Prologue Of Mazur's Home

The readers of the article “Liberating the First Nazi Camp,” an interview with Jim Martin, WWII veteran will begin to understand the personal hardships that service members experienced through the war. In the given article the reader can begin to see just how bad the conditions where for people that opposed the Third Reich, and where thrown into these concentration camps. The interview also show the haste that the Nazis would get into when the Allied forces, leaving helpless victims in the gas chambers, hastily executing them via machine gun, and even storing the remains in warehouse to be disposed of at a later time. The article also shows a more human side of the rough and tough solider who literally had to do this depressing job every single

Don’t leave me here alone.’ The narrator simply shakes him off and moves on. The soldiers have been trained like beasts and they have been dehumanised; they have been taught that no life is to be spared. Death is now the norm and they have been desensitized to it. The narrator relates an incident where he volunteers for a raid on the German trenches. He experiences much trauma; he kills a soldier, Karl. Karl’s death is terrible- the bayonet is trapped in Karl and eventually the narrator has to shoot him. When he returns to the trenches with two German prisoners he tries to suppress what has happened: ‘It is better not to think’. The narrator knows that he would indubitably go insane if he thinks about his action. Karl’s death epitomizes the fact that soldiers on both sides are killed in horrific way for no discernible reason. There is definitely nothing glorious or heroic about war.

The soldier hears a quiet whistle blowing in the distance but the sun hasn't risen. He hears people running and shouting “GOING OVER!”, before he knows it all the soldiers are all lining up against the wall of the trench and then he hears a voice shouting, but couldn't make it out what the voice was saying and then before he could even blink his eyes everyone suddenly started running over, all he can see is his friends getting mowed down like blades of grass by the enemy's machine guns. As he runs across, charring the enemy head on, he can't help but think that above the trench makes hell look like a picnic. As he gets to the enemy trench, silence falls across the war zone and then seconds later a gunshot breaks the silence, but the soldier is life less on the ground with the gun in his mouth. No one never knew what was in that trench to make him do what he did that day and no one

The word was going around that they would be going to work. They went to breakfast where they were fed a slice of bread and some so called “coffee”. A Nazi started reading off a list of where everyone was to work for the day. He said that the son was to work as laborer and the mother would be working as a tailor. They went off to work. The son was trying so hard to keep up with the other workers, but he was so little and weak. They had asked him to help dig a trench; poor thing was not even strong enough to lift a shovel. The Nazis were annoyed with his slow work ethic, and decided that he was just blowing off his job. This caused the death of the young boy. He was stopped from his work and was told he was being taken to get a shower. The shower did not contain water; it was made from gas, which led to his

In these dangerous moments, anybody would have gone mad, have deserted their post, or have fallen.  it takes a special kind of soldier -- a soldier who  will not go to pieces at the sight of a mutilated body --  to deal with this emotional abuse; it takes a soldier like Baumer.

The tones go off, there is a scramble for shirts, ties, and boots. Dispatch announces a motor vehicle accident five blocks away. EMTs and Paramedics climb into ambulances. Police are reporting multiple personal injuries. There is a rush of adrenaline through all those involved. The street comes alive with flashing red and white lights and screaming sirens. Ambulances tear down the street to the accident scene. They arrive to find four cars involved in a high-speed collision. There are seven people involved in this particular accident. Additional trucks are requested and the original scene repeats itself as three more teams join the first two at the scene.

“Sort through the clothing; valuables in one pile, rags in another. Keep anything for yourselves and I’ll kill you myself” the Nazi barked. Although I wouldn’t call my job enjoyable, I was able to avoid the wrath of the Nazi’s, for I couldn’t mess too much up, if I got cold, I could dig my arms into the piles of clothes, but my favorite part was working with Josef, my work companion. One day, Josef found a piece of bread in a coat pocket, and he quickly ate it, but not quick enough, for a Nazi soldier shoved his foot on the small of his back, pushing him to the ground. “Did you not know how to listen?” the Nazi shouted “I said I’d kill you myself, and that’s exactly what I’ll do” A shot rattled through the air, but his words rattled me. “I said I’ll kill you. I said I’ll kill you. I said I’ll kill

The sound of screaming and swords clashing outside jolted me awake. I found myself pressed against the wall, sword and shield both in hand. The thane shouted commands to destroy everything in sight. With that, the sound of death was on the other side of the wall. I heard my mother’s screams become instantly silent. An army man shouted, “One down! The other cannot be found, sir.” My stomach became knotted as I thought of my mother, lying on the ground with no hope of waking up. I should have burst through the wooden door, swinging my sword in every direction until I heard the last breath of each Rine there. Instead, I sank to my knees and wept as I listened to the Comitatus invading my home. I waited for the thanes to come here and kill me as they did my mother. My father had managed to escape, but there is no way he could save me. However, I knew he did not care to anyways. The sound of men approaching the door took my breath away. My sobbing became uncontrollable. I heard the wooden door creek open, as I sank deeper and deeper into the dirt beneath me. A feeling of helplessness over took me. My life was over. The Rines had a mission to kill everything they saw, and I knew they saw me. One officer yelled,

    For many soldiers the battlefield was a tough place to be and they saw lots of terrible things happen. As David Fuller tells his story to PBS, this happened approximately five

“Come on you assholes,” He shouts, opening fire by way of a silent pulse on the unsuspecting Germans the result is mind boggling as every living cell is shut down in their nervous system. Headlights are coming up the road and four soldiers lay on the ground dead. A brilliant spotlight strikes his face,

When the the german army came to the jews and shiped them to consentration camps in groups of 50. at the time he is stll with his family and he doesn’t know that they will be getting spperated at the camps.

Before she knew it, she heard the scary sound of fear. Troops came marching down the street to her door. They said no words to her, but drank ale instead. She sat at her table and waited for Jeff to save her. The troops tied her up and bound her to the foot of her narrow bed. They knelt beside her with muskets at her

To convey the terrible truth that the Allies lost 10,000 men on June 6th, the director had to recreate the gruesome blood soaked waters and beaches and the piles of dead and dying soldiers. The scene when Miller’s men go rummaging through the huge pile of dog tags is surreal.

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)