring about my life and trying to stay alive, I needed to get fresh air. I was hoping that I would get caught and I would get punished, or maybe even kill me. I got up and everyone in my barrack was mostly awake and everyone was telling me not to go. I brushed off what they were saying. I carefully stepped outside. I felt the cold air touch my skin. It felt great. I closed my eyes and pictured I was at home with my family. An arm grabbed me and pulled me to the side of the barrack and interrupted my thoughts. “ Hey!” a man whispered. “ What are you doing out here! You aren’t supposed to be out after dark.” It was too dark to make out the man's face. “ I-I just couldn’t sleep, I needed some air.” I said
“I Want My Little Daughter to Be Remembered”, “The Butterfly, and Anne Frank’s Diary are all responses to the call for diaries. “I Want My Little Daughter to Be Remembered” is documentation of the personal thoughts and experiences that Israel Lichtenstein had. “The Butterfly” is a poem about Pavel Friedman’s thoughts while he was in the ghetto. Anne Frank’s Diary details Anne Frank’s experiences and life while she was living in the “Secret Annexe” and Bergen-Belsen , a concentration camp. Her diary ended when she was caught with her diary and was arrested.
Book #2 Summary Title: Summer of My German Soldier Author: Bette Greene Time Period: 1941-1945, Modern America and the World Wars Major Theme: Gathering and interactions of peoples, cultures, and ideas. Summary:
I am sorry to say this, but I might be dead by the time you read this or not you never know if this could be my last letter to you during this time of war. Anyways I wanted to write this letter to see how you were doing I hope you have been doing well back home. Also please say hello to my little brother tell him i'm doing well out here. I have been lucky enough to not have been injured during any of the battles out her in no man's land.
Suddenly my eyes flew open, the coldness slowly lingered away. My body felt warm. Almost as warm as how my mouth felt the last time I had sipped on my grandmother's tea. My grandmother always told me to have faith and to believe in the end everything would be alright. I felt the frigid saltwater against my skin. “Where am I?” I thought to myself. I couldn’t quite recall what had happened nor where I was. All that I could recall was hearing screams of innocent children and parents trying to comfort
It seems like all Father does these days is listen to the radio. Hitler. All the man on the radio ever talks about. Who is he? Why is he so important? Why does he not like Jews? Why would he arrest them and place them in jail? Only it was not a jail, it was a camp. I am not very educated on these camps, all I know is German soldiers are able to beat and kill Jews anytime they feel like it. My family and I live in Holland and not Germany. Winterswijk is close to the German border though. Father would often take me up there because he is a cattle dealer. That did not bother me much, until one day my sisters and I were walking home and we saw group of children waiting for us at the end of the road chanting “Jew, Jew, ugly mole
Dachau was the first concentration camp ever built by the Nazis. It was built on March 30, 1933, 10 miles away from Munich. In the beginning of the The Third Reich, Dachau was built to hold the political prisoners. As the years went by there were Jews, and later on there were more people brought in from different countries and races. When Dachau built new buildings it could have fit 5,000 prisoners. By 1938 Dachau was finished, it had 32 barracks and was able to fit in 6,000 prisoners. There was seven watch towers around the camp, along with electrical fences. Later in 1942 Dachau built gas chambers.
Hello my name is Anne, my father just found me this diary for me to wright in all the stuff that happens in my life. A lot of stuff is happening in Auschwitz Germany because of this Jew thing that is going around they made me turn in my bike and I had to be transported to this other school just for Jews. Father said that we are going into hiding i'm not really sure where bit he said some thing about his old place he used to work at.
There was a particular Friday in February the year I was in the third grade that had me out in the snow a little bit longer than I had intended. The bus ride home was prolonged due to all of the ice on the roads and I was pretty anxious to get inside where I knew there would be a set of warm pajamas waiting for me. When I finally reached my stop, unfortunately the last one on the route, I ran as fast as my snow boot clad feet could take me. However when I arrived at the front door of my home there didn't seem to be anyone there who wanted to let me in. I knocked and knocked but there was never an answer. Determined to get inside and somewhat in denial that this was happening to me, someone who just wanted to get to a nice mug of hot chocolate, I started my way to the back door.
Throughout history, there have been dark moments that have stained the stories of civilizations. Whether it is a natural disaster, war or disaster at the hands of a leader, events change the way that we interpret history. Without question, one of the darkest periods in history was put into effect by the Nazi’s during World War II. The Holocaust was the systematic killing of over six million Jews. The Holocaust has been the topic of many books and has been explored from many different viewpoints. It has been studied from a historical perspective for the Germans and the Allied forces; Hitler and the Third Reich as well as, firsthand accounts from survivors of the horrific death camps. Some of the greatest books of our time are the stories of survival. The Diary of Anne Frank, a well-known story of survival, is one of the most read books of all time. I Shall Bear Witness: A diary of the Nazi years, by Viktor Klemperer, is the story of Viktor and Eva Klemperer living during the reign of Hitler and the Third Reich. The diary describes that not all Germans believed in Hitler’s plan. The book follows Klemperer from the time Hitler came in to power as chancellor in 1933 until 1941, three years into the war. I will examine two themes that are presented in the book; the Klemperer’s survival strategies and Viktor’s understanding of his “German-ness”.
My answer would be no to the Nazi soldier. I would stand on this firmly because I am faced with a dilemma I have some norms that are clearly colliding here and I have some law that I am breaking not only biblically but the laws of the land as well. So, as I think of Moses in Exodus with the commandments and I think of Paul and Pete telling me to obey the local authority I am going to lie to the Nazi soldier. I am lying to him because I am preserving life and that is much higher than to tell the truth on the theory of hierarchicalism, even before reading about these theories that would have been my answer. There are countless examples in the bible where godly people have lied in order to protect or for some other good. I am saying lying is
I could already feel the heat of the sun on my big fluffy jacket. I slowly took my fluffy jacket off. I already new that the sun can out and all the kids locked me out, not telling the teacher. I leaned on the warm jackets that were being heated be the nice warm sun. Soon as i just got in a comfortable in the warmness of the other heated jackets I just started to feel the warmness slowly go away. Then I heard a door close very fastly. I suddenly heard little cries of children from far away.
During the devastating time of World War II, a Jewish teenage girl wrote a diary about the gruesome events she witnessed, this diary was named, Diary of a Young Girl, Anne Frank. Anne Frank lived in Holland and went into hiding when her sister, Margot, got a letter to go to a reception camp. The Franks faced terrifying moments during hiding. They witnessed war outside their window and stayed in the same house without even going outside for about two years.To add on, the Franks had to keep in mind how every day they could be arrested or even die. Sadly Anne and her family are arrested and are sent to Auschwitz, a concentration camp where she would later die. While in hiding, the Franks and the Van Daans, who were also in hiding with them,
I looked up at the black sky. I hadn't intended to be out this late. The sun had set, and the empty road ahead had no streetlights. I knew I was in for a dark journey home. I had decided that by traveling through the forest would be the quickest way home. Minutes passed, yet it seemed like hours and days. The farther I traveled into the forest, the darker it seemed to get. I was very had to even take a breath due to the stifling air. The only sound familiar to me was the quickening beat of my own heart, which felt as though it was about to come through my chest. I began to whistled to take my mind off the eerie noises I was hearing. In this kind of darkness I was in, it was hard for me to believe that I could be
How is everything down there? I can say that down here things are getting better. We won the British in the Saratoga battle today. It is mainly a battle where we had the opportunity to stop the British various times and got them to surrender. You will probably will be jumping with me as I was when I noticed that we were steps and steps closer to getting our freedom. We would not have been able to do that if it was not for the commitment and hope that our leaders have in us. We are finally able to say and hear that the British’s plan to cut us off has failed.
"Happy Birthday", my mom screamed out and scared me the morning of June 9. But it was surprising and nice of her since she wished me before anyone else. It was my eighteen birthday and it was my day. While looking out the big windows in my room, I thought to myself, I will do what satisfies me today, but wasn't quite sure what? I didn’t receive any calls from my friends, or other relatives. Nobody was home either besides my mom with whom I can’t make plans because she got her own work to do. It depressed me because it seemed like this was going to be one boring eighteen birthday.