“Voices clashed. Grandmother stared at Fathers new uniform. It seemed Mother thought the uniform looked and felt fine, but Grandmother on the other hand only saw it as an embarrassment. Although Grandfather felt proud of Father, Grandmother felt a deep sense of disgust. You could hear the hum of the electricity in the walls as the crowd pulled back in a wave of dark uniforms and whispered words of deep shame. A cold, hard stare. “Is this what you have become?” She said harshly. How could her son wear such a terrible thing? She stood up from the table and grabbed her coat and stormed out of the house. Bruno finally realised that the family was broken from a uniform.”
“They stared outside. Bruno and Gretel looked through the glass feeling confused. They gazed outside the window so they saw everything that happened. Gretel and Bruno glared at a high wire fence topped with sharp coils of barbed wire stretched into the distance where groups of soldiers marched through the grey dust. An empty wasteland. “Who are all those people?” Bruno asked. Why was everyone wearing the same striped clothes? They stared at huts outside and watched the soldiers and felt a cold chill. Bruno turned away from the window and accepted that nothing will ever be the same again like in Berlin.”
Silence fell. Gretel’s ego made Bruno annoyed. Curiosity flooded his thoughts, he desperately wanted to know why everyone acted so unbothered about moving. Although Gretel’s sensibility seemed tough, she has similar thoughts Bruno has about Berlin. Gretel’s annoyance got too intense towards Bruno and the fact that she picks on him every single day. Complete silence. “Do you like this new house?”Bruno said. No, not really. She thought to herself. Bruno paced back and forward thinking about how his life was ruined. This was a new chapter in his life.
This term we used the Gem to help us create our 10 sentences, chapter 2 was about how Bruno was at Auschwitz and how miserable he was. We also got to create images for every chapter we do, here is our summary. The door opened. He had entered a very lonely home. He was feeling mostly miserable and helpless, departing from Berlin and his best friends. While he walked inside he dragged his packed clothes across the old creaky, dark, and wooden floorboards. Sorrow filled the air, you could see specks of dust in the air which whispered as if they were old ghosts in the broken walls. A hollow silence.“Why did we have to move here?!”he asked frustratedly.“How could a house so large feel so empty ?” He said looking around his room feeling helpless and depressed. The memory of the city faded, the warmth of his old room vanished, and the laughter of his neighbors vanished from existence. He accepted that his old life is just a memory now.