My father was moved to the right line after the inspection and the check of our ages. He didn’t believe what he was told and said he was his own age. I don’t know which side will lead people to their deaths but i hope it is not my father’s line. I have survived just a day in the camp and i believe from what i’ve been told that my father was sent to the crematorium. They give us rations every day but it will eventually not be enough. The veterans look down upon the children. They laugh at our hope. The hope that they gave up on before. I still believe we will get out of this place soon. The Red Army has to be advancing. It is what the men in here say that they have heard. I don’t know if i believe what they say but i want to believe it.
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So we ran to the cars they had waiting for us. Guns pointed at us we were told to get in them and sit down. Any who stood or tried to get out of it would be shot. The train moved and with it took us on the way to the next camp we were to survive in. The car had no cover and in the wind we nearly froze for an entire night. One man jumped out of the car and onto the snow. We watched as he was shot by the Germans as he landed on the ground. He tried to run but before we knew it he was out of sight and all we heard were gunshots ringing out in the …show more content…
They were overcrowded and disgusting.
Here is where i would stay for months. We had soon realized the camp had a kind of immoral hierarchy of the groups of people inside of it. Near the top of this chain were the soviets and below them were the homosexuals, people of other religions and then the jews. At the bottom of this chain was me. But the reason i still had hope was that the Russians knew about the camp. It was used for many prisoners of war. They wanted to get their soldiers back home. I imagined that if there was any of my family left that they would be trying the same to get me back.
A few months had passed without events of interest. I had learned that the camp was not meant for killing it’s prisoners previously. I was moved from one of those camps. But before i arrived they had made changes including a gas chamber. I avoided it, did my work, and survived for months. Many in here were forced to make counterfeit currency, hurting their own country's economy. Men working on their planes for them knew that they had a chance to do the right thing. They sabotaged the planes, leaving the Germans to go down at any time. They forced thousands of prisoners to march north. I hid in the the posts the guards that first left had forgotten about. When they had left the prisoners behind, just a few thousand, we had taken the rations they left and were just waiting until the Russians arrived. They did, just a day later. Our freedom had
There are unexpected aspects of life in the camp depicted in “This Way for the Gas, Ladies and Gentlement” by Tadeusz Borowski. The prisoners were able to make very obvious improvements to their lived in the camp, without reaction by the SS officers; the market was even made with the support of the camp. The prisoners actually hoped for a transport of prisoners, so as to gain some supplies. The true nature of the camp is never forgotten, even in better moments at the camp.
The living conditions were appalling. The conditions were OK as a concentration camp, however as more prisoners came, it drastically worsened. There was “overcrowding, poor sanitary conditions, the lack of adequate...
I walk into Valley Forge. Winter 1777-78. As I walk in, an overwhelming feeling of emotions comes over me. Sadness, anger, hope, unwillingness, and happiness. I walk in a little bit further and I am greeted with many huts. These huts have no windows and only one door. I decide to peek into one of them and see 12 men inside. The huts are hard to see in because smoke has filled them. From another direction there is many men talking. I walk towards the noise and am surprised to see men sitting around a campfire eating small amounts of food. The men are talking about various things. Some are talking about their family, how they are excited that their duty is almost over, and some of the strong willed patriots who are willing to fight for their country are talking about how they are going to stay longer than they were sent to. As I keep wandering around the camp I find myself at an area with many men. These men are different than the men at the campfire. These men were the unlucky soldiers who had gotten sick. There is a soldier who is crying over another soldiers still body. Again I hear talking but this time it’s about how they need help caring for the sick and the soldiers that want to leave shouldn’t leave so they can help the sick. I shake off what I just witnessed and made the tough decision of staying. I would stay because they would need my help,
World War II was a war that took many lives from civilians that deserved to have a life of their own. They were ordinary people who were victims from a horrible and lengthy war that brought out the worst in some people. In Primo Levi's Survival in Auschwitz, Levi gives a detailed account of his life in a concentration camp. Primo Levi was a young Italian chemist who was only twenty-four years old when he was captured by the Nazis in 1943. He spent two long and torturous years at Auschwitz before the Russian army freed the remaining prisoners of the camp. He tells about life inside the camp and how tough it was to be held like an animal for so long. He says they were treated as inhumanly as possible while many others in the camp would end up dying from either starvation or being killed. They had to do work that was very strenuous while they had no energy and had to sleep in quarters that resembled packed rat cages. With all of this, Levi describes the complex social system that develops and what it takes to survive. The soc...
In Joseph Plumb Martin’s account of his experiences in the Revolutionary War he offers unique insight into the perspective of a regular soldier, which differs from the views of generals and leaders such as popular characters like George Washington. Martin’s narrative is an asset to historical scholarship as a primary source that gives an in-depth look at how life in the army was for many young men during the War for Independence. He described the tremendous suffering he experienced like starvation and privation. He did not shy away from describing his criticism of the government who he believes did not adequately care for the soldiers during and after the war. While he may be biased because of his personal involvement as a soldier, he seems to relate accounts that are plausible without embellishment or self-aggrandizement. Overall, “A Narrative of A Revolutionary Soldier” is a rich source of information providing an overview of military experience during the war.
Between Night and The Hiding Place, comradeship, faith, strength, and people of visions are clearly proved to be essential in order to survive in these death camps. Corrie, Elie, and other victims of these harsh brutalities who did survive had a rare quality that six million others unfortunately did not.
“The Perils of Indifference” In April, 1945, Elie Wiesel was liberated from the Buchenwald concentration camp after struggling with hunger, beatings, losing his entire family, and narrowly escaping death himself. He at first remained silent about his experiences, because it was too hard to relive them. However, eventually he spoke up, knowing it was his duty not to let the world forget the tragedies resulting from their silence. He wrote Night, a memoir of his and his family’s experience, and began using his freedom to spread the word about what had happened and hopefully prevent it from happening again.
Even when US troops liberated the Buchenwald and Dachau concentration camps, the stories still never made it to the front page of the paper and people still did not believe in the reliability of the stories (Leff 52). In 1943, a survey w...
Schwartz, Leslie. Surviving the hell of Auschwitz and Dachau: a teenage struggle toward freedom from hatred.. S.l.: Lit Verlag, 2013. Print.
One cold, snowy night in the Ghetto I was woke by a screeching cry. I got up and looked out the window and saw Nazis taking a Jewish family out from their home and onto a transport. I felt an overwhelming amount of fear for my family that we will most likely be taken next. I could not go back to bed because of a horrid feeling that I could not sleep with.
World War II was a grave event in the twentieth century that affected millions. Two main concepts World War II is remembered for are the concentration camps and the marches. These marches and camps were deadly to many yet powerful to others. However, to most citizens near camps or marches, they were insignificant and often ignored. In The Book Thief, author Markus Zusak introduces marches and camps similar to Dachau to demonstrate how citizens of nearby communities were oblivious to the suffering in those camps during the Holocaust.
A man’s back breaks with a sickening crunch, and hundreds of others scream in pain, their shouts echoing off the quarry walls, until they dwindle off into death. Around the broken bodied prisoners, there is a line of SS, each with blood red Nazi armbands, and cruel, young faces. The men here know that
This memoir, which sits on the library shelf, dusty and unread, gives readers a view of the reality of this brutal war. So many times World War II books give detail about the war or what went on inside the Concentration Camps, yet this book gives insight to a different side. A side where a child not only had to hide from Nazi’s in threat of being taken as a Jew, but a child who hid from the Nazi’s in plain sight, threatened every day by his identity. Yeahuda captures the image of what life was like from the inside looking out. “Many times throughout the war we felt alone and trapped. We felt abandoned by all outside help. Like we were fighting a war on our own” (Nir 186). Different from many non-fiction books, Nir uses detail to give his story a bit of mystery and adventure. Readers are faced with his true battles and are left on the edge of their
When we got to our destination the guard told us to sit down and not move then he walked over to another guard and asked if everything was ready, Mina was trembling and every time she shivered and cried I felt it. When the guard came back he yelled at us to get back in the car that there wasn’t enough bullets for everyone, so we did what he commanded us to do. We got sent back to the same ghetto we were before in but this time it was less cramped which a lot of people have lost their lives. Mina cried when she got off and I felt every single one of her tears fall on me wiping some of the mud off me. We have been a week in the ghetto when all of a sudden the guards started yelling in German saying that we had to get in the car but this time it was different I just felt it. I was right. We were going to be sent to a different camp called, Stutthof. When we got to Stutthof it was even muddier and even horrible. The first step Mina took off the car all I felt was the coldness and the wetness of the mud it was also raining which made it even
Auschwitz I was built in 1940, as a site for Polish political prisoners. This was the original camp and administrative center. The prisoners’ living conditions were inhumane in every respect, and the death rate was quite high. Auschwitz I was not meant ...