Holocaust Thingy [World Studies]

Holocaust: Greek Origin: Sacrifice by Fire.

Nazi Germans murdered six-million Jewish people. Along with them, they slaughtered the disabled, Roma, and Slavics.
The Nazis came into power in Germany early on in 1933. Their leader, Adolf Hitler, was a believer in the Aryan race. He believed the extermination of all those not apart of it was essential to the future of the Aryans. They killed them as part of the "Final Solution" to the "problem" facing the Aryan race. With them out of the world, the only remaing people would be those that they viewed as pure.


To follow through with the "Final Solution", the National Socialist Government established concentration camps where the Jewish and other minorities where sent and endured forced labor. These camps were headed by the SS and police officials. The purpose of the camps was to monitor the population of the minorities. Later established were ghettos. The purpose of the ghettos was to contain the minorities in the process of being taken to the concentration camps.


Between 1941-1944, German authorities deported Jews out of Germany to occupy killing centers. They were also referred to as extermination camps. They were most often killed in large gas-chambers but were also killed by being shot. These camps were made for the intentional killing of more than 2,700,000 Jews. Most of the arrivals at these camps were immediately sent to the gas-chambers. The only exception were the small grooups chosen for a work force, which often met the same fate, eventually.


In the final months of World War II, "Death Marches" took place. These were forced marches to avoid the Allies from liberating the prisoners. So the prisoners were pretty much just running from the people who were trying to help them. Ironic. These marches continued to the end of the war. The very day that the Germans surrendered. Prisoners were liberated, and the lives of the remaining Jews instantly became hopeful.


THE END OF THE HOLOCAUST :]

Tell-Tale Heart

So, Edgar Allen Poe wrote this "great" piece of literature called the Tell-Tale Heart, but honestly I do not see the greatness of it. A psychotic man is very uneasy with his co-workers blue eye. He says it is like that of a vulture. And in the end he results to killing him, only because the eye was open. If it had not been for the eye, and the man's insanity, then it is probable that the blue-eyed man would have lived.

As an activity to analyzing The Tell-Tale Heart we tracked the plot....in detail. What I have noticed about the main character, is that his actions are very uncertain. By that, I mean that the man does things, and acts in such ways, but in the end he is very edgy because of his uncertainty.

For example, when the man decides he commits to killing the blue-eyed-vulture man, he never actually does it until something pushes him to do it, or makes up his mind for him. In this case, the thing that pushed him was the man's eye being open.

The events following this also displayed him being unsure of his actions and doings. When he is chatting with the police officers, he has knowingly stashed the vulture-man's body underneath the hardwood floors on which they are standing. He has already killed him, so there is no turning back, but the man displays guilt for what he has done. In this case, guilt is a form of uncertainty. His uncertainty gets the best of him.

A Taste of Summer

Sparkling in the summer sun, the ripples on the water's surface undulated, reflecting the light and giving off a glare. In an instance the surface was shattered with the bodies of children who willingly flung themselves into the awaiting water. Jumping and flailing their arms about, the neighborhood children were just taking a break from another one of their pick-up games.
"Bottom of the fourth inning; 6-4." Jack clarified.
"I don't want to play anymore." said Quinn.
"I'm hungry, let's go to Nicky's." announced Tina.
Then they set off on the three block journey toward the fast-food restaurant. They crossed streets carelessly and hardly bothered to stay on sidewalks, instead they preferred the street. These were not the most well behaved friends a girl like Lucy could have. Sure she loved them and all, but sometimes they got too crazy.
While Lucy didn't really participate in their foolish actions, part of her enjoyed the danger of it all. Here in their neighborhood, the kids called the shots.
And with them calling the shots, endless summer days were spent with one another. From riding ATVs, to going to the park, to hanging around and passing the time with baseball. The children of the streets were inseperable. That's how it was. Nobody had a curfew, and parents knew each other well.
Back to the block within ten minutes, they pondered about the endless possibilities for the afternoon.
Hopefully they don't get in too much trouble...
to be continued.