Thursday, February 7, 2008

   ---That night the soup tasted of corpses---
NIGHT. love the book. So sad.
Okie. I think everyone should read it. It's by Elie Wiesel and it's about the holocaust.

LITTLE SNIPET TO GET U INTERESTED:
"At the signal, the three chairs were tipped over. Total silence in the camp..."
"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...And so he remained for more than half an hour, lingering between life and death, writhing before our eyes. And we were forced to look at him at close range. He was still alive when I passed him. His tongue was still red, his eyes not yet extinguished.
Behind me, I heard the same man asking:
'For God's sake, where is God?'
And from within me, I heard a voice answer:
'Where He is? This is where--hanging here from this gallows..."
That night, the soup tasted of corpses." (pgs. 64-65)

This is my favorite part. It's really powerful and sad and it makes me think. (This book is true. Elie Wiesel really lived through this.)

****Kiya****
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