Night

=Night by Elie Wiesel=

 Theme:  "There was no longer and doubt, Germany would be defeated." Pg 8  "The Red Army is advancing with giant strides...Hitler will not be able to harm us, even if he wants to." Pg 8  "The train stopped. The Jews were ordered to get off onto waiting trucks. The trucks headed toward a forest. There everybody was ordered to get out. They were forced to dig huge trenches. When they finished their work, the men from the Gestapo began theirs, without passion, or haste, they shot their prisoners who were forced to approach the trench one by one and offer their necks." Pg 6

Setting: "Two ghettos were created in Sighet. A large one in the center of town occupied two streets and another smaller one extended over allyways on the outskirts of town." pg 11 "The barbed wire that encircled us like a wall did not fill us with fear." pg 11 "The camp looked like it had been through and epidemic--empty and dead" pg 47

Figurative Launguage: "and tears, like drops of wax, flowed from his eyes." Simile pg 7 "All day long, I plodded around like a sleep walker." pg 75 "His cold eyes stared at me." Personification, pg 80

Charactoristics: "Physically he was awkward as a clown, his shyness made people smile." pg 3 "I liked his wide dreamy eyes gazing off into the distance." pg 3 "I was almost thirteen and deeply observant." pg 3 <span style="color: #85ff00; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">"He spoke little. He sang, or rather he chanted,and the few snatches I caught here and there spoke of divine suffering of the Shekhinan in Exile, where according to Kabblalaian it awaits its redemption linked to that of man." pg 3 <span style="color: #85ff00; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">"Moishe was not the same. The joy in his eyes were gone. He no longer sang. He no longer mentioned either God or Kabblalaian. He spoke only of what he had seen." pg 7 <span style="color: #85ff00; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">"He was a charming man, calm, likable, and polite." Pg 10

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