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      <title>Night: Chapter 5-9 Quotes/Commentary by Daniel Ramirez-147003836</title>
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      <pubDate>2018-05-09 18:37:31 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Quote: &quot;The head of the block suddenly remembered that he  had forgotten to clean out the block. He ordered four prisoners to wash the wooden floor....An hour before leaving the camp! Why? For whom?&quot;  </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><strong>Questioning: Why did they clean the block? There was no point since they weren't coming back? Or are they going some other camp to stay put and return?&nbsp;</strong></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-05-09 18:43:10 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Quote: &quot;It scarcely mattered now that the work was hard. The essential thing was to be far away as possible from the block, from the crucible of death, from the center of hell.&quot;</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><strong>Interpret: Elie explains that since the work is rough, it feels like it wasn't real life. Like he was working in hell. He couldn't deal with the hard work as he grew very exhausted. </strong></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-05-11 18:15:45 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Quote: &quot;Where there still miracles on this earth? He was alive. He had escaped the second selection. He had been able to prove that he was still useful....I gave him back his knife and spoon&quot;</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><strong>Connection: Leaving someone you've desired and not knowing if you're going to see them again is rough. You just hope that one day you'll be able to see them again. Especially with family, because family always ha each others back. No one wants to lose anyone they desire. </strong></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-05-11 18:31:47 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Quote: &quot;I was putting one foot in front of the other mechanically. I was dragging with me this skeletal body which weighed so much. If only I could get rid of it! In spite of my efforts not to think about it, I could feel myself as two entities-my body and me. I hated it&quot;</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><strong>Questioning: Where were they running to? Why were they running anyways? They were running 40 miles to stop at a broken town? Was there a war going to happen? If so, were they trying to avoid it?</strong></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-05-17 17:57:35 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Quote: &quot;We were outside. The icy wind stung my face. I bit my lips continually to prevent them from freezing. Around me everything was dancing a dance of death. It made my head reel. I was walking in a cemetery, among stiffened corpses logs of wood.&quot;</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><strong>Interpret: Elie is saying that when he was in the broken town, everything was dead, meaning no longer existing. He was walking what used to be a lively town, which is a cemetery. And, the dead bodies on the ground, were logs of wood because they were frozen. </strong></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-05-17 18:05:57 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Quote: &quot;These thoughts had taken up a brief space of time, during which I had gone running without feeling my throbbing foot, without realizing that I was running, without being conscious that I owned a body galloping there on the road in the midst of so many thousands of others.&quot;</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><strong>Connection: I can connect to this personally. Doing so much work could be tiring, and you could start to feel pain. Since you're doing so much constantly, the pain goes away and you don't feel it. </strong></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-05-17 18:12:01 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Quote: &quot;I did not weep, and it pained me that I could not weep. But I had no more tears. An in the depths of my being, in the recesses of weakened conscience, could I have searched it, I might perhaps have found something like--free at last!&quot;</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><strong>Connection: Losing someone or somethingisn't easy to handle, so we cry. Crying makes us feel somewhat more relieved. </strong><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-05-24 18:37:21 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Quote: &quot;From the depths of the mirror, a corpse gazed back at me. This look in his eyes, as they stared into mine, has never left me.&#39;</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><strong>Interpret:&nbsp;As he looks into the mirror, he sees a pair of eyes, that are his. He looks into the mirror at himself. He wasn't dreaming, everything that he has gone through was real. He lost </strong></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-05-24 18:46:25 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;I knew that he must not drink. But he pleaded with me for so long that I gave in. Water was the worst poison he could have, but what else could I do for him?&quot;</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><strong>Questioning: Why did Elie not want to give his father water in the first place? If he was going to pass, why did Elie still care about him when he wanted him gone? Since Elie knew it was his fathers time, why does it matter if he receives water?<br><br>&nbsp;</strong></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-05-30 18:19:23 UTC</pubDate>
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