Wiesel Stories

A response to a speech given by Elie Wiesel in April 1999 on the topic of moral "indifference", countering the presented notion of the merits of foreign military interventionism. Written first as a school project, but later also published in Canada's People's Voice in the June 15-30 issue.

Every Newsie knows about the Delancey Brothers, Oscar and Morris, but when a girl joins her brothers at the circulation gate one day, the Newsies can't help but wonder who she is, and how she is so close to the Delancey Brothers. (I do not own any of the characters, other than Amelia and a few others) Enjoy! (I'm rewrote this book since I thought I could do better) #72 in Weasel out of 151 stories. #21 in OscarDelancey out of 36 stories. #34 in MorrisDelancey out of 36 stories. #13 in Wiesel out of 20 stories. #312 in Newsiesfanfiction out of 469 stories. #27 in NewsiesFanfic out of 38 stories. #830 in JackKelly out of 1.1k stories. #345 in RacetrackHiggins out of 413 stories. Updated: September 21, 2020

A veces cuando leemos o vemos una película deseamos que poder participar en ellas, o abrazar a nuestro personaje favorito. Cuando lo único que deseas es poder vivir una historia así, y se te concede que sucedería, cuando te das cuenta que viviste una mentira, cuando descubres tu pasado.

In 1899, two aspiring reporters get caught up in one of the biggest events of their time; a newsboy strike. Eleanor, Ellie, and her friend aim to be more than vaudeville reporters, and when opportunity comes their way, they immediately jump on it. But with the strike comes the leader. Jack Kelly. Ellie finds him both endearing and annoying. Sweet and frustrating. All is well until the strike goes wrong and then he finds out who she truly is. But the newboys and their fellow reporters are resilient. They refuse to quit before they're done, and that strength and courage may save them in the end. And perhaps there is also a chance for love. *I don't own Newsies. All credit goes to Alan Menken and Jack Feldman. I only own Ellie.*

This is a found poem that I wrote from Elie Wiesel's "Keep Memory Alive". Elie Wiesel is someone who survived the Holocaust and he turned his pain and hurt into art. Written art, to be precise. I took certain words from this written piece and created a poem of my own. Although, without his words, I would've never FOUND my own. So, let's keep Elie Wiesel's memory alive through his magnificent work.

Obviously a book of quotes. Hope you enjoy!

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If you want to see a new quote every single day, you've come to the right place.

are restless souls ever sent to heaven?

Night by Ellie Wiesel is a beautifully writen book that I got to read for my Religion class. There is a beautiful meaning behind this book that I shall never forget. Here I describe what I think that this book is about.

This is a poem about the Holocaust and the education which circles around it. With my personal experiences in Grade 12, we were required to study "Night" by Elie Wiesel in English, as well as the Holocaust in history class, where we had to tell the stories of the victims of the Holocaust to our classmates. I tried to convey the inhumanity while also acknowledging that it is impossible to understand the pain we are so often told about.