This was the last section we had to read and I was able to
read though this section the fastest. It
was the most dramatic and painted some of the worst images in my head. I think
that there was definitely a lot more death in this section. I was actually feeling
cold in this section while I was reading it because they talk about having to
run through the cold snow and it made me picture it in my head and it made me
cold. They were so cold and tied and emancipated that they could barely even
feel the cold. Elie says, “to no longer feel anything, neither fatigue nor
cold, nothing” (86). I couldn’t imagine being so cold that you can’t feel
anything. I know how it feels in the cold when you’re outside and it’s so cold
it’s hard to text. There are also times like when they first get to that last
camp that looks like an empty village that all they want to do is stop and rest
but they can’t or they will die in the cold snow.
I think one of the most influential parts is when they are
in the cattle cart. He says, “The spectators observed these emaciated creatures
ready to kill for a crust of bread” (101). Did they think it was a game? That’s
so messed up to me. It’s not like throwing fish in a fish tank and watching the
fish swam it to get a piece. These are actual human beings! Our own kind. People
just like us. I don’t know why they weren’t disgusted with the way these people
were treated. Instead they played along and antagonized the people. Sons were
killing fathers and everyone was beating each other up and climbing over each
other for crumbs. This entire book really makes you think about mankind. Is life
really everyone for themselves? Or are we suppose to reach out and want to help
each other?
Another part that I found astonishing was the liberation
day. He is finally freed! For the past year or so Elie has been tortured,
beaten, fed as little as possible, watched everyone round him die; and on the
day that it will finally all be over and he will be free to live his life the
way he wants to from now on he acts like it’s no big deal? I know that I would
be bawling my eyes out with joy! The second I left those gates as a free child I
would be jumping around crying and hugging everyone around me! How do you not
celebrate? He just looks at himself in a mirror and is like, yeah, I changed. That’s
it? I know he went through a lot and all but I still feel like he deserves to
be happy now that he is free. I hope I will never have to know what it feels
like, but I think it would be a little more exciting than what he makes it to
be.