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      <title>Night by Nathan Vass</title>
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      <description>Nathan, Conner, Bethany, Katlyn</description>
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      <pubDate>2016-04-04 14:29:01 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Self-Preservation vs. Family Commitment </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"I Soon forgot him, I began to think of myself again." Pg.86</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-04-04 14:35:46 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Dignity in the Face of Inhuman Cruelty</title>
         <author>na041100</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"My father’s view was that it was not all bleak, or perhaps he just did not want to discourage the others, to throw salt on their wounds"</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Struggle to Maintain Faith </title>
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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?" page 33.&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-04-04 14:39:38 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Self-Preservation vs. Family Commitment</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"I spent my days in total idleness. With only one desire: to eat. I no longer thought of my father, or my mother. From time to time, I would dream, but only about soup,and extra ration of soup." Pg.113</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-04-04 14:42:23 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Struggle to Maintain Faith</title>
         <author>be060400</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Never should I forget those flames that consumed my faith forever." page 34.&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-04-04 14:43:51 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Struggle to Maintain Faith </title>
         <author>be060400</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/na041100/werk/wish/103915382</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Some of the men spoke of God: His mysterious ways, the sins of the Jewish people, and the redemption to come. As for me, I had ceased to pray. I concurred with Job! I was nit denying His existence, but I doubted His absolute justice." page 45.&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-04-04 14:44:35 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Emotional Death </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"You don't understand," he said in despair. "You cannot understand. I was saved miraculously. I succeeded in coming back. Where did I get my strength? I wanted to return to Sighet to describe to you my death so that you might ready yourselves while there is still time. Life? I no longer care to live. I am alone. But I wanted to come back to warn you. Only no one is listening to me …" Page. 37-38</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Self- Preservation vs Family Commitment</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"The instincts of self-preservation, of self-defense, of pride, had all deserted us. In one terrifying moment of lucidity, I thought of us as damned souls wandering through the void, souls condemned to wander through space until the end of time, seeking redemption, seeking oblivion, without any hope of finding either." Pg.36</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-04-04 14:46:45 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Dignity in the Face of Inhuman Cruelty</title>
         <author>na041100</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/na041100/werk/wish/103917670</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"You don't understand," he said in despair. "You cannot understand. I was saved miraculously. I succeeded in coming back. Where did I get my strength? I wanted to return to Sighet to describe to you my death so that you might ready yourselves while there is still time. Life? I no longer care to live. I am alone. But I wanted to come back to warn you."<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-04-04 14:52:15 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Emothional Death</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"The night was gone. The morning star was shining in the sky. I too had become a completely different person. The student of the Talmud, the child that I was, had been consumed in the flames... A dark flame had entered my soul and devoured it." Page 34</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-04-05 02:44:16 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Emotional Death</title>
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         <link>https://padlet.com/na041100/werk/wish/104039443</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"<em>Never shall I forget that night, the first night in camp, which has turned my life into one long night, seven times cursed and seven times sealed....Never shall I forget those moments which murdered my God and my soul and turned my dreams to dust. Never shall I forget these things, even if I am condemned to live as long as God Himself. Never." Page 32</em></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-04-05 02:46:37 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Self- Preservation vs. Family Commitment</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>My whole desire to live became concentrated in my nails. I scratched, I fought for a breath of air. I tore at decaying flesh that did not respond. I could not free myself of that mass weighing down on my chest. Who knows? Was I struggling with a dead man?”&nbsp; Pg. 94</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-04-05 13:24:54 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Self- Preservation vs Family Commitment </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>“God knows what I would have given to be able to sleep a few moments. But deep inside, I knew that to sleep meant to die. And something in me rebelled against that death.” Pg. 89</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-04-05 13:25:47 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Self-Preservation vs Family Commitment&amp;nbsp;</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"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.” Pg. 91</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-04-05 13:28:55 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Dignity in the Face of Inhuman Cruelty</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Infants were tossed into the air and used as targets for the machine guns" - pg </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-04-05 13:46:10 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Struggle to Maintain Faith </title>
         <author>be060400</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/na041100/werk/wish/104124856</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Why, but why would I bless Him? Every fiber in me rebelled. Because He caused thousands of children to burn in His mass graves? Because He kept six crematoria working day and night, including Sabbath and the Holy Days?..." page 67.&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Self Preservation vs. Family Commitment</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>My father wouldn’t hear of it. He told me and my big sisters, "If you wish, go there. I shall stay here with your mother and the little on" Pg.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-04-05 14:06:58 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Emotional Death</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"One day I was able to get up, after gathering all my strength. I wanted to see myself in the mirror hanging on the opposite wall. I had not seen myself since the ghetto. From the depths of the mirror, a corpse gazed back at me. The look in his eyes, as they stared into mine, has never left me." Page 109</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-04-05 14:07:06 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Struggle to Maintain Faith </title>
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         <link>https://padlet.com/na041100/werk/wish/104132340</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"And in spite of myself, a prayer formed inside me, a prayer to this God in whom I no longer believed." page 91.&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-04-05 14:09:51 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Dignity in the Face of Inhuman Cruelty </title>
         <author>na041100</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>In front of us, those flames. In the air, the smell of burning flesh. It must have been about midnight. We had arrived. In Birkenau.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-04-05 14:10:20 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Struggle to Maintain Faith </title>
         <author>be060400</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/na041100/werk/wish/104132833</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"How we would have liked to believe that. We pretended, for what if one of us still did believe?" page&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-04-05 14:11:13 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Dignity in the Face of Inhuman Cruelty</title>
         <author>na041100</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Remember," he went on. "Remember it always, let it be graven in your memories. You are in Auschwitz. And Auschwitz is not a convalescent home. It is a concentration camp. Here, you must work. If you don’t you will go straight to the chimney. To the crematorium. Work or the crematorium—the choice is yours.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-04-05 14:12:43 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Dignity in the Face of Inhuman Cruelty</title>
         <author>na041100</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/na041100/werk/wish/104133515</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Open rooms everywhere. Gaping doors and windows looked out into the void. It all belonged to everyone since it no longer belonged to anyone. It was there for the taking. An open tomb."</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-04-05 14:13:30 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Self- Preservation vs Family Commitment</title>
         <author>co031000</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"We were incapable of thinking. Our senses were numbed, everything was fading into a fog. We no longer clung to anything. The instincts of self-preservation, of self-defense, of pride, had all deserted us”&nbsp; Pg. 36</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-04-06 13:36:15 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Self-Preservation vs Family Commitment</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>My father was crying. It was the first time I saw him cry. I had never thought it possible. As for my mother, she was walking, her face a mask, without a word, deep in thought. I looked at my little sister, Tzipora, her blond hair neatly combed, her red coat over her arm: a little girl of seven. On her back a bag too heavy for her. She was clenching her teeth; she already knew it was useless to complain. Here and there, the police were lashing out with their clubs. "Faster!" I had no strength left. The journey had just begun and I already felt so weak. Pg. 19</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Self- Preservation vs Family Commitment</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>My hand tightened its grip on my father. All I could think of was not to lose him. Not to remain alone. Pg. 30.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-04-06 14:21:42 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>He was weeping with joy. He would have liked to stay longer, to learn more details, to soak up the good news, but an SS was heading in our direction and he had to go, telling us that he would come back the next day.&nbsp; Pg.44</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-04-06 14:23:43 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Not far from us, flames, huge flames, were rising from a ditch. Something was being burned there. A truck drew close and unloaded its hold: small children. Babies! Yes, I did see this with my own eyes … children thrown into the flames.&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Then came the march past the victims. The two men were no longer alive. Their tongues were hanging out, swollen and bluish. But the third rope was still moving: the child, too light, was still breathing&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Listen carefully to what I am about to tell you." For the first time, his voice quivered. "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!"&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Death enveloped me, it suffocated me. It stuck to me like glue. I felt I could touch it. The idea of dying, of ceasing to be, began to fascinate me. To no longer exist. To no longer feel the excruciating pain of my foot. To no longer feel anything, neither fatigue, nor cold, nothing. To break rank, to let myself slide to the side of the road&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-04-06 14:32:54 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>One day when I was able to get up, I decided to look at myself in the mirror on the opposite wall. I had not seen myself since the ghetto.</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Struggle to Maintain Faith </title>
         <author>be060400</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/na041100/werk/wish/104370987</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Moishe was not the same. The joy in his eyes was gone. He no longer sang. He no longer mentioned either God or Kabbalah. He spoke only of what he had seen." page 7.&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-04-06 14:38:02 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Struggle to Maintain Faith </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"For God’s sake, where is God?"<br><br>And from within me, I heard a voice answer:<br><br>"Where He is? This is where—hanging here from this gallows …" page 65.&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Struggle to Maintain Faith </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"What are You, my God? I thought angrily. How do You compare to this stricken mass gathered to affirm to You their faith, their anger, their defiance? What does Your grandeur mean, Master of the Universe, in the face of all this cowardice, this decay, and this misery? Why do you go on troubling these poor people’s wounded minds, their ailing bodies?" page 66.&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Struggle to Maintain Faith </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"My eyes had opened and I was alone, terribly alone in a world without God, without man. Without love or mercy. I was nothing but ashes now, but I felt myself to be stronger than this Almighty to whom my life had been bound for so long. In the midst of these men assembled for prayer, I felt like an observer, a stranger." page 68.&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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