Commentary On Night By Elie Wiesel

“Bread, soup - these were my whole life. I was a body. Perhaps less than that even: a starved stomach. The stomach alone was aware of the passage of time” said Elie Wiesel in his book separating his mind and body. In the memoir, Night by Elie Wiesel, Wiesel tells his story of his experience in the concentration camps in Auschwitz and of how he survived. He experienced all this along with his father, who may have decreased more than increased his survival in some of the events that occurred in the book.
When Winter hit the concentration camps, Elie’s foot got swollen and had it checked by a Jewish doctor there. The doctor said he needed to do surgery on the foot before his toes froze and his foot would have to be amputated. After the surgery,

When the train would pass German towns, Germans would throw pieces of bread in the wagon for each person to fight for each crumble of bread. This was a very violent and risk to Elie's life as a little kid. The SS walked by and threw out dead bodies from each crate. Men from Elie's crate claimed his father dead but Elie hit his father to prove he wasn't. This affected Elie, he said,” the evidence overwhelmed me: there was no longer any reason to live, any reason to fight.” When they finally arrived, they were promised showers but Elie's father falls to the ground not wanting to get up. Elie tried to convince him he'd just need a shower and he can finally rest but his father's negativeness did not help. Elie was so mad he lived and endured so much with his father that now his father wanted to give

However, he felt guilt and ashamed and he began taking care of his father as his responsibility. Elie served him coffee, his soup, and his ratio of bread. He even used his ratio of bread in exchange for cots to be next to his father. Other prisoners would beat up Elie's father for his ratio of bread and Elie would try to bribe them by giving them his food in order to leave his father alone. One of the blockälteste, advised Elie, “Listen to me, kid. Don't forget that you are in a concentration camp. In this place, it is every man for himself, and you can not think of others. Not even your father. In this place, there is no such thing as father, brother, friend. Let me give you good advice: stop giving your ration of bread and soup to your old father. You cannot help him anymore. And you are hurting yourself. In fact, you should be getting his rations…”. His father was too sick that the doctors couldn't do anything either. Elie realized maybe he was right he could be getting twice as much of