The Other Side of Me [English]: December 2008

religion:

Silence

p 37 Nobody dared raise his voice even though there was no guard around, we still whispered.

p. 14 Again, heavy silence
p 71 "Tibby was silent and very pale."
p 71 "Let's have a moment of quiet."
p 81'"They had diffuculty opening their mouths. All they could utter was a moment of evacuation."
p89 "Not a sound of distress, nothing but mass agony and silence."
p 94 "A silent death, suffication, no way to scream or call for help."
p 95 "Never before had I heard such a beautiful sound in such silence."
p 104 "I was so weary, that the silence left me indifferent."
p 111 All around me there was silence now.

Inhumanity

p. 6 They were forced to dig huge trenches. Infants were tossed in the air.
p. 37 In a few seconds, we had ceased to be men.
p. 31 You will be burned , burned to a cinder, turned to ashes.
p. 24 there were 80 of you in the car. If any of you go missing, you will be shot like dogs.
p 49 You You You, They pointed there fingers the way one might choose cattle or merchandise.
p53 He threw himself on me like a wild beast
p 54 he seemed to break in two like and old tree struck by lightning
p 54 and began beating him with an iron bar
p 97 the SS shoved us in, 100 per car.
p 96 a thick layer of snow was accumulating on our blankets
pg 101 in the wagon where the bread had landed

Father/Son relationship

p 32 were to he t have gone to the right, I would have run after him
p 44 My father told me, you musn't eat that all at once.
p48 I want to stay with my father.
p 54 he began beating him with the iron bar....i kept silent
p 39 My father had just been struck in front of me and I had not even blinked. I had watched and kept silent.
p. 19 My father was crying, it was the first time i saw him cry.
p 50 Frank the foreman...please sir, I would like to stay near my father.
p 35 My head was buzzing...not to be seperated from my father.
p 54 He began beating him with an iron bar and I felt angry.
p 112 free at last
p89 come father lets go back to the shed. we'll take turns, we won't let each other fall asleep.
p 99 I awoke from apathy. Father, father, wake up.
p 108 for a ration of bread i was able to exchange cots to be next to my father
p 104 I tightened my grip on my father's hand. the old familiar fear not to lose him.
p 113 since my father's death, nothing mattered.
p 91 He had already gone through the door when I remembered that I had noticed his son running beside me.
p 105 and I grabbed his arm and continued to moan.

Sunday, December 7, 2008