The Nazis in Our House

“Alle auf und ab” Shouted a German Nazi at our door. I guess that it was time for us to get up and out of our room. I had no idea where they were taking us but I knew that It wouldn’t be good. As we walked outside I was able to sneak around the corner with four other people. I climed through the hole and then realized that my family wasn’t with me. I climed back through the hole and when I turned around the corner the car and my family were

The Holocaust will forever be known as one of the largest genocides ever recorded in history. 11 million perished, and 6 million of the departed were Jewish. The concentration camps where the prisoners were held were considered to be the closest one could get to a living hell. There is no surprise that the men, women, and children there were afraid. One was considered blessed to have a family member alongside oneself. Elie Wiesel was considered to be one of those men, for he had his father working side by side with him. In the memoir Night, by Elie Wiesel, a young boy and his father were condemned to a concentration camp located in Poland. In the concentration camps, having family members along can be a great blessing, but also a burden.

Dear Mr. Wiesel, I have read your book ‘Night’ and I really like it. In fact, it's shed more light on things I didn't know about the Holocaust. I never fully grasped what people could actually go through and how much hurt they could go through before they break. You didn't break tho, you were able to stay strong and not let anything get to you. You may have changed while you were in that camp, Mr. Wiesel but most people wouldn't have made it out if they went through that today so in my eyes you are a hero, if you wouldn't have been strong I wouldn't have read this story and I wouldn't know how strong I have to be to get through life. If you can live through that I can live through anything, so thank you. I'm so very sorry that you went through

I know that when I woke up I could smell the blood and rotting bodies in the air. The camp was quiet there was no one there. The camp was in a secluded wooded area and I could tell it had just rained. I looked in all of the women’s barracks to see if their was anyone still alive. At the look of each barrack with all the women and children lying their dead my heart sank deeper. I couldn’t wrap my head around how there was around a hundred thousand people staying there and I was the only known survivor. Before the war they all had families and jobs and now they lay here at my feet dead. I couldn’t bear to see the looks of anguish of the faces so I stopped looking. There was no food anywhere and I was exhausted. The soldiers thought everyone here was dead so they weren’t coming back so I had to find a way to escape. I started to walk into the woods. I ate some of the plants and berries along the way and tried to kill some smaller animals for meat. I finally made it out of the woods into a farmer's fields. Luckily, the farmer was Jewish and let me stay in his barn. He and his wife snuck food out to me as much as they could. Once I had regained my strength I left them, I was causing them more trouble than I was worth. I was sixteen years of age and ninety-three pounds. My shot wounds were starting to heal and I was starting to mentally recover. They told me the safest place to go was Israel. I took off with a sack of food a pair of shoes and two sets of clothes and the prayers from those two

In Night Elie Wiesel was living in Sighet and was taken by the Nazis because he was Jewish. They took him and his family to a death camp where boys and girls were split up. From then he and his father never saw his sister and mother again. Elie and his father went through terrible things that nobody should’ve ever experienced. Elie almost gave up plenty

That day it went by to fast my brother and I tried spending as much time as I could with my dad. That night I went to bed sad I didn’t know if i would wake up in time to say goodbye to him. That morning I woke up and ran to see if my dad was still here. I ran into the kitchen first where I saw him eating ready to leave. He said that they were going to pick him up in ten minutes. Next thing you know we here a knock on the door. I went to answer the door it was some men in uniforms they were there to pick my dad up. My dad said goodbye to us I started to cry when he was leaving and so did my brothers and mom.

followed ELie Wiesel on his journey during the holocaust. It was a story that pulled on your heartstrings and made your heart heavy. Elie Wiesel in Night suggests that word have a lot of control over one's feelings. In the beginning of the book all the Jewish families were being moved from ghetto to ghetto. During my first quote Elie is in the second ghetto waiting to leave with his family. The officers began to yell at all the Jewish people. Elie says, “That was when I began to hate them, and my hatred remains our only link today.”(19) This shows that a happy boy who thought the world was a kind place had started to hate. He started to hate because the officers were yelling rude things at them. The officers hateful words had made the Jewish

Elie Wiesel was a normal, young kid who lived in Hungry. The only problem was that he was Jewish and the Nazi’s were coming. Elie and his family were together in a ghetto inside their hometown. Elie and his family thought that this would be the worst of their problems, but it wasn’t. Elie and his family survived the ghetto. After Elie and his family spent time in the ghetto they got news that they would be heading somewhere else. They got news that they were going, no one knew where but they would soon find out it wasn’t like the ghetto. They soon arrived in a camp called Birkenau, this was used as a stopping point and most of the people there would go to Auschwitz. On the first day Elie and his father were together and his mom and sister were on another. This was the last time Elie saw his mom and sister. Elie and his father sticted together for as long as they could and they did whatever they could to be together. Later on his father died because of the abuse and he just couldn’t go on.

When learning about the Holocaust, most are deprived of being able to understand the emotions, thoughts, and experiences of the millions of Jews; however, Elie Wiesel gives this opportunity through the telling of his personal experience. After ten years of silence, Elie Wiesel recounts his personal experiences of the Holocaust and retells the horrific details of the events he witnessed in his honest, eye-opening memoir Night. Taken at a young age, Elie Wiesel is transported to Auschwitz; at this concentration camp, Wiesel is separated from his mother and younger sister, whom he would never see again. During his years in the concentration camp, Wiesel and his father worked long exhausting hours every day. After a forty-two mile trip from Auschwitz to Gleiwitz in the snow and bitter cold, Elie Wiesel watches the slow death of his father by malnutrition and a harsh beating from the Nazis. Three months later American forces liberate the camp, freeing Wiesel. One of the most important memoirs one can read and a true inspiration, Night deserves to be read by everyone.

Hi my name David Morgensztern and i will tell about my life and how i survived the Holocaust i was born in 1925 in a small town called Kaluszyn Poland i am the second child of four my mom and my grandma run a newspaper kiosk in town and my dad had worked as a clerk in the town hall i had attended public school every day it was in 1933 the war had broke out between Poland and Germany me and my family were all scared if the germans occupied poland during the wari was with my dad and we were coming home from the market and it was when we got home we had Got home we saw all of these nazi taking my siblings and my mom into a car then a nazi solider had spotted us and “Hey you stop” and he saw me and my dad and so they pulled us out of the bushes

We lived in the ghettos for all of 2 weeks before we were taken to a camp. My family was split up so my mother, my sister, and I were together and my Father was alone. The work camps were terrible they forced us into hard labor my mother and I knew how to sew so we were put into a work group to sew up soldiers uniforms. I ber one day my mother pricked her finger and got blood on one of the uniforms she was beaten by an S.S officer and yelled at continually. If I ever made a mistake or did something wrong my mother would take the beating for me. I objected every time but she would never let anything happen to me. My older sister was not good at sewing but luckily was put near us she helped cook for everyone in the camp. I will always remember the day of the selection my mother was not chosen but I was my mother tried to talk me into believing that getting picked this time was good and that we needed to say goodbye because she was leaving. I knew the truth though. The next day an officer called out the names of the chosen people my name was called. We were told we were going to take a shower. When they stopped us we were in a big room I did not see any shower heads “Gas chamber” I heard someone mumble. I knew my last breath was going to be soon. All at once gaas entered the room coughing came from all around. I said my last goodbye and said a silent Kaddish for myself and the people I was with. I then took my final breath while many

“A lorry drew up at the pit and delivered its load - little children. Babies! Yes, I saw it with my own eyes… those children in the flames.” (Elie Wiesel, 24) This memoir, told by Elie Wiesel in his book “Night” and published in 1956, describes his experiences surviving the Holocaust. He and his father are forced to endure extremely traumatic experiences. Throughout “Night”, there are moments that are incredibly powerful. These moments are powerful because it really shows how horrible the Holocaust was, and the terrors not only Elie went through, but that almost all Jewish people experienced.

I read the book Flares of Memory, put together by Sheila Chamovitz and edited by Anita Brostoff, written in 2001. This book is a compiled list of stories of children who experienced the Holocaust and survived. The line “I never saw any of my family again” (Brostoff, xxxiii) or similar variations of this line were stated multiple times throughout the book, mostly at the end of the children’s accounts of the events they endured. Just the thought of having to go through what these children went through makes me appreciate what I have in life much more. The thought of losing my family, although they annoy me sometimes, brought tears to my eyes. It made me think about the things that many take for granted. In reading this book, I found that

I stepped out of the dark secluded room and into the bright sunlight. My eyes stung from the burning sunlight. I hadn’t seen the sunlight in ages. I had to go into hiding for months. The Nazi’s were searching everywhere for us. I wouldn’t let myself be captured. I had to trek on and flee from Germany. My family had made it to America and I owed it to them to make it there too.

I finally got the call to ride the motorcycle, I was wondering how so many Jews were still running. While I was riding the bike I saw a man start yelling “has anyone seen my son”. I had a feeling that his son left his father behind to save himself. The man seemed in dismay because he couldn’t find his son. It reminded me of when my dad passed, I felt bad. I wanted to take a break. We finally found an abandoned town and stopped.