Publisher:New York, NY : Hill and Wang, a division of Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 2006.

Published: france in 1956

Author of the memoir Night and survivor of the Holocaust, Eliezer Wiesel was born on September 30, 1928. As a character, he began as very religous and humble, yet his personality takes a turn for the worst once he is placed with his family in a death camp, soon then ,suddenly seperated leaving him only with his father. As the character, the father was a well respected man in the community until ghettos and death camps that later made him look like a burden as well as nothingness in others eyes.The authors memoir Night was published in 1956 by Elizer Wiesel, the memoir consist of Wiesel's early life which includes horrific imagery, for instance his childhood. For example in first chapters in the book Night, our main character has studied his faith in order to become a rabbi, yet the transition from his home to the ghetto has him questioning it due to seeing no mercy from ss officers and no help from his god. This makes me feel afraid on how a faith in someone can be questioned with only being away from home.           

The memoir Night body was the struggles of the time he was under the imprisonment of the nazis. While being in the ghetto Eliezer went through the beginning of the hardships, eventually he reached a concentration camp where he lost empathy, his religion, his father, and after that, most of his willingness to live… It not only affected him but the rest of the prisoners around him. In chapter seven in the book Night, one prisoner, an old man had bread and soon after was killed by his own son for it.This makes me relook on the holocaust itself and makes me feel dread for all those who have not only died, but also survived watching people suffer.

In conclusion, the memoir Night distributed the authors last days in the camp and without his father. It also reflects on how his experiences made him who he is today, like his reaction and description on how hard it was to re-live his past,even as a child to young adult, as it shows in the final chapter how revenge and family still no longer mattered...the fight for survival rest even after freedom .

My Overall feeling and opinion on not just the conclusion but the book itself is amazed by the strength, sacrifice it took and the evil that is in humanity and ourselves as human beings.

https://prezi.com/ncasl0iibhez/night-by-elie-wiesel/

"Ibi Ginsburg- holocaust learning " WebMD, 19 May, 2017. http://holocaustlearning.org/survivors

"Portrait of a survivor" by dave cash

http://www.holocaustsurvivors.org/data.show.php?di=home&da=survivors&ke=5

"Elie Wiesel" by The Foundation For Humanity,

 http://www.eliewieselfoundation.org/eliewiesel.aspx

"My Story" By Iby Knill, 2009
http://ibyknill.co.uk/index/?page_id=21

Iby  Knill was born in 1923 in Czechoslovakia and lived with her mother while attending a high school that taught her the german language. In her third year she was transferred from the school because she was jewish and was later sent to Czech Grammar school. 

As a teenager she was soon again forced, but instead of her School it became her community and dignity. Leaving her home, she became embarrassed of the star on her clothes and ashamed by the rules she had been enforced upon, for instance the unavailability to sit at any bus transport. With all these problems others came to rise as ss officers started wandering the streets jews may have been targeted,but female jews were the main targets. Young jewish girls were in the streets being prostituted for the officers and soldiers. She moved to budapest in 1942 where she hid from all the discrimination and mistreatment but, she was soon later caught by the hungarian police and was sent to jail for a week. During her time in jail, the police was trying to gather information on her and later released her with her relatives.

Once she was settled ,she was again moved, but instead of relatives or a haven she can call home, she moved to one of the most known death camps…. Auschwitz. When she finally arrived she was greeted to men in striped pajamas opening the gates. Children were left behind on the train and women were separated from the men, men went to the right and women to the left. Later she learned about the deaths from the people that were left behind, as well as the suicides she witnessed, like one where a man kills himself by throwing his body at the electric gates. The reason for all these suicides were caused by the starvation and brutality. Iby on the other hand coped by talking about food and dreamt about something as simple as mashed potatoes. She soon left Auschwitz  when she volunteered for a labor transport. Iby arrived on September 1, 1944 where she arrived at a factory that made armory, but instead of working she was to work at a hospital due to her knowing of the german language. At the end of February she was ordered to evacuate the hospital and to tell the ill ,weak ,or labored to get in the wagons, as she was giving orders she encountered an officer killing a baby unknowingly, yet once he realized what he had done he had told Iby that he gave the mother a chance to live, because the mothers and their children would immediately be sent to death in the gas chambers.

In April 1945 she was released and later married Bert a british army officer. She then moved to England in March 1947 where she had two children.

In all her experience left her heartbroken but a purpose to tell her story in hopes people will learn from it.

Journal Entry pt.2

Its 1939 my life seems to be changing drastically. My friends and family are no longer with me; my name is Iby Knill and this is my story…

As  growing up I learned and been fascinated the german language, yet surprisingly I have been getting awful feedback once my life took a turn for the worst. I usually start finding my mom on the couch with my father with worryful look on their face. Later on I left my school and home. My new home was becoming more of a nightmare since I was never granted the same rights as certain other kids and had to obey laws like having to wear a star that made me feel belittled. Other girls were going through the same thing except i got lucky, because I wasn't caught into prostitution or stolen for ransom. Once I was old enough I escaped the community and went to Budapest only taking a basket of a few belongings. After a month or so I found myself arrested for escaping. One week after probation I was released with some of my relatives , until once again having to move, although the place i was going to was Auschwitz… a death camp.

 There nobody seemed happy. Food was scarce,supplies were limited, and deaths were endless. Some committed suicide like my friend Albaz, he was the sensitive type and couldn't handle anymore beatings, I myself was feeling the same way until I slowed  my temptation with my dreams of food as simple as mashed potatoes even broccoli. Later I found my opportunity for survival, I volunteered as a labor transport and figured if I was going to live I needed to get out of Auschwitz.

I then arrived to my new destination on September 1, 1944. I then worked at a hospital, being bilingual gave me a better advantage although I was left to see people come and go yet, I remained emotionless being used to all the experiences at the death camp. One event in my days of working did stand out to me… It was the day patients were evacuated into wagons. It was towards the end of February when I received orders to evacuate the hospital and was to lead patients out of the building out on the wagons.

One patient in particular, a mother of a young infant I helped was boarded onto the wagon where she lost her baby to an officer that killed the child. He whispered in my ear saying he saved the woman's life, since all those who were weak,ill,or bared children were immediately killed. As I stood in shock I couldn't believe what I heard accepted but for what it is.

In the spring of 1947 I was released from the hospital and given a new life with my husband Bert and two children. Today I tell my story and teaching youth of the remembrance of those who were lost in the Holocaust.