Before we learned about the holocaust all I knew was "Hitler doing bad stuff". I thought this unit was very powerful. Even though the holocaust was the saddest thing I have learned in school, I am glad I learned about it so we will not make this happen again. It was so overwhelming watching and learning about it. This moved me and made me think... "Will something like this happen again?" which is a very scary thought. Night made me think more than I usually do. Thousands of peoples lives were lost. I have never really thought about that until now. Even though we are kids we still need to get exposed to this. I thought life is beautiful really related to night. The little boy reminded me of Elie and the sacrifice that both the dad's made was very moving.
The way Wiesel writes his memoir is almost like it’s written in prose, he is extremely descriptive with his writing, and his sentences flow, but he keeps the plot fast-paced and moving like the greatest poems are. There was one part I read that almost brought me to tears: the uncertainty of it, the questions it left, and the horrifying thought that it was pure hope that was keeping these people alive when there truly was nothing to hope for. “Take care of your son. He is very weak, very dehydrated. Take care of yourselves, you must avoid selections. Eat! Anything. Anytime. Eat all you can. The weak don’t last very long around here”… And he himself was so thin, so withered, so weak… “The only thing that keeps me alive,” he kept saying, “is to know that Reizel and the little ones are still alive. Were it not for them, I would give up.” One evening, he came to see us, his face radiant. “A transport just arrived from Antwerp. I shall go to see them tomorrow. Surely they will hav...
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