Essay On Night By Elie Wiesel

Sometimes, it is one’s purpose to be there for their loved ones. Strength can seem unattainable for someone when it is for themselves—but it can miraculously materialize when they need it for someone they care about. When it is for a loved one, they can find strength and hope when there was neither to begin with and they can fight tooth and nail to keep both while faced with horrendous troubles. In Night by Elie Wiesel, he (Elie Wiesel) was a young Jewish boy in the 1940s who (along with his father) faced terrible pain and suffering while in the various sub-camps at Auschwitz, a concentration camp from the Holocaust that is widely known as the worst camp there was. While in the concentration camps, most others abandoned all values involving

While most felt it better to abandon their identities and loved ones—believing that they were more likely to survive if they did not feel the burden of others—Wiesel did not. In a sense, Wiesel gave up his freedom because he felt that it was his responsibility to take care of his father. While in the camps, Wiesel viewed death as freedom from his suffering—an easy way out of his misery. And his freedom was well within his grasp at moments but his love for his father and the responsibility he felt for his father’s well being stopped him. It stopped him from giving in because he knew that to die and leave his father to suffer alone meant to condemn him. While the men were required to run from Buna to Gleiwitz, the SS officers would shoot those who could not keep pace and Elie Wiesel felt the overcoming urge to just give up and relinquish his life. He then stated that the only thing stopping him from doing so was his father and reasoned by saying “I had no right to let myself die. What would he do without me?” (87) which revealed his sense of purpose in staying alive. Be that as it may, the responsibility that Wiesel felt for his father also meant risking his life for him. Before leaving Gleiwitz, the Jews (including Wiesel and his father) faced another selection where those strong enough would be sent to the left to continue to the center of Germany and those too weak would be sent to the left and, eventually, to the crematoria. When his father was sent to the left and he to the right, Wiesel broke rank and went after his father. By doing so, Wiesel made a big confusion with the SS officers and he, his father and some others switched to the right side. Though they both survived, Wiesel wrote “Still, there were gunshots and some dead” (96). The substantiality of this is that Wiesel was safe in that moment