He wanted to drive the idea of studying Kabbalah from my mind. In vain. I succeeded on my own in finding a master for myself in the person of Moishe the Beadle.
The doors were clacked shut. We had fallen into the trap, up to our necks. The doors were nailed, the way back irrevocably cut off
Night by Elie Wiesel
I saw them walking farther and farther away; Mother was stroking my sisters blonde hair as to protect her. And I walked on with my father, with the men
Elie studied the Kabbalah with Moishe the Beadle until Moishe disappeared when he came back he had dark tales from what was happening from outside of sighet but by the time he got back the jews were packing up to be forcibly to be taken on trains
But the third rope was till moving the child, too light, was still breathing...And so he remained for more than half an hour,
The jews were crammed in cattle trains and getting ready for a destination they've never been to
Elie and his family were separated when they were sent to Birkenau.
Elie and the other prisoners arrive at Buna where they're assigned jobs and a tent. Elie is beaten. Elie and others are forced to watch a young boy slowly die.
While Elie is recovering from an operation on his foot the "Red Army" approaches Buna, so the jews are forced to evacuate. The death march began
"Youll see, in two weeks, you'll be walking around like everybody else". All I had to do is wait two weeks