In chapters 6-9, the Jews have given up almost completely in having faith in their God and rarely pray anymore. The realization of death is evident, people are dying daily, hourly, there’s no end to the pain and hunger these prisoners feel. Every man for himself is the moto being played out in these camps. Once they evacuated from Birkenau they had to take a long journey to the new camp called Buchenwald. It would prove to be a life defying journey as many prisoners would have lost their lives, no food or water and only living off the snow on the ground. Survival had become the only way of life at this point, just to make it to the next camp alive in hopes food, water and sleep would be waiting. To calm one’s pain of hunger one would kill their own father just for a crumb of
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All he could do now was be there for his father and help hi be as comfortable as possible till the end came. The doctor had given Wiesel advice and thought about it good and hard. “I listened to him without interrupting. He was right, I thought deep down. Not daring to admit it to myself. Too late to save your old father…You could have two rations of bread, two rations of soup…” (pg111) Wiesel couldn’t do it he loved his father and couldn’t allow him to suffer, so he went and got soup for him but his father was refusing to eat all he wanted was water. Eliezer was moaning in pain as many prisoners were and unable to control the pain officers would come along and beat the old man until he was quiet but that he wasn’t and the SS would continue to beat him. It was time to sleep and when Wiesel woke the next morning he woke to his father gone he must have died during the night. “No prayers were said over his tomb. No candle lit in his memory. His last word had been my name. He had called out to me and I had not answered.”
All he could do now was be there for his father and help hi be as comfortable as possible till the end came. The doctor had given Wiesel advice and thought about it good and hard. “I listened to him without interrupting. He was right, I thought deep down. Not daring to admit it to myself. Too late to save your old father…You could have two rations of bread, two rations of soup…” (pg111) Wiesel couldn’t do it he loved his father and couldn’t allow him to suffer, so he went and got soup for him but his father was refusing to eat all he wanted was water. Eliezer was moaning in pain as many prisoners were and unable to control the pain officers would come along and beat the old man until he was quiet but that he wasn’t and the SS would continue to beat him. It was time to sleep and when Wiesel woke the next morning he woke to his father gone he must have died during the night. “No prayers were said over his tomb. No candle lit in his memory. His last word had been my name. He had called out to me and I had not answered.”