Betsy

Harley Baker- Elie 10/7/08 1941--I was the second youngest child in my family and i was the only son. Sometimes i hate being the only boy. Now dont get me wrong i love my sisters but sometimes i just wish i had someone else in my family to talk to, another boy would be great. All throughout the day i went to school, but i didnt want to. I just wanted to be a cabbalist, study that religion. Moshe; he was now my friend. Known to others as Moshe the Beadle, but to me he was my trainer. Usually we read over theOne day we talked about praying. Why do i cry when i pray, why do i pray? These are the things i thought in the privacy of my own mind. I need to learn more about myself to answer these questions, but how do i get more intouch with myself. How do i learn about myself? Maybe this is why i pray; to learn about myself. 1942--He was taken, they were taken. I wasnt at all concerned about it,days passed and we all forgot about it. Moshe came back after a few months. He was yelling for us to listen up. What could be wrong? Well whatever he said no one seemed to care. 1944--Hitler wouldnt hurt us, he wouldnt exterminate us, no one would. I believe that no human would be capable of hurting another human like this, but what if...nevermind, it would never happen. Moshe stayed in the shadows after things passed. Never talked, never made eye contact. What could be so wrong with him? Had this changed him so much that he couldnt be himself? Is he really this scared of what will happen and what is happening? {i will finish this tomorrow night sorry}

//**As i sit now in my home i think of what it was like to be filled with such disgust and hatred for the natzis. To feel like i could feel nothing and yet at the same time still feel something so horrible. How now that pain stabs me in the heart and i feel something once again. To be free. Oh how i would love to feel freedom, true freedom. But i cant. I am trapped inside this cage, Inside this cage as my suffering fathers eyes gazed into my hurt filled eyes, and the natzis. But it isnt really a cage, its my head. Crashing and sliding between reality and my own thoughts. I can no longer think about anything else but the torture i have faced. The thrashing of my neck as i bleed. I cant happen to think it was fate. Fate that killed my father. Fate that left me here to never fully overcome everything i saw, everything i felt....i may never know.

Now as i lie in my bed i cant happen to feel anything but the heat of my lamp on my skin. Slipping in and out of consciousness, slowly gazing to the incandescent light of the lamp. Trembling creeps from my fingers to my shoulders. And i begin to remember the fear i had for the wind as it inclosed me in its quilt of stabbing cold. Suddenly with out hesitation it crawls from my shoulders to the bottom of my feet. Then up once again to my shoulders. It shudders through my stiffened neck and i drift through all the memories, and the feelings that my restless mind reopens without warning. Drifting slowly into complete unconsciousness i look up at my lamp one more time to feel the true warmth of it. {does it sound like i killed him?}**//

Alyssa Benford - Natzi Gaurd Today we went to gather all the Jews from the town of Sigeht. Jews don't deserve to walk and be people like me in this world. They are only here to be used. They do all the work. They dug their own graves, and shortly after were in them. They need to be evacuated. It's not fair to normal people to have to live near that. When we arrived into the small town, the Jews actually thought we were being nice. Haha, they are in for a suprise later on.

Alyssa Benford - Natzi Gaurd 10/06/08 The Jews don't deserve life like me. I am a Natzi Gaurd. I do what ever I want, when I want. If I want to shove 80 Jews into a cattle car, I will, I DID. Going to the camp was a great experience. Sliding the cattle car door open, seeing them all suffer, good times, good times. It wasn't quite as good as pulling them out of their homes at 4am. Then, lining them up at 8, making them sit in the blistering heat for hours with no water. I hope all my fellow people (non-Jews) saw the consequences in believing in the wrong thing. I'm not sure if the Jews know what is still to come. They had so many chances to get away, oh well. They're ours now!

Alyssa Benford - Natzi Gaurd 10/15/08 The Jews arrived at the camp today, I hope they know what they're in for. We unloaded the cattle cars, some looked fine like they didn't exactly know what was happening, and the others saw the burning bodies. I hope it him them, and hit them hard. We seperated them into boys and girls. Not like it matters, their all useless. I saw their faces as i through babies into the fire pit, as i took the old and weak and lead them to the creamation center. Soon enough it would be their turn.

David Gasnik- Natzi Guard Wife 10/14/08 Today my husband went to work like another day. But before he left he said that some new Jews were coming in on the trains. He was pretty exited about it. He just came home and said that everyone was crying because he seapered the men from the women. He also said he burned some babies and liked it. Well thats about all today that I have to right about and don't care what my husband does.

David Gasnik- Natzi Guard Wife 10/23/08 Today my husband said that he was going to move some jews. I really hate jews. I can't wait till they are all dead. Any way he said that he was moving some jews and it would take 4 hours to do that. So he was going to be tired when he got home today. So I have to make him a good dinner. I hope he isn't to tired. Well thats all I gave for today.

dane nelson -father 10/27/08 scared for all in my family have been to worried to talk about it. so much death surounds me can't stand it for long each day. all old, sick, young are dead. my only hope is that my family can live through this.