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      <title>A1 Examples of Rhetorical Devices in Night  by gretchengriffith</title>
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      <pubDate>2019-03-14 12:25:43 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Emma Burrows</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"We can't let them kill us like that, like cattle in the slaughterhouse. We must revolt."(Weisel, 31) This is an example of a similie</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-03-15 13:26:31 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Jason Vera &amp; Emma Burrows</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Two lambs with hundreds of wolves lying in wait for them. Two lambs without a shepherd, free for the taking." page 59</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Triston Amparo</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>pg 49. "You...You...you..." They pointed their fingers, the way one might choose cattle, or merchandise." This is an example of a simile</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Zoe Hubert</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>This book uses metanoia when the guard says “You are Auschwitz. And Auschwitz is not a convalescent home. It is a concentration camp”. This shows that they are not in just any camp, rather the worst camp possible. (page 38)</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Hannah Silton</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>pg 38.  “He looked at us as one would a pack of leprous dogs clinging to life” </div>]]></description>
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         <title>Umar Khwaja</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"He threw himself on me like a wild beast" Pg. 53 -Elie Wiesel <br>Similie</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Carly Muffley</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"that night, the soup tasted of corpses." pg 65 this is an example of a hyperbole</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Matthew Petras</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"He had succeeded. Jealousy devoured us, consumed us. We never thought to admire him. Poor hero committing suicide for a ration or two of soup... In our minds, he was already dead." pg.59<br><br>This could be alluding to the extreme hunger that they all feel, or be a form of Anaphora as a common idea is repeated several times in the same sentence.</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Ethan Thomas</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"They pointed fingers, the way one might choose cattle, or merchandise." (49) Metonym<br>"I wanted to run away, but my feet were nailed to the floor." (Weisel, 57) Hyperbole<br>"I suffer hell in my soul and my flesh" (Weisel, 77) Hyperbole<br><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <title>Jason Le</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"I was nothing but a body. Perhaps even less: a famished stomach." Pg.52</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-03-15 13:33:45 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Katy Acevedo</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"She was smiling her mournful smile as she slipped me a crust of bread. She looked straight into my eyes. I knew she wanted to talk to me but that she was paralyzed with fear." this is an example of a simile.</div>]]></description>
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         <title>marley shaver</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"we can't let them kill us like that, like cattle in a slaughterhouse."<br>Analogy, pg 31</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-03-15 13:34:00 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Brooke Naugle</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"He looked at us as one would a pack of leprous dogs clinging to life." -simile</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Jessica Yeung</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Analogy: "We were withered trees in the heart of the desert," (Wiesel, 37)<br>Anaphora: "Never shall I forget that smoke. Never shall I forget the small faces of the children whose bodies I saw transformed into smoke under a silent sky. Never shall I forgot those flames that consumed by faith forever," (Wiesel, 34)</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Katie Ritz</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The author uses a simile when he says, "He threw himself on me like a wild beast.." (pg.53)<br>The author uses a metaphor when he says, "We were withered trees in the heart of the desert" (pg.37)</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Emily Stoner</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"He threw himself on me like a wild beast..." - simile pg. 53<br>"We can't let them kill us...like cattle in a slaughterhouse." - simile pg. 31</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-03-15 13:36:02 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>angelina</title>
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         <link>https://padlet.com/gretchen_griffith/6pehm48n5ear/wish/341747548</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"My head was buzzing; the same thought surfacing over and over: not to be separated from my father." (Metaphor, pg 35</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-03-15 13:36:49 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Emalee Hood</title>
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         <link>https://padlet.com/gretchen_griffith/6pehm48n5ear/wish/341748701</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"He threw himself at me like a wild beast..." (Wiesel, 53)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-03-15 13:39:19 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Skylar Mullen</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"A royal feast going to waste! Supreme temptation! Hundreds of eyes were looking at them, shining with desire." (pg.59)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-03-15 13:40:27 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Arielle Kauffman</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Blessed be the God's name?..... All the earth and universe are God's!" pg 67</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Jason Vera</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"We were withered trees in the heart of the desert." page 37. metaphor</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-03-15 13:47:37 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Jeremy Corso</title>
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         <link>https://padlet.com/gretchen_griffith/6pehm48n5ear/wish/341752765</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"At first my father simply doubled over under the blows, but then he seemed to break in two like an old tree struck by lightning." (Wiesel, 54)</div>]]></description>
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         <title>angelina</title>
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         <link>https://padlet.com/gretchen_griffith/6pehm48n5ear/wish/341755944</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Two lambs with hundreds of wolves lying in wait for them.Two lambs without a shepherd free for the taking. But who would dare?(pg 59, Metaphor)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-03-15 13:54:19 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Bekah Knox</title>
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         <link>https://padlet.com/gretchen_griffith/6pehm48n5ear/wish/341757737</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"My feet were running on their own. I tried to protect myself from the blows by hiding behind others. It was spring. The sun was shining. <br>pg. 40  </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-03-15 13:58:00 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Skylar Mullen</title>
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         <link>https://padlet.com/gretchen_griffith/6pehm48n5ear/wish/341765427</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div> “The student of Talmud, the child I was, had been consumed by flames. My soul had been invaded-and devoured- by a black flame.” (pg.37) </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-03-15 14:12:48 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Emily Stoner (66-85)</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Amplification- "And every week, selection. A merciless selection." (pg 70) <br>-"He had already been through all the slaughterhouses, all the factories of death." (pg 71)<br><br>Hyperbole- "I suffer hell in my soul and my flesh." (pg 77)<br>"I'm neither a sage nor just a man. I'm not a saint. I'm a simple creature of flesh and bone." (pg 76)</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Brooke Naugle</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div> “They pointed their fingers, the way one might choose cattle, or merchandise.”- Metaphor (Wiesel 49) </div>]]></description>
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         <title>Jason Le</title>
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         <link>https://padlet.com/gretchen_griffith/6pehm48n5ear/wish/342802277</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Thousands of lips repeated the benediction, bent over like trees in a storm." Simile, pg.67</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-03-19 12:20:00 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Jason Vera</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Deep inside me, I felt a great void opening." page 69 metaphor</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-03-19 12:21:25 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Katy Acevedo (pg.</title>
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         <pubDate>2019-03-19 12:21:33 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>angelina</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"The camp had become a hive"( Metaphor ,pg 81)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-03-19 12:22:37 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Matthew Petras</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"And I nibbled on my crust of bread.<br>Deep inside me, I felt a great void opening." (Night, pg 69) Hyperbole<br><br>"The SS offered us a beautiful present for the new year." (Night, pg 69)  Oxymoron, draws attention and interest.<br><br>"What are we going to do?...My father didn't answer. What are we going to do? He was lost in thought...Well Father, what do we do?" (Night, pg 82) Amplification.<br><br>"The last night in Buna. Once more, the last night. the last night at home, the last night in the ghetto, the last night in the cattle car, and, now, the last night in Buna." (Night, pg 83) Amplification</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Katy Acevedo (pg 66)</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Why do you go on troubling these poor people's wounded minds, their ailing bodies?" this is an example of  <strong>Anaphora</strong> </div>]]></description>
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         <title>Umar Khwaja</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"When you were displeased by Noah's generation, you brought down the flood. When Sodom lost your favor, you caused the heavens to rain down fire"<br>-Elie, Pg. 68<br>Anaphora</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-03-19 12:27:04 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Bekah Knox</title>
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         <link>https://padlet.com/gretchen_griffith/6pehm48n5ear/wish/342807118</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"...And often we would believe them...it was like an injection of morphine."<br>pg. 80 <br>simile</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-03-19 12:29:25 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Zoe Hubert</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Because in His great might, He had created Auschwitz, Birkenau, Buna, and so many more factories of death?" Page 67. <strong>Enumeratio, </strong>makes a point with details. <br><br>"Blessed be Thou, Almighty, Master of the Universe, who chose us among all nations to be tortured day and night, to watch as our fathers, our mothers, our brothers end up in the furnaces?" Page 67. <strong>Appositive, </strong>places a noun or noun phrase next to another noun for descriptive purposes. </div>]]></description>
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         <title>Triston Amparo</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Deep inside me, I felt a great void opening." pg 69. Metaphor</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Ethan Harjes</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"We were withered trees in the heart of the desert." Page 37</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Rebecca Ragan</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>pg 78 - "Next to me lay a Hungarian Jew suffering from dysentery. He was skin and bones, his eyes were dead." Example of Enumeratio.<br>pg 84 - "The gates of the camp opened. It seemed as though an even darker night was waiting for us on the other side." Example of Metaphor.</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Jessica Yeung</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><strong>Parallelism</strong>: “You are too skinny, you are too weak...” (Wiesel, 72) <br> <strong>Epanalepsis: “</strong>He was going to remain alone, so alone...” (Wiesel, 75) </div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>“I looked up at my father’s face, trying to glimpse a smile or something like it on his stricken face. But there was nothing. Not the shadow of an expression. Defeat.” (Wiesel, 69)</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"I was nothing but ashes now." (Wiesel, 68)</div>]]></description>
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