The blockalteste was telling Elie that he should just give up on his father. ... Only bread (Wiesel 115). ... At that moment, the man wanted Elie's shoes but he said that he'd rather not get his rations of soup and bread. ... "For a ration of bread I was able to exchange cots to be next to my father " (Wiesel 108). Elie continued to give up his food just to be next to his father during work. ...
He speaks passionately of his new country and how "Although she feeds me bread of bitterness/And sinks into my throat her tiger's tooth" (1-2) she is his mother who nurtures him. Like the mother of an unwanted child, "Her vigor flows like tides into my blood/Giving me strength erect against her hate" (McKay 6-7). ...
The thin beam of light that is normally admitted through the small gap between the edge of the coarse, uncultured curtains and the casing of the Victorian bay windows, gives notice to the minor patches of peeling paint on the unsoiled walls. ... A tray of bread and water sits untouched beside the thick rotted wood door, as if expecting someone. ...
