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Assignment #1: The Preface of //Night//
 There are many reasons why Elie Wiesel wrote this sad story talking about the dread of the Holocaust. One reason to begin with is that he wanted to understand the terrible madness that erupted in the country during this significant time in history. Another reason he decided to write the book was because he says was to “leave behind a legacy of words, of memories, to help prevent history from repeating itself.” This basically means he does not want this event to happen again and wants them to learn from his story. Also he wants people to know that what he saw at a young age is not what people at his age at the time should being seeing and experiencing in real life. Elie Wiesel is worried that people will forget about the Holocaust and not really know how bad everything was for manly the Jews but also blacks, gypsies, and others who Hitler were against. People today were not living in the camps so they really have no idea how bad they were for these people. The book Night was written as a new translation of the old book because it is not as faithful and not as close and personal to the original book he wrote.

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Assignment #2: Figurative Language Poem
Nazi Officer Nazi Officer German and Hateful Yelling, Terrifying, and Demanding Like the blade of an angry executioner and as feared as the Devil A vicious murder of the innocent Killing 6 million Jewish souls

Assignment #3: Found Poem
**Father and Son ** A cultured man, rather unsentimental By day I studied Talmud We refused to be separated We gave thanks to G-d Stared at the flames in the darkness

My father holding my hand Not to lose him Not to remain alone Eighteen and Forty Beating him with an iron bar I kept silent A tearon my hand, Mine? His?

No longer in the same block as my father Body was completely twisted, shriveled Recorded his number The weak, to the left Switch over to the right He ’ s not dead! Not yet!

Childlike: weak, frightened, vulnerable Death that he had already chosen He could no longer listen Seeing the truth in all things Taken him to the crematorium I was out of tears Nothing mattered to me anymore.

Resources:
[|Eli Wiesel Image] [|Sell With Flcker] [|Devil] [|Swastika] [|Heart]