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" We were quite used to this kind of rumor. It wasn’t the first time that false prophets announced to us: peace-in-the-world, the-Red-Cross-negotiating-our-liberation, or other fables … And often we would believe them … It was like an injection of morphine."

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"I have more faith in Hitler than in anyone else. He alone has kept his promises, all his promises, to the Jewish people."

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"In a few moments, selection will take place. You will have to undress completely. Then you will go, one by one, before the SS doctors. I hope you will all pass. But you must try to increase your chances. Before you go into the next room, try to move your limbs, give yourself some color. Don’t walk slowly, run! Run as if you had the devil at your heels! Don’t look at the SS. Run, straight in front of you!"

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why would he only keep promises to the jewish? why not other people why just them ? why not other races of people ? he only keept his promises to the jews.

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He [Rabbi Eliahu] had already gone through the door when I remembered that I had noticed his son running beside me. I had forgotten and so had not mentioned it to Rabbi Eliahu!

But then I remembered something else: his son had seen him losing ground, sliding back to the rear of the column. He had seen him. And he had continued to run in front, letting the distance between them become greater.

A terrible thought crossed my mind: What if he had wanted to be rid of his father? He had felt his father growing weaker and, believing that the end was near, had thought by this separation to free himself of a burden that could diminish his own chance for survival.

It was good that I had forgotten all that. And I was glad that Rabbi Eliahu continued to search for his beloved son.

And in spite of myself, a prayer formed inside me, a prayer to this God in whom I no longer believed.

"Oh God, Master of the Universe, give me the strength never to do what Rabbi Eliahu’s son has done."

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why would the son want to try and survive by himself ? why does he feel conflict within himself ? why would he think that his father wanted to kill him or get rid of him?

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I was putting one foot in front of the other, like a machine. I was dragging this emaciated body that was still such a weight. If only I could have shed it! Though I tried to put it out of my mind, I couldn’t help thinking that there were two of us: my body and I. And I hated that body.

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i can connect with this because some people would want to leave their body because they dont like or for some other stuff but they would want to leave it and go to another body

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people still do this they say something and all the people believe it not knowing what it means or what it is they just believe it cause they see other people doing it or they just go with it.

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"Meir, my little Meir! Don’t you recognize me … You’re killing your father … I have bread … for you too … for you too …"

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i think in this he is trying to say that people would give them stuff or try to share with them with the stuff that they have so they can live.

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from the depths of the mirror gave back at me the look at his eyes as they stared back at mine