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Jews POV

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Mar 3, 2011
by: PHuang

    I am a 63 year old German-Jew. I had owned a nice little shop in Germany. Soon after, I was taken away by the Nazi up rise and brought to a camp called Auschwitz. On my way there, I saw a lot of other Jews and non-Jews. Once I got off, I was being screamed at right away. I was told to put down my luggage and walk to the line next to a gate. When I got to the gate, I saw a family. The family had 4 kids, 2 seniors and 3 middle-aged adults. The kids didn’t look Jewish, they look Polish with their blond hair and blue eyes. Once we passed through the gates, I once again heard mans barking at us saying, “Arbeit macht frei.” This is when I saw one of the girls starting to cry. I went up to the family and told the senior lady, who I assume was the Grandma.

“Hey, I think it’s best if you keep your child quiet,” I said.

“I know I know. She’s my grandchild and she is very scared. We are trying our best to stop her from crying!” She said with her tear filled eyes.

“All right let me help you out. I, too, have a grandchild at home and what I do to calm them down is offer him a piece of goody.” I took out a chocolate bar that I had kept on me since I got on the train to this lady.

“Thank you. Thank you. I’ll repay you this favor once we get out of this hell hole!”

As soon as I gave the lady the candy, I heard a big crackling sound. It startled me, and I turn around o see what happened. The crying stopped. All I see was a body being flung over to the side. A closer look and I saw that it was this lady’s grandchild. I was shocked, unable to move. Next thing you know, the grandma passes out and, I’m guessing, the mother starts to yell and scream and cry all at once into her husband’s arms. Than I heard another order being barked by the soldiers, placing all the children in a small area at a small distance away. I stared, not knowing whats going on. A few seconds later, I heard the crackling of guns and right in front pf me, the kids that I was starring at started to fall one by one. Once the crackling stopped, I saw the sibling of the child that was kneed in the face under the dead body of other children.
    All the parents screamed, yelled, cursed, and cried. At that very instant, the grandpa launch into the dead kids pile. Within seconds, the grandpa was shot down too. Seeing all these dead bodies before me was my worst nightmare coming true. Now I wonder what will happen to me. I was shaken out of shock when a Nazi shoved me with his gun telling me to move to this other line going towards a pillar. When the pillar finally came into view, I saw it more clearly. It wasn’t a pillar. It was a chimney. When I was brought in their, all I saw was rows and rows of ovens being operated by Jews who was being chained down with a Nazi behind them. I thought I was going to be one of them. The soldier once again shoved me toward a oven, I thought I was going to be chained down too, but instead he said something to the man standing next to the oven. That guy said one word to me and only one word, “Sorry.” Right after that word, I was lifted off my foot and thrown into this oven.   

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 Dear Philippe : I liked

Submitted by CFlores on Sun, 2011-03-06 15:38.

 Dear Philippe :

I liked your post, "Jews POV," because this was an amazing post. This has been one of the best youthvoices post I have seen in a while, I love the creativity and the effort you put on it.

One sentence you wrote that stands out for me is: "I am a 63 year old German-Jew. I had owned a nice little shop in Germany. Soon after, I was taken away by the Nazi up rise and brought to a camp called Auschwitz. On my way there, I saw a lot of other Jews and non-Jews. Once I got off, I was being screamed at right away." I think this is a great start because you made me visualize the situation as I read the post. I really loved the point of view you decided to do because it was different from the other posts I read.

Another sentence that I liked was: "The soldier once again shoved me toward a oven, I thought I was going to be chained down too, but instead he said something to the man standing next to the oven. That guy said one word to me and only one word, “Sorry.” Right after that word, I was lifted off my foot and thrown into this oven.” This stood out for me because there was so much emotion in it. I could understand how the Jewish man felt throughout the post and his encounter with Rosa’s family.

Your post reminds me of something that happened to me. While I was doing my point of view piece, I felt that I had to imagine myself being the person for a while. I decided to do Rosa’s mother because I felt that her story ended to soon and it was one of the saddest loss for Rosa in the concentration camp.

Thanks for your writing. I look forward to seeing what you write next, because your point of view piece was great. I can’t compliment on how great this post was and I really thought it was unique.

 

     Thank you for your

Submitted by PHuang on Mon, 2011-03-07 09:36.

     Thank you for your comment on my post. I did put into some times but I didn't think I put in a lot of effort. From what you said, It seems like I put in enough effort and I will be willing to write more.

     Doing a post on Rosa's mother was probably a interesting post. The reason for that is because there wasn't a lot of scenes that discribed her mom a lot. If you made a post on her, then it is almost only your creativity. It would be pretty hard but I think it would turn out very good.

     I will try to read your post when I have time. Thank you for your time.