In this autobiography, Weisel tells the story of his deportation as a teenager from his home in Transylvania and his subsequent imprisonment at Auschwitz during WWII. The book is fairly slim, coming in at only 115 pages, but those pages are packed with powerful, tragic memories. As I read this book, I had to frequently pause to ponder the things I was reading, otherwise I would not grasp that the things actually happened to this boy. It is easier to just drift into that place where you believe it is only fiction that you are reading. That is certainly our tendency, to push the vile things, the instances of pure evil to the periphery, or to chalk them up as nothing more than fairy tales. This book brings them back into focus, and forces us to think about bigger things: God, injustice, suffering, human nature, evil. I highly recommend it.
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