But sometimes dreamer. The story of a lonely it at first glance the story of the Holocaust. But only the combination is nothing more mistaken. Yes, the book is Joan Wiszniewicz conversation, which in a way had to be can help to cope with the past of its protagonist, but it's probably mainly a record of deep penetration in yourself and seek self-identity. Reconciliation with each other - with this, what was done and what not dopatrzyło, from what I have escaped, and the important decisions facing pochyliło head. The book, of which its author, Joanna Wiszniewicz writes that occurred a little out of my will a record of nearly three years of the author's conversations with Alex, a Polish Jew, now living in America. (Hero of the book does not give his real name, but in the name of the inaccuracy can be no doubt.) This is a very private experience, the constant accompaniment of personal przeżyciom man who as a young man experienced the ordeal of war and Jews.
War meets Alex in its most beautiful period of life - growing up, changing schools, learning about the world, an unforgettable relationship. And here it happens something that is hard to imagine something we have not been, unknown and dangerous. The hero of the book comes from an intellectual Jewish family. Only child, raised in a warm atmosphere, with no sense of danger, without the responsibilities and problems can not imagine the evil posed by the war. Sam, still niepogodzony with each other, reluctant to be congruent with the family and sometimes burning feeling ashamed of their roots, is forced to a rapid decision to defend their own dignity. To grant to the past. Alexander his whole life sharply criticized prewar Jewish environment, and also could not understand the behavior of anti-Semitic Poles. Lost between the family and their own, inexperienced thoughts, between the family and what surrounds it stumbles over the force. Suddenly cease to be an important existing problems, suddenly the war, Germany and hunger prevail. But Alex still lives in a little deluded. With all the time hope this is temporary, that just kind of postraszenia, a small punishment for Jewish pride if condones the ghetto, German regime. Covered with a protective umbrella of the family still deals only with science, friends and their own world. Too late awakening occurs in Alex. Too often the aid pull-out hand. Too late does not want the inevitable.
War meets Alex in its most beautiful period of life - growing up, changing schools, learning about the world, an unforgettable relationship. And here it happens something that is hard to imagine something we have not been, unknown and dangerous. The hero of the book comes from an intellectual Jewish family. Only child, raised in a warm atmosphere, with no sense of danger, without the responsibilities and problems can not imagine the evil posed by the war. Sam, still niepogodzony with each other, reluctant to be congruent with the family and sometimes burning feeling ashamed of their roots, is forced to a rapid decision to defend their own dignity. To grant to the past. Alexander his whole life sharply criticized prewar Jewish environment, and also could not understand the behavior of anti-Semitic Poles. Lost between the family and their own, inexperienced thoughts, between the family and what surrounds it stumbles over the force. Suddenly cease to be an important existing problems, suddenly the war, Germany and hunger prevail. But Alex still lives in a little deluded. With all the time hope this is temporary, that just kind of postraszenia, a small punishment for Jewish pride if condones the ghetto, German regime. Covered with a protective umbrella of the family still deals only with science, friends and their own world. Too late awakening occurs in Alex. Too often the aid pull-out hand. Too late does not want the inevitable.
Now, when the war broke out, and I was almost twelve years, could, in principle, something to help my family. But it's "you're shiftless" in me was so strong that there is still persistent in the belief that, from caring about what I eat and where to sleep, there are others. My World is a former book, dreams and discussions. The world of abstraction, the world of intellectual development. Went back into it more and more. And more and more odgradzałem books from the real world.
say that later, is the story of the camp, the capture of fleeing life, to describe the desperate clinging to slippery days is not enough. Too little, because each such certificate is different, each is added to the sum of wrongs. Said also that he is well, that is over, that is outdated is a sin. This is where the evil in the war. Until we are people who went to hell as long as you are such a certificate and while still talking about it will not be enough. I never should be. How much internal struggle went through each of the orphaned by faith and strength, each vulnerable to war, only to learn of such certificates as But sometimes dreamer.
How I hated myself and Alex as much ashamed of his origin, he did not want to reveal his real name. How much had to be niepogodzony and also how proud of his origin. What needs to be a heavy feeling. Be a nation without a map, nation subject, pleading for mercy. Aleks says - without pride and their dignity. Yes niepogodzonym that without fear of pain and cowardice wishing death. Conferring worm to creep, just to save your skin.
This lack of integration is a common ailment Jewish. Of course, you do not have to be Jewish to have destabilized personality - and also can be a Jew with a very integrated mind, like my father. But with the disintegration of Jewish is a little like tuberculosis. You live in poor conditions, bad eat properly and not become ill with tuberculosis. But when you have a predisposition to tuberculosis ...
If you are a Jew growing up in assimilating to the family, your growing up in Poland falls in the thirties and have poor mental construction ...
Holocaust is not over, the camps can not be forgotten , przystawionych gun to his head can not help but dream, a feeling of hunger will forever be associated with the camp soup. What is after the war? This question also answers the book by Joanna Wiszniewicz. Raises the problem of forgetting tests and come to terms with what is apparent from the war. Regardless of the win, the joy of life created a sense of shame and reluctance to return to those moments. Hence, probably Alex wants to remain anonymous caller - do not want those to know, do not want to confirm their smallness, their humiliation. Today, being a citizen of America does not refresh the past, not watering the roots. Next is a little torn between being a Jew, a little Pole.
Maybe I wanted to know if my humiliation was necessary? And the humiliation of other Jews in the ghettos and camps were necessary?
thought that as a Jew I am something else and I do not belong to Europe, constantly tormented me. Poles in the Polish way belong to Europe, I told myself, the French in the French manner, and the Jews not because they are not a nation. So if I'm not European, then who in the end I am?
did not want to be a Jew. I do not know what I would want to be, but not a Jew.
From the beginning, the story is finding its own identity, of self. War, destruction and the will to survive in the camp (although I am far from finding that was needed) unless Alex helped to find what you are looking for since childhood. In a painful way shell may, in its being, the existence of nationality, consciousness.
And although it is still unclear whether the man opened up the old environment, or returned to the old places and adopted at the end of a friendly outstretched hand, we know for sure that somehow the only known way confessed to her origin and reconciled with him. Maybe a little perversely, perhaps for peace, either, and grief. Reading But sometimes ... you can refer the impression that Alex, as it were a synonym for the Jewish people blame themselves for the war. Accuses the Jews pride and confidence, lifestyle annoying ( not act like a Jew, do not say out loud as Jew), who perhaps contributed to the hostile, anti-Semitism (although it condemns such actions), for the war. When the concentration camp he meets the French, or Dutch only aware of the enormity and scope of the war. It is understood that it is not only the Jewish nation is guilty of the death and destruction of their own nation.
survivor of the camps, after years styling her life, absorbing all the information regarding the war. In this way, trying to cure their complexes, forget the sorrow, which provides him with the serfdom of the Jews in the camps, even though it was just a will to survive. Then, it will, without a fight for the honor is a source of frustration for Alex and a persistent lack of belonging. Many years had to pass, many events and issues have to stifle the pain of war that Alex has found the identity, experience of being Jewish.
And I think that Poland could not be "just Jewish" "Jew neutral" - as I am in America (....) In Poland, I could not be a Jew, who with her Jewishness is no longer a problem. So when I see that there the problem of belonging of Jews coming back to me, it is with great relief to say that I said I am no longer sick.
After reading the book by Joanna Wiszniewicz reminds me of a couple of questions. First of all, if it is still such citizens of the world who do not come to terms with his own story, with who they were born. How many people searching for identity. And one more thing think is important - whether today we are able to appreciate such a certificate. Save them from death and oblivion. As long as humanity in the face of continuous wars will want to remember about that. And I so wish - we never forget the people who were forced to forget about honor and self-identity.
quotes from the book
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