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Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Chapter 11 - Seed of Sarah

Hessisch Lichtenau and Weimar, Germany - 1944-45

Ah, resourcefulness was just mentioned in class. Mama and Magdar have been risking so much to help feed eachother... And you know they're starving when Jutka ends up digging through trash and becoming greedy for a moldy carrot. It's things like this that make me wonder if I would be able to live like that... I suppose that if I were starving in a camp like that, I would be digging through trash just as she was, but it's a difficult thought.

The guards are very bitter people. You would think that if they were carrying out what they thought to be "right," then they would be a bit happier. But no, they feel the need to go on rants about how these poor women will never see a man again, never have sex, etc. Was she jealous of their prospects? (kidding...) Jutka was just standing there thinking, and she automatically gets accused of lusting for a man she's never had more than a breif conversation with. These guards pretend that they have control over every aspect of these soul's lives, but in reality, they just control what they eat (to some degree) and where they work. No matter how hard they may try, they will never control their thoughts, their will, or their bonds with eachother. That broken family of three has done everything they thought possible to keep eachother alive, and have come out successful.
Even on their way to a new camp, they sit together and exchange recipes. They might never be able to use those recipes, or even see something of that sort again in some cases, but that's how they make conversation and entertain themselves without losing their sanity as so many before them have.

1 comment:

  1. - i dunno about you, but i'd be pretty upset to regain my period in that situation. I have plenty of discomfort. i suppose its a sign of a bit more healthy being... but nonetheless.

    -ha. i'm digging the cabbage trick.

    -yikes. as much as i'd want to get out of that place, i dunno if i could hide in a latrine waiting for some guy i hardly knew to rescue me.

    - i dont get how a fellow prisoner that just happens to have been given a bit of authority could still be mean to the underlings when no one is watching. what purpose does it serve?

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