12 January 2013
Today in English class we watched the movie The Boy In The Striped Pajamas prier to our unit of Nazi Concentration Camps. This moving was the most heartbreaking, shocking, moving, and emotional movie I've probably ever watched. My emotions were jumbled and I felt sick to my stomach as I watched the innocent Jewish children and men being shoved into a gas chamber. I watched Bruno hold Shmo's hand as they where shoved by the men piling in. I watched as they shut the door, locking it, trapping them and filling the chamber with toxic gas. I watched as Bruno's mother saw the hole leading under the electric fence, his clothes thrown to the side, the shovel on the ground. I watched as the rain poured, and as realization hit Bruno's mother, sister, and his father, who was a Nazi soldier. His son being killed by what he was doing, suffering just like the thousands of Jewish women, men, and children did everyday.
This movie brought tears to my eyes, making me feel sick. Anger, confusion, and even hurt boiled into me. I watched those people die, the German soldiers not even showing a hint of care, just coldness. The images I saw, changing me as the tears swelled up in my eyes.
This movie has changed me, not only what I believe in, but how what I do effects me. I will never look at things like they are nothing, I will never take life and throw it away like it's nothing, because there once was a time when people's lives where being taken away just because of their religion. When people that had so much worth living for, were sent to these camps, facing beatings, starvation, and death. Those innocent people, those innocent Jewish people, were ripped away from there lives, and taken away from the world just because one man said they were evil.
It pains me, is makes me so sad and just fills me with an emotion that makes me want to break down, only wanting to help those I see in the videos, to stop their suffering that they never deserved. These amazing people, just thrown around like nothing.
The Boy In The Striped Pajamas has changed my life, not only on how I should act, but how I should treat those who are not like me. Everyone is equal, and no matter what, none of those Jewish people deserved to die for what they believed in, and for who they where. I pray for all those lost souls, for the ones who had to suffer, only hoping my prayer will help them find there way...
The Boy In The Striped Pajamas • Opuss № I