Luck in Night
Night, by Elie Wiesel made me think a lot about what people sacrificed for the family during the Holocaust. My theme for this blog is luck, they had a lot of luck (bad or good). When they get to camp this is the first bite of luck they encounter.
“Hey kid how old are you?” The man interrogating me was an inmate. I could not see his face, but his voice was weary and warm. “Fifteen.” “No you're eighteen.” “But I’m not” I said. “I’m fifteen.” Fool. Listen to what I say.” Then he asked my father, who answered: “I’m fifty.” “No”. The man now sounded angry. “Not fifty. Your forty. Do you hear me? Eighteen and forty.”
This is about some of the best luck you could get during this time, because it saved their lives from not going to the crematorium. From turning 15 to 18 and 50 to 40 they became able to go to a block and have a chance at surviving.
One day the 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.
This part in Night was when Elie started to get some bad luck. What are the odds that Elie just happens to be in the Idek’s way and gets beat.
Gabe, good job with the quotes they connect to the theme you are talking about really well. The only critique I would make is to go over the checklist again. But other than that you did a good job!
ReplyDeleteGabe, I can really tell that you found the most interesting quotes you could. I would like to see more of the reason that you picked luck as you theme, but otherwise you did very good job!
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