Jake

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2003-03-18 01:06:03 (UTC)

March 17, 2003 (St. Patrick's Day and the Holocaust)

Yesterday was kind of odd yet interesting.

I got to drive alot. I drove the Escape home from Church
through traffic (my first time). Then later that day I went
with my dad to my aunts, I drove to her house and back home
again. I really enjoy it.

Last night I got to talk with a few friends on mine. One
just on the internet, one on the internet and the phone
some, and one just on the phone. Amazing how different three
people can be and so interesting and enjoyable at the same
time. I have been thinking alot and if I have been acting
wierd or something towards them I most likely have some
stupid reason crammed somewhere deep in my head. So just ask
if anything concerns you.

I started packing stuff in my room up today because my room
is too full of junk. I will finish when I have the bin
filled up. So far I actually can see my books on my bookcase
now as well as my stereo. I also don't have just one little
path in the middle of my room now.

Today my small group for band ticked Stauffer off big time.
I really need to start practicing again.

On saturday I got my pictures developed and back. They look
pretty good, I was surprised they turned out well for my
first time. I think I will be taking more pictures more and
more. I truely enjoy it, it may become my central hobby.

Today in school a woman came in who was a holocaust
survivor. I was truely amazing to listen to what she had to
go through and I never want to forget it. I never thought
the Nazis were so horrible untill I listened to her. She
lived on Hungary and in 1944 the Germans invaded and
captured her country. Her family was sent to a ghetto and
then to the Austwiz, I hope I spelled it correctly. There
here family was taken away and put in the gas chamber. A
woman SS stopped her from fleeing and told her, "You see
those chimmies, your mother should be coming out of them
right now, you and the rest inside can join her if you stay
here." So she went back inside, up untill this time she
thought that they were smoke stacks for factories. Her name
was Irene -------, I feel back I don't remember her last
name. She had swollowed her families diamonds so they
wouldn't be taken from her. She was experimented on by the
infamous doctor Manglar, if thats how you spell it. She
escaped when being moved to a work camp from Austwiz and was
found by Amercan soldiers. One thing I distincly remembered
and that she emphasized was the extreme cruelty to children.
Each barracks had about 20 beds in it. The beds had three
bunks each going up. 10 Jews to one bunk. Each barracks held
almost 1000 Jews each.

The one story that just appears in my mind was when she told
about the time she was in her bunk looking out through a
crack in the wall. There were trucks going by on the road
and kids were falling or jumping out the back trying to run
away. Little kids about 4-5 years old or less. The SS
trooper caught one, grabbed the fallen child by the legs,
and slammed the kid into the side of the truck, blood
spewing everywhere. Then the trooper throws the body into
the truck with the other children and the truck takes back
off. It sickens me in the stomach to think such innocent
children were butchered in such ways. No person, no person
at all, deserves to be massarcred in such a way at such a
young age. Hearing first hand stories like this truely makes
you feel horrible for what was done so long ago and kept
hidden still.

I hope God grants them piece and blesses them for all of the
hardships they have gone through. Never again shall I mock
what they have gone through during the Holocaust. It was a
truely wretched thing masked and justified in no way at all.




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