Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Flames Dancing In The Mind

In the book, "Night," by Elie Wiesel, the protagonist (Elie Wiesel) recorded all his memories of life during the Holocaust. How it was for a Jew back then in Europe. All the grotesque ways of killing used towards them. How inhumane the Germans treated the Jewish people. How many Jews were consumed by flames, both physically and mentally.

The Jews were treated worse then slaves. Worse than livestock, FAR worse. Children were thrown into ditches full of vibrant flames (Mostly infants) while the elders were taken to the gas chambers. Their lifeless bodies were then thrown into ovens, the smoke of the once living descending over others that have yet faced their ends. Defiant men and woman hung in front of their fellow race, and the German officials forcing the prisoners to watch as well. Prisoners starving, having nothing but little soup and bread to eat. Injured and sick patients suffering on the verge of death. It truly was disgusting how Jews were degraded and treated like animals, NO, much worse. They were treated like insects. A bunch of pesky flies just waiting to be squashed. 

Sometimes it makes me feel guilty when I waste food or complain that I don't like something. It makes me feel selfish compared to the Jews during the Holocaust. They couldn't complain, they had to deal with what they had. What actually brings me down is the fact that they had practically nothing and had no hope left in getting anything more, while I'm here with so much and full of hope in getting more. It makes me feel dirty, and then I can't look at myself in the mirror.

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