Do you see that chimney over there? See it? Do you see those flames? Over there- that's where you're going to be taken. That's your grave, over there. Haven't you realize it yet? You dumb bastards, don't you understand anything? You're going to be burned. Frizzed away. Turned into ashes.
Night is one of the masterpieces of Holocaust literature. It is the autobiographical account of
an adolescent boy and his father in Auschwitz. Elie Wiesel writes of their battle for survival, and
with his battle with God for a way to understand the wanton cruelty he witnessed each day.
Elie Wiesel was born in a little, quiet town called Sighet, in transylvania where he had lived all
of his young life. Quiet until the 1940's, when the city, and eke himself charged for ever, just as
Europe, and for that matter the world. One day they expelled all the foreigners of the city, and
Wiesels master in the study of cabbala (Jewish mysticism) of a foreigner so he was expelled too.
The deportees were soon forgotten, he writes. However a few lines later he explains why this is
relevant, and gives the reader an idea of what was going on in the minds of the jews living where
He told his story (referring to the expelled Rabbi) and that of his companions. The train full of deportees had crossed the Hungarian frontier and on Polish territory had been taken in charge by the Gestapo. The jews had to get out and climb into lorries. The lorries dove towards a forest. The jews were made to get out. They were made to dig huge graves. And when they had finished their work, the Gestapo began theirs. Without passion, without taste, they slaughtered their prisoners. Each one had to go up to the hole and present its neck. Babies were thrown into the air and the machine gunners used them as targets. . . Through long days and nights, he went from one Jewish house to another, telling the story Malke, the young girl who had taken three days to die, and of tabias, the tailor, who had begged to be killed
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