Blog Post#5

During this unit I have felt a lot of emotion, while reading Night I went through a lot of emotions. When we went to the Museum the first picture that I saw struck me, it was the picture of the dead and burnt bodies. I couldn’t believe my eyes that people had witnessed this. When I was walking along on the 4th floor there were many propaganda that said no jews and other terrible stuff. When I went through that train on the 3rd floor, I felt like the people that had died on that train were there. When we walked into a room with all the shoes that's when it really hit me because I saw really tiny shoes that only could belong to a young child who never had the chance to see the world. When we reached the 2nd floor and went into the Hall of Remembrance I thought that this was a great way for people to come in and light a candle if they had a family member with that last name die in the Holocaust. When we went down to the 1st floor and found Julia a Holocaust survivor I went over to her and started listening about here story and where she hid. Her story was amazing and I will never forget her story.

Blog Post #4

Life and Death

Between life and death

You will be shot, like dogs

The look in his eyes as he gazed at me has never left me

Never before have we understood each other so clearly

God knows

God knows what I would have given

To be able to sleep a few moments

A truck drew close and unloaded its hold

Small children and babies into the flames

Someone had just died

Others close to death, imitated his cry

But the third rope was still moving

The child, too light, was still breathing

The officer wielded his club and dealt him a violent blow to the head

Never shall I forget those moments that murdered my god

Go back and don’t move
-Gabe Manicone
Phrases by Elie Wiesel

Gabe - Blog post#3

This picture is about a 2 year old girl on her parents farm in 1935. This picture connected to me because I love to be on my farm and I would see how she would feel if she had to be taken away from her farm. Also this picture caught my eye is because I love chickens and watch what they do and find out what they do on a daily bases.

Blog Post #2 -Gabe

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.

Blog Post #1 -Gabe

As I read through page 22 so many thoughts went through out my head. At times I would forget that this is a real story because I love fiction and that what I love to read because if something bad happens I know it didn't really happen. In Night though I tried to feel what they had to feel but I could never get to it, because I was never there and I was not alive.I have no memory of what happened and I'm left with books, internet and others who know more than me for my answers. I feel like Elie Wiesel had a good start to the book that told me that it will be a hard book to read but also I can sorta feel the feeling of what they had to feel, but nowhere near what they had. I really want to find out where they go, but above all of that in  the beginning of the book Elie Wiesel said in memory of his parents and with youngest sister. Does that mean they die? I can picture some of the themes a little. When they said all they could bring was a backpack, some food, and clothes, I thought but that not enough what about there money to buy more food. Another question I have why did the Jewish Community not take that man who went around telling people what was going to happen, why didn’t they take his advice. Elie Wiesel’s writing is amazing in how he goes through 2 different views (his younger self and his present self). I see Night as a story that's going to make me wonder and cry a little from what these people had to go though.