Sweet Dreams Everyonee :)?

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Of Too Bed Now... After A Long Long Day.... ;).

Will Give Best Answer To The Longest Coment :) lOl, So Make Em Long ;) And Not Borin :)

Haha Night

:)x

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its very very wierd where i live its like the middle of the day and like where do u live?...................................... cant think of anything to say sorry its going to be very boring..................................... dreams have a good night...................................... let the bed bugs bite....................................... this im going to play....................................... band....................................... fun huh?....................................... sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... board...................................... answer please..................................... want to become a level two really bad........................................ sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... desperate.................................. want to do the thombs up and down thing...................................... r u going to do tomarrow..........?........................ best answer..................................... not to be borin your probably yawning right now........................................ if ur not tired...................................... to be level 2!!!~!~!~!~!............................... determained................................ help me to be level 2!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!~!..................... i got to go play rock band have a very very very very very very very very very very very good night without and nightmares or bed bug bites or masquito bites......................................

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OOOOhhhhhh i hope u had sweet dreams... if i made this long then yes it would be boring but i do wanna say dont work too hard tomorrow after working sooooo hard yesterday... have a beautiful day!!!

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Here's a weird dream I had last week! I even wrote it down so I'd remember it! I only remember a fragment of it, though. I was in some debate/mild argument with Meredith Peters, a.k.a. "The Hook Lady", a bizarre minor character on the TV series Boston Public. She was ranting about "sinners", and how anyone who didn't follow her religion was sinful. Oddly, I'm not even sure WHAT her religion was! But she was very zealous about it, and in her sanctimonious condemnation of others. :( :( Oh, and crazily enough, she also felt that people who watched SpongeBob SquarePants were sinners! LOL!

I told her I did not consider myself a sinner, and she looked me in the eye and hissed "liar!" It was horrid! So I gave her a piece of my mind! I told her that if anyone deserves to be called a sinner (not that I even believe in or use that term), it would be murderers, rapists, child abusers, and maybe also people who chat on their spouses. It would NOT be folks who happen to follow other religions (or no religion at all), and it sure as h**l wouldn't be people who watch SpongeBob! Sorry, but I don't recall how the dream ended. I just remember I felt aggro when I woke up! *chuckle*

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Konbanwa ^-^

nyt nyt

sweet dreams

have a good one

dnt let the bed bugs bite

hey mr sandman

urrr

lol

x

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WhatDoesntKillYouMakesYouStranger- How would you know what time it is over there. It could be around 8, and you wouldn't even know it. And really what was the point of this? This wasn't a question. But at least Im gonna make points.

=]

But goodnight anyways.

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sorry mine is short but sweet dreams to ya anyways ;-)

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realize that your dreams are unique. No other individual can have your background, your emotions, or your experiences. Every dream is connected with your own "reality". Thus, in interpreting your dreams, it

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is important to draw from your personal life and experiences.

Remember that a dream unifies the body, mind, and spirit. It provides you with insight into ourselves and a means for self-exploration. In understanding your dreams, you will have a better understanding and discovery of your true self.

What is the average amount of dreams a person usually has in one night?

The average person has about 3 to 5 dreams per night, but some may have up to 7 dreams in one night. The dreams tend to last longer as the night progresses. During a full 8-hour night sleep, two hours of it is spent dreaming.

Please tell me is it unusual for an individual to have multiple dreams during the course of one night's sleep? Is this normal? I normally dream two or three dreams in one night.

It is not at all unusual for a person to have more than one dream per night. In fact, it is perfectly normal! The trick is remembering all your dreams. Some people have trouble remembering one single dr

Answer 2

me!!! says:

ohh thats kinda weird

cindy says:

i know

cindy says:

but uh

cindy says:

haha

me!!! says:

yeah

me!!! says:

im watching a show and these penguins were being mean to eachother

cindy says:

haha

cindy says:

you always watch g*y shows

Answer 3

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Answer 4

THANKS!~

Answer 5

Nighty Night even though its only 7 25 pm here =P

Answer 6

Konbanwa ^-^

nyt nyt

sweet dreams

have a good one

dnt let the bed bugs bite

hey mr sandman

urrr

lol

x

Answer 7

wow you go to bed early....it's only like 4:30 pm...

Answer 8

A daring idea and the determination to make it succeed helped Charles Goodnight become one of the most prosperous cattlemen in the American West.

Goodnight was born in 1836 in Macoupin County, Illinois, but moved to Texas at ten years of age with his mother and stepfather. Ten years later, he entered the cattle business on the northwest Texas frontier, where he also served with the local militia in their long-running battle against Comanche raiders. Goodnight joined the Texas Rangers in 1857 and fought for the Confederacy in the Civil War.

At the war's end, Goodnight returned to Texas and joined in "making the gather" -- a near state-wide round-up of cattle that had roamed free during the four long years of war. Having recovered his herd, however, Goodnight now faced the problem of bringing it to market somewhere outside the war-ravaged South. He decided to head west, toward New Mexico and Colorado, despite the fact that getting there would mean driving the herd across a waterless stretch of west Texas.

Goodnight's partner in this venture was an older rancher named Oliver Loving (1812-1867). Loving was born in Kentucky and in 1845 moved to eastern Texas, where he farmed, raised cattle and ran a small shipping business. During the Civil War he had prospered by selling Confederate forces his beef. Before the war, he had trailed cattle to Louisiana, Illinois and once even to Denver. Now he joined forces with Goodnight, and in 1866 they set out with two thousand head to blaze a trail from Belknap, Texas, to Fort Sumner, New Mexico, which became known as the Goodnight-Loving Trail. Once in New Mexico, Loving headed north to Colorado, while Goodnight headed back to Texas for another herd. Between them they had made more than $12,000.

Loving's part in this financial success did not last long; he died after fighting off a band of Comanches who attacked him on the trail to New Mexico in 1867. Honoring his partner's dying request, Goodnight turned back from that cattle drive to bring Loving's body back to Texas. Over the following years, however, as the Goodnight-Loving Trail became one of the most heavily traveled in the Southwest, Goodnight extended his activities, blazing the Goodnight Trail from Alamogordo Creek, New Mexico, to Granada, Colorado.

In 1876, Goodnight consolidated his operations back in Texas, this time at a ranch near Palo Duro Canyon in the Texas Panhandle. The next year, he formed a partnership with an Irish investor, John G. Adair, and their ranch soon covered more than a million acres, with a herd of one hundred thousand head. A pioneer in cattle breeding, Goodnight crossed the tough but scrawny Texas longhorns with the more traditional Herefords to produce a longhorn breed that was both independent and commercially lucrative. He also crossed buffalo with cattle to produce the first "cattalo."

As a panhandle rancher, Goodnight played his part in applying vigilante justice to the area's outlaws and cattle thieves. But while he lived this and every other aspect of the cowboy myth to the fullest, Goodnight was at the same time a shrewd and immensely successful entrepreneur. After selling off his ranch, he spent his last years investing in Mexican mining operations, trying his luck as a movie producer, and enjoying the acclaim of his community at a small ranch near Goodnight, the panhandle town named for him, where he died in 1929.

Night is a work by Elie Wiesel, based on his experience, as a young Orthodox Jew, of being sent with his family to the German concentration camps at Auschwitz and Buchenwald during the Second World War.[1]

Wiesel was 16 years old when Buchenwald was liberated in April 1945. Having lost his faith in God and humanity, he vowed not to speak of his experiences for ten years, at the end of which he wrote his story in Yiddish, which was published in Buenos Aires in 1955. In May that year, the French novelist François Mauriac persuaded him to write the story for a wider audience. Fifty years later, the 109-page volume, described as devastating in its simplicity, ranks alongside Primo Levi's If This Is a Man and Anne Frank's The Diary of a Young Girl as one of the bedrocks of Holocaust literature.[2]

Wiesel deploys a sparse and fragmented narrative style, with frequent shifts in point of view.[3] It is "the style of the chroniclers of the ghettos," he writes, "where everything had to be said swiftly, with one breath. You never knew when the enemy might kick in the door ..."[4] The recurring themes are Wiesel's increasing disgust with mankind and his loss of faith in God, reflected in the inversion of the father-child relationship as his father declines to a helpless state and the teenager becomes his resentful caregiver. "If only I could get rid of this dead weight, so that I could use all my strength to struggle for my own survival ... Immediately I felt ashamed of myself, ashamed forever."[5] In Night, everything is inverted, every value destroyed. "Here there are no fathers, no brothers, no friends," a Kapo tells him. "Everyone lives and dies for himself alone."[6]

Night is the first book in a trilogy — Night, Dawn, and Day — reflecting Wiesel's state of mind during and after the Holocaust. The titles mark his transition from darkness to light, according to the Jewish tradition of counting the beginning of a new day from nightfall, from Genesis (1:5): "And there was evening, and there was morning, one day."[7]"In Night," Wiesel said, "I wanted to show the end, the finality of the event. Everything came to an end — man, history, literature, religion, God. There was nothing left. And yet we begin again with night."[8]

Contents [hide]

1 Background

2 Wiesel's story as told in Night

2.1 Moshe the Beadle

2.2 Auschwitz

2.3 Death march

2.4 Buchenwald

2.5 Liberation

3 Writing and publishing Night

4 Memoir or novel

4.1 When the original version was written

4.2 Truth and memory

5 See also

6 Notes

7 References

8 Further reading



Background



Location of SighetWiesel was born on September 30, 1928 in Sighet, a village in the Carpathian mountains in northern Transylvania, which was annexed by Hungary in 1940. With his father Shlomo, his mother Sarah, and his three sisters — Hilda, Beatrice, and seven-year-old Tzipora — he lived as part of a close-knit community of between 10,000 and 20,000 mostly Orthodox Jews.

When Germany invaded Hungary at midnight on March 18, 1944, few believed they were in danger, and Night opens with Moshe the Beadle, the caretaker in Wiesel's synagogue and the town's humblest resident — "awkward as a clown"[9] but much loved — warning his neighbors in vain to save themselves.

As the Allies prepared for the liberation of Europe in May and June that year, Wiesel and his family, along with 15,000 other Jews from Sighet, and 18,000 from neighboring villages, were being deported by the Germans to Auschwitz.[10] His mother and his youngest sister were immediately sent to the gas chambers. Hilda and Beatrice survived, separated from the rest of the family. Wiesel and his father managed to stay together, surviving hard labor and a long march in the snow to Buchenwald, where Wiesel watched his father die, just weeks before the Allies liberated the camp.

Wiesel's story as told in Night

Moshe the Beadle



Elie Wiesel, at age 15, just before being deported to Auschwitz. "Why did I pray? A strange question. Why did I live? Why did I breathe?"[11]Night's narrator is Eliezer, a studious and deeply pious Orthodox Jewish teenager, who studies the Talmud by day, and at night runs to the synagogue to "weep over the destruction of the Temple."[12] In the synagogue, Moshe the Beadle and Eliezer talk about the Kabbalah and the mysteries of the universe, Moshe teaching him that "man raises himself toward God by the questions he asks Him," and that "every question possess[es] a power that [does] not lie in the answer."[11]Night returns repeatedly to this theme of a spiritual faith sustained, not by answers, but by questions.

When the Hungarian government rules that Jews unable to prove their citizenship will be expelled, Moshe is crammed onto a cattle train and taken to Poland. Somehow he manages to escape, miraculously saved by God, he believes, in order that he in turn might save the Jews of Sighet. He hurries back to the village to tell what he calls "the story of my own death."[13]

There was no longer any joy in his eyes. He no longer sang. He no longer talked to me of God or the Kabbalah, but only of what he had seen. People refused not only to believe his stories, but even to listen to him.[14]

Moshe runs from one Jewish household to the next. "Jews, listen to me! It's all I ask of you. No money. No pity. Just listen to me!"[13] The cattle train crossed the border into Poland, he tells them, where it was taken over by the Gestapo, the German secret police. The Jews were transferred to lorries and driven to the forest in Galicia, near Kolomaye, where they were forced to dig pits. When they had finished, each prisoner had to approach the hole, present his neck, and was shot. Babies were thrown into the air and used as targets by machine gunners. Moshe tells them about Malka, the young girl who took three days to die, and Tobias, the tailor who begged to be killed before his sons; and how he, Moshe, was shot in the leg and taken for dead. But the Jews of Sighet would not listen.

He's just trying to make us pity him. What an imagination he has! they said. Or even: Poor fellow. He's gone mad.

And as for Moshe, he wept.[14]

Over the next 18 months, restrictions on Jews gradually increase. No valuables are to be kept in Jewish homes. They are not allowed to visit restaurants, attend the synagogue, or leave home after six in the evening. They must wear the yellow star at all times. Eliezer's father makes light of it:



The main Sighet ghetto in May 1944 after the deportation of the Jews. "The last transport left the station on a Sunday morning. ... It was less than three weeks before the Allies' invasion of Normandy. Why did we allow ourselves to be taken? We could have fled, hidden ourselves in the mountains or in the villages. The ghetto was not very well guarded: A mass escape would have had every chance of success.

But we did not know."[15] Image courtesy of the United States Holocaust Memorial Museum and Albert Rosenthal. [1]"The yellow star? Oh well, what of it? You don't die of it ..."

(Poor Father! Of what then did you die?)[16]

An order is then received from the SS that all the Jews in Sighet are to be transferred to one of two ghettos, which are jointly run like a small town, each with its own council or Judenrat.

The barbed wire which fenced us in did not cause us any real fear. We even thought ourselves rather well off; we were entirely self-contained. A little Jewish republic ... We appointed a Jewish Council, a Jewish police, an office for social assistance, a labor committee, a hygiene department – a whole government machinery. Everyone marveled at it. We should no longer have before our eyes those hostile faces, those hate-laden stares. Our fear and anguish were at an end. We were living among Jews, among brothers ...

It was neither German nor Jew who ruled the ghetto – it was illusion.[16]

In May 1944, the Judenrat is informed that the ghetto will be closed with immediate effect, and its residents deported. They are not told their destination; only that they may each take a few personal belongings.[17] The next day, Eliezer watches as his friends and neighbors are rounded up by the Hungarian police wielding truncheons and rifle butts, then marched through the streets. "It was from that moment that I began to hate them, and my hate is still the only link between us today."[13] Slowly, the procession makes it way out of the ghetto.

And there was I, on the pavement, unable to make a move. Here came the Rabbi, his back bent, his face shaved ... His mere presence among the deportees added a touch of unreality to the scene. It was like a page torn from some story book ... One by one they passed in front of me, teachers, friends, others, all those I had been afraid of, all those I once could have laughed at, all those I had lived with over the years. They went by, fallen, dragging their packs, dragging their lives, deserting their homes, the years of their childhood, cringing like beaten dogs.[12]

Auschwitz



"Selection" of Jews from Hungary at Auschwitz II-Birkenau at the end of May/beginning of June 1944. To be sent to the left meant survival; to the right, the gas chamber. The photograph was taken by Ernst Hofmann or Bernhard Walter of the SS. Image courtesy of Yad Vashem.[18]Eliezer arrives with his parents and sisters in Poland at Auschwitz-Birkenau, known as Auschwitz II, the death camp (Todeslager), one of three main camps and 40 subcamps in the Konzentrationslager Auschwitz, erected by the Germans on the grounds of an abandoned Polish army barracks.[19] Men and women are separated on arrival; Eliezer and his father to the left; his mother, Hilda, Beatrice, and Tzipora to the right. He learned years later that his mother and Tzipora had been sent straight to the gas chamber.

For a part of a second I glimpsed my mother and my sisters moving away to the right. Tzipora held Mother's hand. I saw them disappear into the distance; my mother was stroking my sister's fair hair ... and I did not know that in that place, at that moment, I was parting from my mother and Tzipora forever.[20]

The remainder of Night describes Eliezer's initial, desperate efforts not to be parted from his father, not even to lose sight of him; his grief and shame at witnessing his father's decline into helplessness; and as their relationship changes and the young man becomes the older man's caregiver, his resentment and guilt, because he fears that his father's existence threatens his own. The stronger Eliezer's instinct for physical survival becomes, the weaker grow the bonds that tie him to other people.

His loss of faith in human relationships is mirrored in his loss of faith in God, who remains silent. During the first night in Auschwitz, he and his father wait in line to be thrown into a firepit. He watches a lorry draw up beside the pit and deliver its load of children into the fire. While his father recites the Kaddish, the prayer for the dead — "I do not know whether it has ever happened before, in the long history of the Jews, that people have ever recited the prayer for the dead for themselves"[21]— Wiesel considers throwing himself against the electric fence. At just that moment, he and his father are ordered instead to go to their barracks. But "the student of the Talmud, the child that I was, had been consumed in the flames. There remained only a shape that looked like me."[22]



Members of the Sonderkommando burn corpses in the firepits at Auschwitz II-Birkenau. Photographer Alberto Errera, August 1944. Courtesy of the Auschwitz-Birkenau museum, Poland.[23]Never shall I forget that night, the first night in camp, which has turned my life into one long night, seven times cursed and seven times sealed. Never shall I forget that smoke. Never shall I forget the little faces of the children, whose bodies I saw turned into wreaths of smoke beneath a silent blue sky.

Never shall I forget those flames which consumed my faith forever.

Never shall I forget that nocturnal silence which deprived me, for all eternity, of the desire to live. Never shall I forget those moments which murdered my God and my soul and turned my dreams to dust. Never shall I forget these things, even if I am condemned to live as long as God Himself. Never.[24]

Ellen Fine writes that this passage summarizes all the themes of Night: the death of God, children, innocence, self. With the loss of his sense of self, Eliezer also loses his sense of time.[25] This défaite du moi, dissolution of the self, is a recurring theme in Holocaust literature, writes Fine.[26]

I glanced at my father. How he had changed! ... The night was gone. So much had happened within such a few hours that I had lost all sense of time. When had we left our houses? And the ghetto? And the train? Was it only a week? One night — one single night?[22]

God is not lost to Eliezer entirely. Later, during the hanging of a child, which the camp is forced to watch, he hears someone in the crowd ask: Where is God? Where is he? Not heavy enough for the weight of his body to break his neck, the boy dies slowly and in agony, "struggling between life and death." Wiesel files past him, sees his tongue still pink and his eyes still clear, and weeps.

Behind me, I heard the same man asking: Where is God now?

And I heard a voice within me answer him: ... Here He is – He is hanging here on this gallows.[27]

Fine writes that this is the central event in Night, evoking the imagery of a religious sacrifice, Isaac bound to the altar or Jesus on the cross.[28] Alfred Kazin wrote of the scene that it has "made this book famous ... It is the literal death of God ..."[29] Shortly after the hanging, the other inmates celebrate Rosh Hashanah, but Eliezer cannot take part.

Blessed be God's name? Why, but why would I bless Him? Every fiber in me rebelled. Because He caused thousands of children to burn in His mass graves? Because He kept six crematoria working day and night, including Sabbath and the Holy Days? Because in His great might, He had created Auschwitz, Birkenau, Buna, and so many other factories of death? How could I say to Him: Blessed be Thou, Almighty, Master of the Universe, who chose us among all nations to be tortured day and night, to watch as our fathers, our mothers, our brothers end up in the furnaces? ... But now, I no longer pleaded for anything. I was no longer able to lament. On the contrary, I felt very strong. I was the accuser, God the accused. My eyes had opened and I was alone, terribly alone in a world without God, without man.[2]

Death march

In or around August 1944, Eliezer and Shlomo are transferred from Auschwitz II-Birkenau to Auschwitz III, the work camp at Buna-Monowitz, their lives reduced to the avoidance of violence and the constant search for food. "Bread, soup — these were my whole life. I was a body. Perhaps less than that even: a starved stomach."[30] The only time they experience joy is when the Americans bomb the camp. "[W]e were no longer afraid of death; at any rate, not of that death. Every bomb that exploded filled us with joy and gave us new confidence in life."[31]

In January 1945, with the Soviet army approaching, the Germans decide to flee the camp, taking around 60,000 inmates, mostly Jews, to camps in Germany, on what becomes known as the death marches, shooting anyone too weak to continue. Eliezer and Shlomo march to Gleiwitz to be put on a freight train to Buchenwald, near Weimar.

An icy wind blew in violent gusts. But we marched without faltering.

Pitch darkness. Every now and then, an explosion in the night. They had orders to fire on any who could not keep up. Their fingers on the triggers, they did not deprive themselves of this pleasure. If one of us had stopped for a second, a sharp shot finished off another filthy son of a *****.

Near me, men were collapsing in the dirty snow. Shots.[32]

Taking rest in a shed after marching 50 miles, Rabbi Eliahou asks if anyone has seen his son. They had stuck together for three years, "always near each other, for suffering, for blows, for the ration of bread, for prayer," but the rabbi lost sight of him in the crowd and is now scratching through the snow looking for his son's corpse. "I hadn't any strength left for running. And my son didn't notice. That's all I know."[33] Wiesel doesn't tell Rabbi Eliahou that the son had noticed the rabbi limping, and had run faster, letting the distance between them grow.

A terrible thought loomed up in my mind: he had wanted to get rid of his weak father! ... [He] had sought this separation in order to get rid of the burden, to free himself from an encumbrance ... And, in spite of myself, a prayer rose in my heart, to that God in whom I no longer believed. My God, Lord of the Universe, give me strength never to do what Rabbi Eliahou's son has done.[34]

The inmates march as far as Gleiwitz, where they spend two days and nights locked inside cramped barracks without food, water, or heat, literally sleeping on top of one another, so that every morning the living wake up on top of corpses. Then there is more marching to the train station and onto a cattle wagon with no roof, and no room to sit or lie down until the other inmates make space by throwing the dead onto the tracks. They travel for ten days and nights, still with no food, and with only the snow falling on them for water. Of the 100 Jews in Wiesel's wagon, 12 survive the journey.

I woke from my apathy just at the moment when two men came up to my father. I threw myself on top of his body. He was cold. I slapped him. I rubbed his hand, crying:

Father! Father! Wake up. They're trying to throw you out of the carriage ...

His body remained inert ...

I set to work to slap him as hard as I could. After a moment, my father's eyelids moved slightly over his glazed eyes. He was breathing weakly.

You see, I cried.

The two men moved away.[35]

Buchenwald

The Germans are waiting for the new inmates with loudhailers and orders to head straight for a hot bath. Wiesel is desperate for the heat of the water, but his father sinks into the snow, unable to move.

I could have wept with rage. Having lived through so much, suffered so much, could I leave my father to die now? Now, when we could have a good hot bath and lie down? ... He had become like a child, weak, timid, vulnerable ... I showed him the corpses all around him; they too had wanted to rest here ... I yelled against the wind ... I felt I was not arguing with him, but with death itself, with the death he had already chosen.[36]

An alert sounds, the camp lights goes out, and Eliezer, exhausted, follows the crowd to the barracks, leaving his father behind. He wakes at dawn on a wooden bunk, remembering that he has a father, and goes in search of him.

But at that same moment this thought came into my mind. Don't let me find him! If only I could get rid of this dead weight, so that I could use all my strength to struggle for my own survival, and only worry about myself. Immediately I felt ashamed of myself, ashamed forever.[5]

His father is in another block, sick with dysentery. The other men in the bunk, a Frenchman and a Pole, attack Shlomo because he can no longer go outside to relieve himself. Eliezer is unable to protect him. "Another wound to the heart, another hate, another reason for living lost."[37] Begging for water one night from his bunk, where he has lain for a week, Shlomo is beaten by an SS officer on the head with a truncheon for making too much noise. Eliezer lies in the bunk above and does nothing.

I did not move. I was afraid. My body was afraid of also receiving a blow. Then my father made a rattling noise and it was my name: Eliezer.[38]

In the morning, January 29, 1945, Eliezer finds another invalid lying in his father's place. The Kapos had come before dawn and taken him to the crematorium, possibly still alive.

His last word was my name. A summons, to which I did not respond.

I did not weep, and it pained me that I could not weep. But I had no more tears. And, in the depths of my being, in the recesses of my weakened conscience, could I have searched for it, I might perhaps have found something like — free at last![38]

Liberation



Wiesel at Buchenwald, second row, seventh from the left, April 16, 1945.Eliezer's father missed his freedom by only a few weeks. The Soviets had liberated Auschwitz 11 days before he died, and the Americans were making their way towards Buchenwald. After Shlomo's death, Eliezer is transferred to the children's block where he stays with 600 others, dreaming of soup. On April 5, 1945, the inmates are called together to be told the camp is to be liquidated, and they are all to be moved — another death march — then the camp is to be blown up as part of the Germans' effort to hide what had happened there.

On April 11, with 20,000 inmates still in the camp, a Jewish resistance movement of inmates attacks the remaining SS officers and takes control. At six o'clock that evening, the first American tank arrives, and behind it the Sixth Armored Division of the U.S. Third Army. Eliezer is free.

I wanted to see myself in the mirror ... I had not seen myself since the ghetto.

From the depths of the mirror, a corpse gazed back at me.

The look in his eyes, as they stared into mine, has never left me.[39]

Writing and publishing Night

From Buchenwald, Wiesel wanted to go to Palestine, but was prevented by British immigration restrictions. Refusing to return to Sighet, he was sent instead to the Oeuvre au Secours aux Enfants (Children's Rescue Service) with 400 other orphans, first to Belgium, then to Normandy, where he learned that his two older sisters, Hilda and Beatrice, had survived.[10]

From 1947–50, he studied the Talmud, and later philosophy and literature, at the Sorbonne, attending lectures by Jean-Paul Sartre and Martin Buber. To supplement his $16 a week stipend, he taught Hebrew, and worked as a translator for the militant Yiddish weekly Zion in Kamf, which eased him into a career in journalism.[10] In 1948, at the age of 19, he was sent to Israel as a war correspondent by the French newspaper L'arche, and after the Sorbonne, he became chief foreign correspondent of the Tel Aviv newspaper Yedioth Ahronoth.

He writes that, for ten years, he kept his story to himself, refusing even to discuss it. In 1979, he wrote: "So heavy was my anguish that I made a vow: not to speak, not to touch upon the essential for at least ten years. Long enough to see clearly. Long enough to learn to listen to the voices crying inside my own. Long enough to regain possession of my memory. Long enough to unite the language of man with the silence of the dead."[40]

It was in 1954, on board a ship to Brazil, where he had an assignment to cover Christian missionary activity in poor Jewish communities, that he said he started to write. "I wrote feverishly, breathlessly, without rereading. I wrote to testify, to stop the dead from dying, to justify my own survival ... My vow of silence would soon be fulfilled; next year would mark the tenth anniversary of my liberation ... The pages piled up on my bed. I slept fitfully, never participating in the ship's activities, constantly pounding away on my little portable, oblivious of my fellow

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Setting: Concentration camps throughout Germany, during World War II. Auschwitz, Birkenau, and Buna.

Background Information:

During World War II, Hitler formed many concentration camps throughout Germany and Poland. In these camps the people imprisoned, mainly of Jewish or Gypsy descent, were tortured, starved, put through horrific conditions, killed, and worked to death.

Major Characters:

Elie Wiesel- He tells his heart wrenching story of his imprisonment in n**i Germany. He overcame the odds with his strength and will to live.

Elie's Father- He gave Elie the strength to go on without him and to save himself. He died in the 40 mile march between concentration camps in the dead of winter.

Plot Summary:

The autobiography began in 1941 with Elie and his family living in Sighet, an area in Germany. In 1944 German and Hungarian police set up ghettos where all the Jews and other religious and ethnic people were kept, and Elie and his family were basically kept captive in this area by the Gestapo. This was just until they were to be taken away to the concentration camps. When Elie and his family arrived at the concentration camp in Birkenau, he was separated from his mother and sister, whom he later found out had been killed. It was hard for him to deal with the fact that he would never see them again, and he wanted to give up. Elie almost killed himself while he was on the line waiting to get into the camp, facing the fire pits. A line straying to the left and one to the right decided his fate. If he was pointed on the right line, he would be immediately sent to the fire pit. He lied saying that he was 18, but was actually 14. When he was almost at the front of the line, he decided to throw himself at the barbed wire fence, rather than dying by fire. He changed his mind when the line suddenly shifted and he didn't have to go in the fire after all. He was relieved, but also dispirited by knowing that he would never see his mother and sister again.

Elie's father kept him going, constantly saying that they would make it, and that he should never lose his faith. Upon arriving, all the men had to give in their clothes and personal articles, and get checked physically by the SS troops to see their physical condition, and to deplete them of any confidence and privacy they had left.

They were sent off to Auschwitz where they were put to work. They couldn't say they were skilled workers, because as a result they would be separated. Elie worked in a factory, where he met a lot of people, including a girl from France. He was separated from his father at that time. He liked Auschwitz better because it was cleaner and set up nicer than Birkenau. He had become numb to beatings by now, and had witnessed numerous hangings of his friends at the camp.

He was then sent from Auschwitz to Buna with his father. He had become accustomed to the stench of burning bodies. He injured his foot, which caused him to have an operation. After the operation, the camp was sent out to march because the Russians were coming to bomb the camps. Elie was told not to stay in the hospital because he would be killed. So, he went out with his weak father and barely healed foot to march. It was the middle of the winter, and none of the prisoners were dressed well enough. They were headed for Buchenwald, which was a forty-two mile march. They had to run for most of the time. Once they reached Buchenwald, they rested for awhile. Elie's father passed away at the camp from dysentery. Elie had to continue going on without his father. They were later liberated at Buchenwald, and Elie was one of the very few to survive.

Themes:

Death

Faith

Hatred

Survival

Perserverence

Loss of Innocence

Key Issues:

Death-- A theme which was used throughout the book. It was shown through the loss of loved ones, especially when Elie lost his entire family to the concentration camps. It was also shown through the constant torture that went on, and the putrid smell of dead bodies penetrating in the prisoner's nostrils.

Faith - Elie was told by his father to never lose his faith of his religion it would help him through everything, and keep him strong. At first Elie wasn't sure of his faith because if there was a God, then why did he create the situation that they were in.

Hatred - The n**i's acted through hatred against the Jews, Gypsies, and many others who stood in their way. They killed and tortured for no other reason than hate. The hate prevailed over all and it took over the minds of everyone.

Loss of Innocence - Elie was a young boy when he was taken to the concentration camps, and he led a sheltered life. He did not realize how cruel people could be, and what far measures they would take when faced with power and death. He saw the torture, and the death of his family, which brought him great pain, but also made him grow up and face reality.

Morals and Life Applications:

The autobiography, Night , by Elie Wiesel is written proof of the real life horror that existed during the Holocaust. It is not fiction, therefore its life applications are evident. One should never lose faith or whatever guiding force that may keep them going. This faith was the only force that helped Elie to survive, and without this faith Elie would have surely succumbed to dying. Some morals of this autobiography are that life is not always fair, and people are not either. People give in to power to save themselves and protect their own lives. People will sometimes hurt others, even those close to them, if put in a life or death situation. The major purpose of this autobiography is to recount the events that took place during the Holocaust. One may think that Elie wrote his story to tell people of the great tragedy that took the lives of his family and of millions of others that were taken for no reason at all.

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Answer 9

sorry mine is short but sweet dreams to ya anyways ;-)

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OOOOhhhhhh i hope u had sweet dreams... if i made this long then yes it would be boring but i do wanna say dont work too hard tomorrow after working sooooo hard yesterday... have a beautiful day!!!

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realize that your dreams are unique. No other individual can have your background, your emotions, or your experiences. Every dream is connected with your own "reality". Thus, in interpreting your dreams, it

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is important to draw from your personal life and experiences.

Remember that a dream unifies the body, mind, and spirit. It provides you with insight into ourselves and a means for self-exploration. In understanding your dreams, you will have a better understanding and discovery of your true self.



What is the average amount of dreams a person usually has in one night?

The average person has about 3 to 5 dreams per night, but some may have up to 7 dreams in one night. The dreams tend to last longer as the night progresses. During a full 8-hour night sleep, two hours of it is spent dreaming.

Please tell me is it unusual for an individual to have multiple dreams during the course of one night's sleep? Is this normal? I normally dream two or three dreams in one night.

It is not at all unusual for a person to have more than one dream per night. In fact, it is perfectly normal! The trick is remembering all your dreams. Some people have trouble remembering one single dream, let alone multiple dreams.  

Does a person dream all night? If not, when do they?

No, a person does not spend the entire night dreaming. A person spends about two hours in the dream state per night. A person moves through the four stages of the sleep cycle throughout the night. In the final stage of the sleep cycle (referred to as REM sleep) is where dreaming occurs. Each cycle of sleep lasts anywhere from 60-90 minutes and then will repeat itself throughout the night.

Would you please tell me why people do not dream?

Everybody dreams!  This is a scientifically proven fact. Research has shown that all human beings in a study showed brain activity during their sleep. Just because you cannot remember your dreams does not mean that you do not dream. So why is it that some people don't remember their dream? This may be attributed to alcohol consumption, certain antibiotics, fever, lack of sleep, high levels of stress, and/or unconscious fears about the content of your dreams. Some researchers believe that certain people have a genetic disposition to forget their dreams as they come out of their sleep.  

Do children's dreams mean the same as adults? If not what is the difference?

Dreams often reflect our experiences and life concerns. For this reason, children's dreams are different then the dreams of adults. The dreams of young children (3-5 year olds) usually have no real story line or any strong emotional content. Children around this age also frequently experience nightmares relating to their fears (strangers, monsters, loud noises, etc.) By the time children reaches their teen years, their dream patterns are matched closer to that of adults.

Is it true that some dreams can predict the future?

There is no scientific proof that dreams can predict and foretell the future. Yes, many people have had dreams that eventually came true afterwards. This can be explained in how we unconsciously gather little information here and there and when you have a dream, it puts together all this unconscious information before you are consciously able to do so. In short, you unconsciously already know what was going to happen and it only appears as if the dream had predicted the future. Another explanation is that such dream are mere coincidences or is the faulty memory of the dreamer.

Why do you think that we have dreams?

This is still an unresolved topic amongst researchers as to the reason we have dreams. One theory suggests that dreams serve as a means for cleansing and release. During the day, we may hold back our feelings and repress our anger. Thus dreams serve as a safe outlet for us to release our negative emotions. Another theory says that dreams is a biologically necessary aspect of sleep. Research has shown that people who were prevented from entering the dream state and woken up before they can dream were more easily irritated, jittery, and performed far below average.  I believe these are two theories summarize why we dream.

  

Do dreams have any significance?

Yes dreams have a significance. The images in our dreams always contain hidden meaning which goes far beyond the outer appearance. The language of dreams is symbolic and are not to be taken literally.

The significance of dreams is personal and dependent on your own personal experiences. However, there are many universal symbols.

What causes or why do some dreams keep repeating themselves?

Dreams that recur (or repeat themselves) is a clear indication that some issue is not being confronted or that it has not yet been resolved.  Your anxieties about a certain situation that you are struggling with may also cause you to have recurring dreams.

Do we dream in black and white or color, or does it mean anything if we dream one way or the other?

Most people do dream in color, but some may not notice colors in their dreams. Because color is such a natural part of our visual experience, we sometimes overlook colors in our dreams. Another reason may have to do with how our dreams fades so quickly from our memory upon waking that when we may be able to recall the dream in shades of gray.  However, the dreams that are in black and white can be an indication of a depressed or sadden mood.

I heard from a friend that the more senses you can experience in dreams (colors, smell, etc), the greater your intelligence is in general. Do you know anything about this?

I have never heard that the more senses you experience in your dream is correlated with your intelligence. The way we process our senses varies from individual to individual and does not necessarily have to do with intelligence. However, it is correct to say that most people recall the visual and auditory aspects of their dreams. Touch, smell, and taste tend to be secondary unless it happens to be a central component of the dream. Or unless the person is visually impaired, In this case, sense of feel and/or smell will be dominate.

Do animal dreams?

Similar to humans, all other mammals exhibit the same brain activity during sleep.  But the extent and nature of their dreams is another questions.

I've been checking out you web site since I found it a few day ago. I must say that your site is great!!!  But I still don't understand what REM sleep is. Does it refer to deep sleeping?

Yes, the REM stage of sleep is where you achieve your deepest sleep. It is also the final stage in the sleep cycle. REM which stands for Rapid Eye Movement is so called because in this stage of sleep, your eyes move rapidly back and forth under your eyelids. It is also in REM sleep that you experience all your vivid, and sometimes bizarre dreams.

How can our daily activities effect our dreams?

Whenever you suppress your feelings throughout the day, it has a very good chance of showing up in your dream. For example, if you wanted to express your anger toward someone and then refrain from doing so, then your suppressed anger may show up in your dream in some symbolic form. Traumatic experiences also have a way to affect the content of your dreams.

Are there any differences in male and female dream patterns?

If, by dream patterns, you mean brain wave activity while in the dream state, then the answer is no. There are no difference between male and female dream patterns. However, if your are referring to the content of the dream, then the answer is yes. Studies have shown  that men tend to dream more about men, while women dream about both men and women equally. This makes perfect sense when you think about it. Dreams are often seen as aspect of yourselves. For a man to dream about a woman, indicates that he is acknowledging some feminine aspect of his own self, which is difficult for men to admit that they have a soften feminine side to begin with.

Is it normal only to remember nightmares and never a good dream?

It is not a question of whether or not it is normal to remember only your nightmares, but why you remember your nightmares as opposed to your other dreams. Nightmares are much easier to remember for several reasons. First nightmares are vivid, frightening, and often jolt you awake. Whenever you are awakened in the REM stage

of sleep, you are much more likely to recall the events of your nightmare. Secondly, nightmares tend to occur in the early morning hours, when you are about to wake up. Remembering your dreams can take some effort on your part and not a question of normality.



What does it mean to have a dream within a dream?

Having a dream within a dream may be safer and more acceptable way to express material from your unconscious. The dream within a dream protects you, the dreamer from waking up. Such dreams often reflect a hidden but crucial issue which you need to acknowledge and confront.

Is it possible to die (not really die in real life) in your our dreams?

Yes, it is possible to experience death in your dreams. Dreams of death often occur as a result of great stress caused by relationships, school, career changes, depression or by the approach of death itself.  Death in dreams may also be viewed as a metaphor - as a new beginning or a time of renewal. Judging from your question, I am assuming you never have had a dream about dying.

I frequently have dreams that  something happens like a gun shot, I fall or something that would make me jerk.  I really do jerk and usually wake up. What's with that?  Like why do I jerk and wake up when something like that happens in my dream?

There is actually a term to describe what you are experiencing in your dream. It is called myclonic

jerks. Many who dream that they are falling sometimes jerk or twitch their legs/arms and end up waking themselves up. There is no concrete reason as to why this happens. One theory is that it is our instinctive response for what the brain perceives as

a potentially dangerous situation. Sometimes dreams are so real that the brain believes that you are really falling or in some sort of danger. And hence the brain sends signals to the body to start "fleeing".



I'm Naked!"

So you are going about your normal routine - going to work, waiting for the bus, or just walking down the street when you suddenly realize that you are stark naked. Dreaming that you are completely or partially naked is very common.�Nudity symbolizes a variety of things depending on your real life situation.

Becoming mortified at the realization that you are walking around naked in public, is often a reflection of your vulnerability or shamefulness. You may be hiding something and are afraid that others can nevertheless see right through you. Metaphorically clothes are a means of concealment. With clothes, you can hide your identity or be someone else. But without them, everything is hanging out for all to see. You are left without any defenses.�The dream may telling you that you are trying to be something that you really are not. �Or that you are fearful of being ridiculed and disgraced. If you are in a new relationship, you may have some fears or apprehension in revealing your true feelings.

Nudity also symbolizes being caught off guard. Finding yourself naked at work or in a classroom, suggests that you are unprepared for a project at work or school. You may be uninformed in making a well-formed decision. With all eyes on you, you have this fear of having some deed brought to public attention. You fear that people will see through your true self and you will be exposed as a fraud or a phony.

Many times, when you realize that you are naked in your dream, no one else seems to notice. Everyone else in the dream is going about their business without giving a second look at your nakedness. This implies that your fears are unfounded; no one will notice except you. You may be magnifying the situation and making an issue of nothing. On the other hand, such dreams may mean your desire (or failure) to get noticed.

For a small percentage of you, dreaming that you are proud of your nakedness and show no embarrassment or shame, then it symbolizes your unrestricted freedom. You have nothing to hide and are proud of who you are. The dream is about a new sense of honesty, openness, and a carefree nature

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no, im going to make mine short.

Answer 13

its to early to sleep!!!!!!

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I used to knock around with a woman called Bed but she stopped answering my calls. Funny enough, I noticed this late one night at bed time seven months ago. I racked my brain for ages wondering why she would not call me. I spoke to the guy at the tube station who knows us both and he shocked me when he told that Bed did not call because her name is not Bed, it's Deb. What can I say? It's like my next door neighbour who always says good morning to me in polish. He's got a Mr Sheen fetish. I was up at the crack of Dawn yesterday, she loved it but joking aside, I had a dream that I was flying all around my house the other night. It was great but I woke up shaking. It's funny how that sort of thing can affect you. Because you like stuff from strangers I'll tell you about this really strange tree in Ferrn Gully, it partially looks like part of the female anatomy. The tree is 'Y' shaped so imaginge a woman head standing... It's really famous. Then there is the possibility that Big Bangs occur every 58 billion yeras or so, expansion then contraction. I mean, when you're half asleep (as I am) you can come out with the most s**+... I nodded off then. Any way, Have a good night yourself. I refuse to mention spell checkers because it may cause offense and you obviously made those spelling errors intentionally to spice us up. Nice one. Go into 'family & relationships' on YA! and help some one tomorrow. There are people there who want to read stuff from strangers and you might be able to help one of them. If you think I'm writing all this for the points you must be dreaming already, this is (non) intellictual rambling of an active but understimulated mind. Peace be onto you and all your family and friends and the rest of the world. The day hasn't been long, it seemed that way (jet lag on my part) but I think it's fair to say that it was about 24 hours or so. I might seem anally compulsive if I continue but I don't take myself too seriously to bother about that sort of thing. Sigmund had many gender and other issues so his view about whether one likes to retain or dispel body matter is neither here nor there. There was a satelite craft miles over the Rio Grande when I was there recently. It looked like a giant star and I wanted a telescope for a close up then I started to wonder whether I could see the other planets in this solar system. now I am even more into cosmology. People used to belive that we went to a magical place when we dream, I call it controlled insanity. The weird stuff we take for granted in dreams is crazy. Some think the future can be told through dreams... dream on. I mean it's like those chimps eventually typing out the complete works of Shakespear. It's not happening. Thanks for this, now I am ready for bed (and Deb) but first I must think of some catchy phrase and bung a question mark after it. Until then I will not be feeling the whole 'thing' fully. Peace

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Here's a weird dream I had last week! I even wrote it down so I'd remember it! I only remember a fragment of it, though. I was in some debate/mild argument with Meredith Peters, a.k.a. "The Hook Lady", a bizarre minor character on the TV series Boston Public. She was ranting about "sinners", and how anyone who didn't follow her religion was sinful. Oddly, I'm not even sure WHAT her religion was! But she was very zealous about it, and in her sanctimonious condemnation of others. :( :( Oh, and crazily enough, she also felt that people who watched SpongeBob SquarePants were sinners! LOL!

I told her I did not consider myself a sinner, and she looked me in the eye and hissed "liar!" It was horrid! So I gave her a piece of my mind! I told her that if anyone deserves to be called a sinner (not that I even believe in or use that term), it would be murderers, rapists, child abusers, and maybe also people who chat on their spouses. It would NOT be folks who happen to follow other religions (or no religion at all), and it sure as h**l wouldn't be people who watch SpongeBob! Sorry, but I don't recall how the dream ended. I just remember I felt aggro when I woke up! *chuckle*  

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soo yeppp my name is music and i like to believe that my life is fun but in truth is i think it sucks ... I am the middle child and i am another victim of middle child syndrom and for all those people who dont think it exsist it does and it is my answer for why my life sucks soo much  :) so yeah i have a scar on my left shoulder that changes color and all the doctors i have seen about it say there is nothing wrong with it :) i love it when it glows red my favorite band is stereo skyline and they are awesome my favortie solo artist is jason mraz :) he is the best and i dont care if you think he sucks,.. and yeah i dont know how long i will havce to make this so i can win but yeah ohh if your reding this please answer my questions :) i love to dream it is my favorite thing .. :D i have this thing wrong with the vertabreas in my neck so it causes me to get miagranes very frequently and when i get them i just love to sleep and i dream about how good my life will be as soon as i get away from family when i turn eighteen :) well like i said i have no freakin idea how long to make this...... i hope i get this cuz my life sucks sooo much that idk it would make me happy :) but dont fell bad for me you dont have to pick mine unless it is the longest :) lol haha jk please please pick mine :) well goodnight sweet dreams :))

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So, one time I had a goat and brought it to high school.  No, this is a true story.  We were doing "Fiddler on the Roof" and it was going to be apart of the set.  So, my dad packed it in the van because he is ghetto and he won't get a proper animal transportation device like a trailer.  Of course, the goat crapped all over the van and peed to boot!  We brought it in the school, creating pandemonium bleeping here and there and crapping once again on the stage and in the hall.  So, disgusting and humiliating.  After a night of show-business, he packed the goat up again and brought it home.  The next day at school was as normal as can be, except everyone and their sister was coming up to me in sympathy, practically crying, "Oh, my gosh, I am so sorry about your goat."  HUH?  I don't even care about that dumb goat!  Seems like this rumor spread like wildfire throughout my hick-town school. This went on all day, until I found my sister, who is the goat's caretaker.  "Oh, yeah, we went out in the back to feed it this morning," she starts, "and it was dead.  No animals got it.  It was just laying there dead and cold."  Ok?  Turns out the goat died from trauma and shock from coming to my school the night before.  Does that make me a goat killer?

btw.  Looks like a lot of people are copying and pasting c**p.  Is that cheating?

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WhatDoesntKillYouMakesYouStranger- How would you know what time it is over there. It could be around 8, and you wouldn't even know it. And really what was the point of this? This wasn't a question. But at least Im gonna make points.

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But goodnight anyways.