It was early 1941 when rumors started spreading around the bustling city of Leningrad. I, being only 12 and naive as I was, believed all of them. Apparently, the Third Reich Germans had begun an offensive front on us, the Soviet Union! To think a small country such as Germany and the even smaller Axis Powers were attempting to take us, the largest country in the North-East Hemisphere? Well, when I heard this around my school, Vaganova Academy, I could not wait to get home and ask my mother if the rumors were true. When I got home, my mother greeted me with “Hello Vlad, how was school today?” I replied quickly with “Good Mother, I heard an interesting rumor at school!” “And what is this rumor?” she asked quizzically. “That the Germans are …show more content…
Especially then, as her face paled, and her hands began to shake. The next event I remember so vividly, as it would change my life forever. It was 8:22 in the morning, and I was waiting so patiently for Math Class to end, as Mr. Sergey droned on about the properties of inverse operations. Then it happened. With a rumble of the dusty Public Announcement Systems, an Unfamiliar voice rung around the halls and classrooms, stating: “All Public Schools are dismissed on order of Polkovnik Egor. Please head back to your residences and await further instruction.” It seemed strange at the time, but I was not suspicious, as I was overwhelmed with happiness at the announcement. All the kids were screaming loud enough for me to almost not see the expression on Mr. Sergey’s face. At the time, I didn’t know what the face meant or why he had it on at such an rare occasion, but now I know, it was horror, at the confirmation of the rumors. When I got home that night, the announcement system played another message, with the same voice as before. He droned …show more content…
I looked around the place, it was inside a vent, behind a backboard of a bed. She tossed a small amount of water, bread, and cheese inside. She also tossed a the only electric lantern we had in there, as well as the expensive spare batteries she gave me for my birthday. I didn’t have a chance to say anything before she closed the vent cover and backed the bed into it. We were stuck with no explanation or anything. Wanting to follow my mother’s orders, I stayed quiet for what seemed like hours, hearing loud cracks from around my building, and far off
Paul Baumer is a 19-year-old volunteer to the German army during World War I. He and his classmates charge fresh out of high school into military service, hounded by the nationalist ranting of a feverish schoolmaster, Kantorek. Though not all of them want to enlist, they do so in order to save face. Their first stop is boot camp, where life is still laughter and games. “Where are all the medals?” asks one. “Just wait a month and I’ll have them,” comes the boisterous response. This is their last vestige of boyhood.
“’Is my mother a communist?’ Staring. Straight ahead. ‘They were always asking her things, before I came here.’ … ‘Did the Fuhrer take her away?’
What can become the most powerful thing if manipulated and brainwashed at a young age? Well Hitler knew the answer and knew the importance of them for his 1,000 year plan. The youth was a significant part of Hitler's reign, as once the kids have been brainwashed by all the propaganda, they will follow and obey all of his commands without hesitation.
1945 in east Berlin the red flags are raised, bombs were dropped and the Russians arrived.
THE PAST :.. In days gone by, the four species managed to live in perfect harmony. Witches, werewolves and vampires lived in secret, blending in with the humans on a daily basis - and the humans remained completely in the dark about their existence. It was after thousands of years of living this way, whilst everything was completely normal, that a small group of vampires decided that they’d had enough. They spent months devising plans.
Propaganda is the dissemination of information to influence or control large groups of people. In totalitarian regime like Nazi Germany, propaganda plays a significant role in consolidate power in the hands of the controlling party (Nazi propaganda).The propaganda used by the Nazi Party in the years leading up to and during Adolf Hitler's leadership of Germany (1933–1945) was a crucial instrument for acquiring and maintaining power, and for the implementation of Nazi policies. The pervasive use of propaganda by the Nazis is largely responsible for the word "propaganda" itself acquiring its present negative connotations (definition).
The Silber Medal winning biography, “Surviving Hitler," written by Andrea Warren paints picture of life for teenagers during the Holocaust, mainly by telling the story of Jack Mandelbaum. Avoiding the use of historical analysis, Warren, along with Mandelbaum’s experiences, explains how Jack, along with a few other Jewish and non-Jewish people survived.
“Wake up Lily! The Germans are taking us!” yelled my mother. I jumped out of bed and packed a bag full of valuables and clothing.
As the Soviet Union approaches Berlin from the East, the allied forces invade from the west. Hitler’s German war-machine was crumbling. The United States had to make an enormous decision. Should they attack the Red Army of the Soviet Union? Should they keep the increasingly shaky alliance with the Russians and end the war in Europe? America chose to remain allies, resulting in a decision that affected the world for the next 46 years. World War 2 had concluded but now there was a new enemy, the Soviet Communist.
On the 22nd June 1941, German forces invaded the Soviet Union under Directive 21. Under the codename “Operation Barbarossa”, it was recorded as the largest military operation ever seen in history as it involved more than 3 million Axis soldiers and 3,500 armoured vehicles. Throughout the war Operation Barbarossa was a conflict that demoralised the Germans and significantly contributed to the Allied victory. Catalysts for the Event: The invasion of Russia came as no surprise to the Soviets as Hitler made it evident on multiple occasions that he would invade the country.
Just a night. An ordinary night, around fifteen to eleven o’clock. I lay there playing with my xacto knife kit. It belonged to my Grandfather’s aunt. So I guess that’s my great great aunt. Well anyways I finally set aside my kit and started to try and sleep. I’m at my grandparents house in the Fairfax District of Los Angeles. The house? Why it’s a classic Spanish themed home built precisely in 1929. At the end of a Golden Era: The Roaring Twenties. So as I turn to closed eyes I see a boy. A young Hasidic Jewish boy. He looks around the age of eight or nine and asks me in a seemingly cute creepily voice Have you seen my family? I asked what family. The family that seems to be missing. I asked are you from around here? He says, yes I grew up here in the brown roofed house.
closet which was the size of 3ft x 3 ft. If she even gave a simple opinion.
A scream echoed through the empty hallways of County High school as we heard the news. "How did that happen?" I thought to myself. This had to have been planned out previously by someone.
It was a dark, cold, cloudy day. The clouds covered the sky like a big black sheet, nothing to be seen except darkness that seemed to go on forever. This was the third day in a row that there had been complete darkness, there was no getting rid of it. This was because of ‘the meteorite.’
As the sun slowly settled, darkness began to overcome the Earth. Sickness—had come. The sickness slowly but readily crept into each home. It was the Midnight Theft. The destructive plague stole during midnight—it stole lives. Deep in the heart of Tukenasville, people were dying, and the whole country was beginning to perish. The flowers withered as they bloomed. The mountain peaks crumbled under steer weight. Animals fled to holes to live out the final moments of their life. People were distraught, and chaos was invading every planet in the macrocosm. People called me Nikolaou Gonfalon. I was the last of the Warriors of Phos. Long ago, the Sisters of Moiré ordained my doomed fate. I tried to bargain with them to change it, but in the end, I captured them and locked them up in a repository on a cliff. I was to lead the expedition to find the cure for the Midnight Theft. That, however, was not the reason why I would go on this journey. My best friend, Tolem, was dying of a rare illness called Takigifeay. It was causing the slow built up of lactic acid on his bones. I knew that death would come to him soon. Legend spoke about a necklace that can bring life to anyone or thing. It was said to have been belonged to an Oceanian, one of the water people. The Lost Jade Necklace of Serenity was what it was called, and it could bring healing to the Earth. Nonetheless, it could be the obliteration of mankind, also. I began to pack since my journey was to start at that moment.