'What a shame, a shame that you did not go with your mother...I saw many children your age go with their mothers...' His voice was terribly sad. I understood that he did not wish to see what they would do to me. - page 33
All I could think was: I shall never forgive them for this. My father must have guessed my thoughts, because he whispered in my ear: 'It doesn't hurt.' His cheek still bore the red mark of the hand. - page 39
I was terribly hungry and swallowed my ration on the spot. My father told me, 'You mustn't eat all at once. Tomorrow is another day...' But seeing that his advice had come too late, and that there was nothing left of my ration, he didn't even start his own. - page 44
'Don't talk like that, Father.' I was on the verge of breaking into sobs. 'I don't want you to say such things. Keep the spoon and knife. You will need them as much as I. We'll see each other tonight, after work.' - page 75
As for me, I was thinking not about death but about not wanting to be separated from my father. We had already suffered so much, endured so much together. This was not the moment to separate. - page 82
'Come, Father. It's better there. You'll be able to lie down. We'll take turns. I'll watch over you and you'll watch over me. We won't let each other fall asleep. We'll look after each other.' He accepted. After trampling over many bodies and corpses, we succeeded in getting inside. We let ourselves fall to the ground. - page 89
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