Smoke
24-28 the Jews are
crammed in a train car and one of the womewn starts screaming “fire”. The others are bothered with her after they
cannot see a fire and she continues yelling.
Later when they arrive at the camp they see the fire and smoke.
32-33 Elie and his
father see the flames in a huge pit while walking forward. They watched babies being thrown in and were
heading there. They were stopped right
before they were to be pushed in.
37---after being at the camp and suffered several beatings,
they were standing mostly in silence because of exhaustion and disbelief. They whispered because of the heavy thick
smoke that burned their eyes and stung their throats.
104 –after being evacuated from their camp, and with liberating
soldiers on their heels they were transferred to a new camp. As they walked into the camp, they barely
noticed the crematorium’s chimney standing right in front of them.
Smoke in history has either meant communication or
danger. In these examples it not only is
communicating to the Jews danger but threatening death. They will never see smoke again without
remembering how it looked or smelled of the death, of their families, friends,
community and faith.
Smoke ---burn, smolder, incinerate, char
No, because these synonyms do not bring the smoke into your
vision. Using the word smoke not only
allows you to see the smoke but smell it.
Smoke throughout history has been
used for communication. The need to communicate
between Indian tribes made smoke necessary.
However, smoke has traditionally communicated danger. In my life smoke has a third meaning.
As a child smoke entertained
me. The smoke rising and twirling in the
air fascinated me and still does today.
I didn’t ever seem to feel the danger that most people experience when
seeing smoke. Then my grandmother died
and I experienced smoke in a different manner.
The priest used incense around the coffin. I found out later that the use of incense
was to symbolize our prayers being sent up to God. I love this particular tradition of my
church.
Therefore, smoke will always remain
sacred to me. How different my vision is
than Elie’s.
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