Wednesday, December 1, 2010

When you have been eating alot for  long time and your stomache is so full and your stomache is filled to it's maximum capacity is your stomach still the same size? If the jews in the holocaust had been tortured and starved and parched from lack of water for so long are they still alive are they still the same people that they were before? Do they still have the same values o have they just learned to fend for themselves if they were rich with money and bursting at the seams with friends and family and then suddenly every thing and every one is gone nothing is left and they are forced to work for their lives, are they still the same people? In the end of The book night Eli Weisel looks at himsef in the mirror and doesnt see a boy who is alive and well, he sees a boy who's soul is dieing.
Is there a specific reason that some one wanted to see so many people's pain? Some one lose their life in sadness and lonlieness and grief. Without their loved ones and a companion. In some way though what doesn't kill us makes us stronger. The jewish people in a whole are so strong now we have gone through so much and here we are today doing the same traditions we have done for thousands of years.
I am nerly half way done with Elis Weisel's book Night and I am struck at how one human being could treat another human being in such a horrific way. Things that they say to each other in times where they are desperate, for  water or food or even times when they are craving love are also quite horrific. Why would any one get the idea in their head that they should kill every single one of a certain kind of people? Why does killing and beating and screaming at people apeal to some? Why would you want to spend your whole life in fear of the next day. How can people sleep at night with the image of burning flesh in their heads? How is that humanly possible?

Night By, Eli Weisel

I have recently started reading Night by Eli Weisel. The book takes place in eastern europe during the holocaust. The book starts off on an extermly unplesant not and just goes down hill for the rest of the book. There are very few books that can rly kind of involve you and make get into the mood of the book, for example when i was reading the book i kept on just wanting to cry, and when I stoped  reading i would be in a terrible scared mood, that  know one understood. The book litterally contolled my life for a day or two (one of them happened to be yom kippur) while I was reading it.