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Amazon.com Product Description (ISBN 0810115697, Paperback)An Italian-Jewish journalist and schoolteacher who joined the partisans in 1943, Liana Millu was arrested in 1944 and deported to Birkenau. The astonishing stories in this book tell of the women who lived and suffered alongside her during her months there. They are stories of violence and tragedy, but also of resistance, of dreaming in the middle of a nightmare, of the endurance of the human spirit.(retirado da Amazon Fri, 24 Apr 2009 07:57:53 -0400) O primeiro ciclo de testes foi encerrado. Visite o grupo Open Shelves Classification para mais detalhes. |
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The inmates often struggled with the big question: where was God? At one point, Liana recalls herself asking:
"Whatever will become of me? I wondered, the mud splattering at my feet. Whatever will become of me? And of Lili, and all the rest? It wasn't so much the fear of death that pained me, but rather the galling futility of this existence suspended between two voids. Here today, gone tomorrow. What could be the point of all this suffering, bounded by parentheses, in the midst of nothing? Was it possible some God was looking down on me from above? Why did he put me here in the first place if I was simply to suffer and vanish without a trace? Had he no mercy, this God?"
Lotti, another inmate who chose to become a member of the Auschwitz Puffkommando (brothel), was bemoaning the rejection by her sister and fellow-inmate Gustine over her choice:
"She was always dragging God's name into it, Gustine was. It became an obsession with her. 'God won't forsake his creatures. God knows what he's doing. God can't allow injustice to triumph.' And meanwhile the crematorium just keeps puffing away and ashes are dropping on my head."
Most of the vignettes end with ashes. Yet Millu gives life again to the many women who joined the columns of smoke rising from the crematoria of Birkenau.
(JAF)