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Blog post #3 - Eliza

In Elie Wiesel's Night, "good" and bad luck is an important”,”, recurring theme. Throughout the book, there are many situations of "good luck" which was normally being in the right place at the right time or, there was bad luck which was being in the wrong place at the wrong time. "Please sir... I'd like to be near my father." " 'All right. Your father will work here, next to you.' " "We were lucky." (50) This is "good" luck because the person Elie asked to sit next to his father was nice enough to allow Elie to be able to sit next to his father. There also happened to be room for his father next to him. Elie wanted to keep a watch over his father to make sure he his safe. This quote is around the middle of the story where I think it was one of the hardest times for Elie “One day when Idek was venting his fury, I happened to cross his path. He threw himself on me like a wild beast, beating me in the chest, on my head, throwing me to the ground and picking me up again, crushing me with ever more violent blows, until I was covered in blood. As I bit my lip is order not to howl in pain, he must have mistaken my silence for defiance and so he continued to hit me harder and harder.”(Wiesel 53) This in an example of bad luck because Elie was in the wrong place at the wrong time and happened to get caught watching Idek when he was not supposed to be, so he had to take his consequences.

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  1. Eliza,


    This theme although very true I didn't see it very often in the novel. Given that information, your examples were perfect for the theme. Great work Eliza!

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  2. Brilliant piece of work Eliza! I do agree with you where you said there is a mix of " good luck " and bad luck. The quote where it's about where him being able to stay with his father was truly a blessing. With the second quote, where it says Elie happened to cross paths with Idek, was very unlucky for him, as Idek started to beat Elie up. Overall, outstanding work with your blog post!

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