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      <title>B1: &quot;Night&quot; Quote Collection by Cindy Ung</title>
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      <description>Purpose: To prepare for your in-class written response. 

You will be pasting at least one quote (with page numbers) under an adjective. Which adjective makes a strong, relevant match with your quote?</description>
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      <pubDate>2021-03-06 20:29:17 UTC</pubDate>
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         <author>malcantara224</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Ten more steps. Eight.<br>Seven. We were walking slowly, as one follows a hearse, our own<br>funeral procession."  (Wiesel 33)</div>]]></description>
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         <title>hi</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div> “ “Mother is still a young woman," my father once said. "She must be in a labor camp. And Tzipora, she is a big girl now. She too must be in a c a m p ... "</div><div>How we would have liked to believe that. We pretended, for what if one of us still did believe?” (Wiesel 46).</div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <title>“In one terrifying moment of lucidity, I thought of us as damned souls wandering through the end of time, seeking redemption, seeking oblivion, without any hope of finding either.” (Wiesel 36).</title>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-08 17:03:53 UTC</pubDate>
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         <author>isingh022</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>“So many events had taken place in just a few hours that I had completely lost notion of time. When had we left our homes? And the ghetto? And the train? Only a week ago? One night? <em>One single night? </em>How long had we been standing in the freezing wind? One hour? A single hour? Sixty minutes? It must be a dream.” (Pg 37)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-08 17:03:56 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Elie&#39;s initial reaction after soldier strikes his father</title>
         <author>xbulatao244</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/cung13/uw6omungr6qptwmo/wish/1283238571</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Only yesterday, I would have dug my nails into this criminal's flesh," (Weisel 39).</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-08 17:04:03 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;What irony. Was there here a single place where one was NOT in danger of death?&quot; 40</title>
         <author>gmeridor096</author>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-08 17:04:10 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>“One more stab to the heart, one more reason to hate. One less reason to live.”page 109</title>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-08 17:04:12 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>May His name be celebrated and sanctified...&quot; whispered my father. For the first time, I felt anger rising within me. Why should I sanctify His name? The Almighty, the eternal and terrible Master of the Universe, chose to be silent. What was there to thank Him for?</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>page 33</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-08 17:04:18 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>“Only yesterday, I would have dug my nails into this criminal’s flesh. Had I changed that much? So fast? Remorse began to gnaw at me. All I could think was: I shall never forgive them for this.” (Wiesel 39)</title>
         <author></author>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-08 17:04:19 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;Here, you must work. If you don&#39;t you will go straight to the chimney. To the crematorium. Work or  crematorium--choice is yours.&quot; (Wiesel 39)</title>
         <author>lnguyen538</author>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-08 17:04:21 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>“The student of</div><div>Talmud, the child I was, had been consumed by the flames. All</div><div>that was left was a shape that resembled me. My soul had been</div><div>invaded—and devoured—by a black flame.</div><div>” (Wiesel #37).</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-08 17:04:34 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>“The Kapos were beating us again, but I no longer felt the pain.”</title>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-08 17:04:37 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title></title>
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         <link>https://padlet.com/cung13/uw6omungr6qptwmo/wish/1283243115</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>“Never shall I forget those things, even were I condemned to live as long as God Himself.” (Wiesel 34)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-08 17:04:49 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>“How we would have liked to believe that. We pretended, for what if one of us still did believe?” (Wiesel #46)</title>
         <author></author>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-08 17:05:00 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title></title>
         <author>isingh022</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/cung13/uw6omungr6qptwmo/wish/1283244213</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>“Never shall I forget those flames that consumed my faith forever. Never shall I forget the nocturnal silence that deprived me for all eternity of the desire to live. Never shall I forget those moments that murdered my God and my soul and turned my dreams to ashes” (Pg 34)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-08 17:05:00 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title></title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"I pinched myself: Was I still alive? Was I awake?...No. All this could not be real” (Wiesel 32)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-08 17:05:13 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>“I thanked God, in an improvised prayer, for having created mud in His infinite and wondrous universe.” (Wiesel 38)</title>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-08 17:05:17 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;How was it possible that men, women, and children were being burned and that the world kept silent?&quot;</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>(Wiesel 32)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-08 17:05:21 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title></title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>“That SS officer in the muddy barrack must have been lying: Auschwitz was, after all, a convalescent home…” (Wiesel 42)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-08 17:05:24 UTC</pubDate>
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         <author>malcantara224</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/cung13/uw6omungr6qptwmo/wish/1283246786</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Never shall I forget those moments that murdered my God<br>and my soul and turned my dreams to ashes." (Wiesel 34)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-08 17:05:25 UTC</pubDate>
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         <author>sset622</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/cung13/uw6omungr6qptwmo/wish/1283246827</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>“Only yesterday, I would have dug my nails into this criminal’s flesh. Had I changed that much? So fast?” (Wiesel 39).</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-08 17:05:26 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>“I pinched myself: Was I still alive? Was I awake? How was itpossible that men, women, and children were being burned andthat the world kept silent? No. All this could not be real. A night-mare perhaps…” (Wiesel 32)</title>
         <author>oireland596</author>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-08 17:05:26 UTC</pubDate>
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         <author>jmorris270</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Never shall I forget the small faces of the children whose bodies I saw transformed into smoke under a silent sky</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-08 17:05:29 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>“Our one goal was to avoid the transports, to stay here as long as possible.” (Wiesel #44).</title>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-08 17:05:31 UTC</pubDate>
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         <author>jmorris270</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Never shall I forget those flames that consumed my faith forever</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-08 17:06:14 UTC</pubDate>
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         <author>malcantara224</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"I watched darkness fade through the bluish skylights in the<br>roof. I no longer was afraid. I was overcome by fatigue." (Wiesel 36)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-08 17:06:28 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;Then, as if waking from a deep sleep, he slapped my father with such force that he fell down and then crawled back to his place on all fours.  I stood petrified.&quot; (Wiesel 39)</title>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-08 17:07:06 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"For the first time, I felt anger rising within me. Why should I sanctify His name? The Almighty, the eternal and terrible Master of the Universe, chose to be silent. What was there to thank Him for?" (Wiesel 33)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-08 17:07:33 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Take care of your son. He is very weak, very dehydrated.Take care of yourselves, you must avoid selection. Eat! Anything,anytime. Eat all you can. The weak don&#39;t last very long aroundhere... &quot;</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Ivan<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>“Men to the left! Women to the right. Eight words spoken quietly, indifferently, without emotion. Eight short, simple words. Yet that was the moment when I was parted from my mother.” (Wiesel 40).</div>]]></description>
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         <title>ashley g </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div> “Never shall I forget the nocturnal silence that deprived me for all eternity of the desire to live” (Wiesel 34).</div><div><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Never shall i forget those things even were I condemned to live as long as God Himself."(Wiesel 34)</div>]]></description>
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