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When They Took My Parents Away
Taeja Wilson
Buchtel CLC- Grade 10
Word Count- 922
When They Took My Parents Away
“It was June 23, 1935. I was in my room, playing with my fingers, running them through my tangled hair. Mother had always kept me company while father was out at work, but today I saw her writing in her diary vigorously. My mother only writes in her journal like that when something is bothering her. As I was going towards her to see what the bother was, the German policemen busted through the door. They grabbed my mother, holding her down with all of their might while they went through everything, looking for weapons.
While all this was happening, I was hiding under the secret plank in the middle of the floor in my room. When
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No more tears came. Finally at around 7 o’clock after our common dinner of bread and berries, my mother told me that my father would never return to us. As a nine year old little girl I was heartbroken. How could these Nazi’s take my father away just because he was different from them? Then I had to remember that our leader was Hitler. Adolf Hitler. A man who was full of hatred and would do anything and everything in his power,(which was anything, he was the dictator), to get what he wanted. When my mother told me the news I went looking, searching for anything that was my father’s. Anything that I could keep and cherish for the rest of my …show more content…
I didn't want anyone to know that I had found it. Not even my mother. The hidden plank in my room was my safe place. I would hide in there and read my father’s journal whenever I had the chance. I learned many things from that journal. It had information from years back to 1933, the election of Hitler as chancellor.
In his journal he stated multiple times, things like,”I feel like they are coming for me” and “I know I won’t last much longer”. Also in my readings I found out that the Nazi’s took my father away to a concentration camp. I then knew that he was dead duck. There was no hope. As a Jewish girl I had no rights. I could do nothing and neither could my mother.
Weeks passed and my mother was fighting to dig a deeper hole in my bedroom floor under the secret plank. It was a success. My mother managed to make my seven foot long, four foot wide, and 4 foot deep hole into a small room. I was quite impressed that she had done such a large job in such little time. She never told me why she wanted to make a deeper hole, but I am assuming that it was to hide from the Nazi police when they returned for us. She filled the hole with berries and bread and small parcels of meat that we had. Meat was very scarce in my
The Wiesel family arrived at the Birkenau concentration camp and was instantly separated. An SS commanded, “Men to the left! Women to the right!” (Wiesel 47) and that was the last time Elie saw his mother and sisters. An inmate approached Elie and his father and told them to lie about their age; Elie must make him...
The Holocaust will forever be known as one of the largest genocides ever recorded in history. 11 million perished, and 6 million of the departed were Jewish. The concentration camps where the prisoners were held were considered to be the closest one could get to a living hell. There is no surprise that the men, women, and children there were afraid. One was considered blessed to have a family member alongside oneself. Elie Wiesel was considered to be one of those men, for he had his father working side by side with him. In the memoir Night, by Elie Wiesel, a young boy and his father were condemned to a concentration camp located in Poland. In the concentration camps, having family members along can be a great blessing, but also a burden. Elie Wiesel shows that the relationship with his father was the strength that kept the young boy alive, but was also the major weakness.
It is a miracle that Lobel and her brother survived on their own in this world that any adult would find unbearable. Indeed, and appropriately, there are no pretty pictures here, and adults choosing to share this story with younger readers should make themselves readily available for explanations and comforting words. (The camps are full of excrement and death, all faithfully recorded in direct, unsparing language.) But this is a story that must be told, from the shocking beginning when a young girl watches the Nazis march into Krakow, to the final words of Lobel's epilogue: "My life has been good. I want more." (Ages 10 to 16) --Brangien Davis
I never went outside. I was not allowed to go outside because I didn’t belong to a family, and the woman who hid me sacrificed a lot to take me, because had the Nazi’s discovered she was hiding a Jew, whether it was a little girl or an adult it didn’t matter, they would have killed her on the spot, of course as well as me. I was allowed sometimes to go out in the backyard, but for the most part that was my home for two years. I was never mistreated- ever! But I also was never loved, and I really lost a great part of my childhood—simply because we were
The Brilliant and Evil Hitler & nbsp; Hitler was both brilliant and evil. He won the following of nearly all German people, and brought a desperate country out of poverty and post-war dissolution. It was not by virtue that Hitler accomplished these things. Instead, it was through evil planning, mass rallies, emotional appeal to a vulnerable population, stirring military displays, and the eventual extermination of millions of innocent people: Jews (anyone with one or more Jewish grandparents), Communists, Negroes, the mentally ill, and anyone else in his way. He called his plan to rid the world of "inferior" human beings the "Final Solution.
Father, computer server engineer, alcoholic, and felon. My dad, Jason Wayne DeHate, has influenced my life, not only genetically, but he has also improved my character and creativity throughout the years. Beginning at age two, I was cultured with profanity spit from rappers such as Eminem. While my mother was at work we had multiple videotaped “jam sessions” and coloring time that allowed for the foundation of friendship we have today. The jam sessions consisting of me mumbling and stumbling in front of the television, as he was “raising the roof” from his lazyboy. Since then, he has taught me how to rollerblade, change wiper blades, and play my favorite sport, tennis. Along with influencing my leisure activities and the music I enjoy, his prominent personality allows me to grow as a person. Being the only male figure in my immediate family, I
... survivors often felt indebted to their parents and searched for ways to honor those who survived and remember those who died. The children of survivors will forever be unable to understand the full extent of what their parents went through. While talking to his father about a stolen box, Spiegelman has a revelation. ‘“You left the box in the barrack? How could it not be taken?” “I didn’t think on it…” “But everyone was starving to death! Sigh- I guess I just don’t understand” “Yes… About Auschwitz, nobody can understand.”’ (Spiegelman, 224). It is difficult, maybe even impossible to fully understand the magnitude of the Holocaust and its impact on not just one generations, but multiple generations after. Questions still remain. Questions will always remain. “Nobody can understand.”
Every sense I was a little girl my grandfather would tell me about his experiences during WWII as, Elie Wiesel did in his essay “A God Who Remembers”.My grandfather would tell everyone his story his grandchildren,friends, family and our neighbors(even if they didn’t understand him). I remember one day my grandfather asked me to sit down with him, he wanted to tell me his story. Even though I 've listen to his story many of times, I had this feeling that I should stay and listen to him. While everyone else was downstairs and playing I sat with my grandfather and listened diligently. This was the last conversation I remember having with my grandfather before he wasn 't able to speak anymore, because of his sickness. He told me about how he had to hide, so that the Germans would not find him.
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.
During the time in which the novel is set, many parents lived in the shame for tolerating the actions of the Nazi regime. Michael explains how you people reacted to their parents as more and more discoveries about Nazi atrocities were being made by saying, 'We in all condemned our parents to shame, even if the only charge we could bring was that after 1945 they had tolerated the perpetrators in their mist.“ (34). The shame caused by thier tolaerance ...
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The primary source (The Laws of Manu) and the secondary source (the documentary), have many key differences. Three key differences between the primary source and the secondary: the intended audience for each source, the purpose of each source, and what is covered in each source. The documentary, Legacy- The Origins of Civilization- India, the Empire of Spirit first aired in 1991 and is narrated by English historian Michael Wood. The documentary, examined the origins of Indian civilization along with the history of migrations and invasions of peoples and ideas that ended up creating India.
My father passed away in 1991, two weeks before Christmas. I was 25 at the time but until then I had not grown up. I was still an ignorant youth that only cared about finding the next party. My role model was now gone, forcing me to reevaluate the direction my life was heading. I needed to reexamine some of the lessons he taught me through the years.
so I just went along with it we were forced into a small cramped room little did I know was a gas chamber with about 100 other people, all of a sudden the lights went off and like anybody could imagine we were all dead. I guess you could say that I effected all of the other Jewish people, me not being Jewish and going into the camps to look for a friends father but in all honesty, I didnt know what the camps were and I didn’t realize that was risking my life. I didn’t look at jews as awful “things” I looked at them as normal people but again I didn’t understand what was going on and I still don’t (even though im dead) because im only
Adolf Hitler an influential leader in Germany, who’s goals were corrupt as they aimed to abolish all Jews in blaming them for Germany’s failure in the first World War. This caused massive genocide of the Jewish community,