The Right to Liberation

            He was a beautiful little boy with light brown hair and a smile on his face. From birth, this child was more than ordinary. He was never a hassle but never unordinary. He always had a certain aurora around him. It always felt that God was with him.

            In 3 months he was threatened and the family feared for his life. He had almost been killed as a child for having been a Jew born to a poor family, something he was unable to change, a master plan by God. All though he was loved he was not safe so they named him a non-Jewish name and left him on the doorstep of a German Household.

            In his basket there was a note and it said, “Dieses ist Frederich” translated to this is Frederich from German. When the housemaid found him there, Frederich had joined the Schwinger family.

            He was a little different than his so called brother. Although they both loved games and competition, Frederich loved the enjoyment while David loved winning. When David was ranked as Admiral had also become Warden of Auschwitz in Oswiecim, Poland. Frederich moved with David to Poland due to his lack of German annunciation and depended on his brother’s support.

             Due to David’s position and authority Frederich was given a job inside of the Concentration Camp. He was a leader of sort amongst the meek Jews and Poles.

            Seeing the pain of the tortured Jews and Poles he quickly stopped working as hard as he did at the Camp. Even though he did not ask for this position he felt very guilty. He attempted to stop all the lashings and negative treatment but was unsuccessful. Did wickedness of the Nazis was unstoppable and ridiculous. It was not until he walked through the immense branches and vines of the Polish woods in a thunderstorm he finally cooled off and allowed himself to think.

            He sat on a log a lightning bolt hit a branch of a tree and it fell in front of him burning. The amazement was just amazing. It spoke to him an