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**Pages 63-80**
•Ringing bell signaling night time. •Selection: Singling out the weaklings. •Selected several Jews, including Elie's dad. •Gave Jews no work and a slightly thicker soup on Christmas (possibly to make them convert). •Evacuating the Jews in Buna.
 * Germans' attempts to control things**

•Deciding whether to fast. •Head of camp giving advice for making it through selection. •Yossi, Tibi and Elie sticking together to remain strong. •Advising Elie to leave the hospital ASAP. •Elie and his father leave Buna. •They wore as much clothing as possible so that they would keep warm from the snow.
 * Jews' attempts to control things**

These Jews sure were determined to take order and control in the camp. They didn't want to take what the Germans wanted. They were going to lead their own lives. Often times, they did things to try and escape death, and many times, they were successful. It's incredible how determined so many of them became, after many of them lost faith in God and were on the brink of death.
 * My Reactions:**

__pages 81 – 109__ **(due Friday 5/16)**

**Powerful Quotations**
•pg. 81 "Their fingers on the triggers, they did not did not deprive themselves of this pleasure. If one of us stopped for a second, a sharp shot finished off another filthy son of a bitch." •pg. 81 "In spite of my efforts not to think about it, I could feel myself as two entities–my body and me." •pg. 82 "Death wrapped itself around me till I was stifled. It stuck to me. I felt that I could touch it. The idea of dying, of no longer being, began to fascinate me. Not to exist any longer. Not to feel the horrible pains in my foot. Not to feel anything, neither weariness, nor cold, nor anything." •pg. 87 "His son had seen him losing ground, limping, staggering back to the rear of the column. He had seen him. And he continued to run on in front, letting the distance between them grow greater." •pg. 90 "I could hear only the violin, and it was as if Juliek's soul were on the bow. He was playing his life. The whole life was gliding on the strings--his lost hopes, his charred past, his extinguished future. He played as he would never play again." •pg. 93 (When Elie thinks his father may be dead.) "My mind was invaded suddenly by this realization--there was no more reason to live, no more reason to struggle." •pg. 96 "He had a bit of bread under his shirt. . . Felled to the ground, stunned with blows, the old man cried: 'Meir. Meir, my boy! Don't you recognize me? I'm your father. . .you're hurting me. . . you're killing your father! I've got some bread. . . for you too. . .for you too. . . .' He collapsed. His fist was still clenched around a small piece. He tried to carry it to his mouth. But the other one threw himself upon him and snatched it. The old man. . . died amid the general indifference. His son searched him, took the bread, and began to devour it. He was not able to get very far. Two men had seen and hurled themselves upon him. Others joined in. When they withdrew, next to me were two corpses, side by side, the father and son." •pg. 96 "I was fifteen years old." •pg. 105 "I'm burning . . . why are you being so unkind to me, my son? Some water . . . ." •pg. 106 "They must have taken him away to the crematory. He may still have been breathing."