I am scared of standing in front of the class. The teacher is really mean to me and Isaac. Why do they hate us Jewish people? What is going to happen to me? I worked so hard at school but  the teacher did not give me good marks. Why?

Jacob



Frau Heidelberg picked up the chalk and drew the Star of David on the blackboard, pressing so hard that chalk dust floated down. Frau Heidelberg turned toward the classroom, her cheeks red with anger. She was glaring at Isaac and I, The two Jewish boys. I lowered my head so that I didn't have to look at her Icy glare. 



Issac and I had just recently became best friends. We were the only Jews in our class and we were being left out and bullied. One day, Marcus- one of my former friends picked up a rock and threw it at Isaac because we were Jewish. Luckily, Frau Heidelberg had saw the whole scene. “You're in trouble now” I said to Marcus. I had thought that Frau Heidelberg would come out and scold Marcus, maybe punish him but, all she did was turn her back and walk away. Marcus then picked up a bigger rock and Isaac and I ran.



“Class, you all know this evil symbol.” Frau Heidelberg explained. “Isaac and Jacob, please come to the front of the classroom and face your superior classmates.” I froze in my seat. I felt the blood rush to my face, filling it with anger. My heart pounded so loudly that I was sure my classmates would hear me. I tried to move but my legs stayed glued to the floor. From the corner of my eye, I noticed that Isaac hadn't moved either. “NOW!” shouted Frau Heidelberg. I slowly walked to the front of the classroom, Isaac behind me.



Frau Heidelberg picked up the chalk again, and wrote something on the blackboard. I couldn't see what she wrote but, I was sure it was something bad about Jews. Some kids snickered when they saw the message on the board. Frau Heidelberg turned back to the class. “Quiet! I want you to read this out loud.” Frau Heidelberg pointed at the message on the black board. The class read the message out loud and I felt like I had been stabbed. “The Jew is our greatest enemy. Beware of the Jew.”



Nothing made sense. What had I done to be labelled an “enemy?” What made me so different than the rest of the class, the ones still sitting in their seats? How could my teacher, of all people, write such a horrible message on the board?



“Yes class, take a good look at these two Jews standing in front of you. They are indeed your enemy.” Boomed a voive from the back of the classroom. It was the headmaster. I had barely noticed him. “They will take your jobs, your food, your culture, if we let them. But don’t worry, class – soon this problem will finally be solved, now that our Fuhrer, Adolf Hitler has united us with Germany. Just you wait and see!”



I felt tears rushed to my eyes. Why was everything blamed on the Jews? What had we done wrong? What made us different from the rest of the people in the world? Is there something wrong with me? I had so many questions I wanted to ask. I wanted to know the truth. I wanted to know what is happening to the Austrian-Jews.



 

Jacob

   Frau Heidelberg drew the Star of David on the chalkboard; she was pushing so hard that bits of chalk fell to the ground making the room dusty. She turned around and looked directly at Isaac and me. I looked down instantly to avoid looking into her eyes. I knew the headmaster was staring at me from the back of the room.

     Isaac and I have been best friends for a few months-ever since Frau Heidelberg called the other boys “fine Austrian stock,” since then they stopped talking to Isaac and I, unless they were trying to hurt us emotionally and physically. I once thought that Frau Heidelberg took pity on us Jews, but for the first time Marcus picked up a sharp rock and threw it hard at Isaac’s head. I saw her at the widow watching the entire scene. So I said “look Marcus-you’re in trouble now,” I warned him pointing at the window as a trail of blood trickled down Jacob’s face. I hoped she would open the window and shout at Marcus, but all she did was turn around and walk away as if nothing happened. Marcus started to laugh and picked up a even bigger rock, so Jacob and I ran.

“Class you all know this evil symbol is,” Frau Heidelberg said pointing to the Star of David.” Isaac and Jacob please come to the front of the class room to face your superior classmates,” her voice was sharp, making the hair on the back of my neck stand. I felt paralyzed. Now she shouted and Isaac and I went to the front of the classroom. I was trying to keep my breath steady while Frau Heidelberg wrote Jew’s are the enemy and made the class repeat it.    

Frau Heidelberg drew a 6 pointed star on the blackboard. The squeaking of the chalk sounded like long nails screeching on the blackboard. The headmaster was looking right into Frau Heidelberg's eyes like he  was ready to poke them out. I could see Frau Heidelberg trying to look strict at Isaac and I. She said “Come and stand up in front of this class Isaac and Jacob." I felt like I was going to faint and I could tell Isaac was going to scream. When I looked at Isaac, I could dry blood on the side of his cheek.

Isaac and I have been best friends since, well a few months a go. Marcus hurled a sharp rock with full force at Isaac and there was a trickle of blood down his cheek. Frau Heidelberg had been watching the whole thing and I just pointed at her and said to Marcus “oh, Marcus, you’re in trouble now." But Frau Heidelberg just turned and walked away. Suddenly Marcus just sent a surprise attack from a bigger rock but it missed by that much. Isaac and I just an away.

" Class this Star of David *shiver* is an evil symbol and these boys are our enemy, just like that Star of David." Frau Heidelberg said. While she said that,  she wrote, “The Jew is our greatest enemy. Beware of the Jews" on the blackboard. How am Isaac and I the "enemy" ? Why would Frau Heidelberg write such a horrible message? The "Class, take a good look at these horrible two Jews standing in front of you. They are indeed  your enemy. They will take your jobs, shops and culture if we let them. But don't worry, soon this 'problem' is will be finally solved, now that the Fuhrer has united us with Germany. Just wait and see!"

Things have been already, just like Isaac. Many of our friends had lost their jobs, horrible messages posted about Jews all around the city, just about 3 months ago they said my mom couldn't be a nurse anymore.

I don't know how things can get any worse. Can they???

Frau Heidelberg took the piece of chalk and drew two triangles in the shape of a six-pointed star on the blackboard, pushing so hard that motes of chalk dust fell down like ash from where the chalk touched the board.  She turned her pale blue eyes towards the class; her cheeks looked red with anger.  Her gaze came to rest on Jacob and my former best friend Isaac-the Jews.

Isaac and I were best friends before. But after attending Hitler Jugend, I learned how the Jews took our business and food. How we were superior over them. I could never again be friends with a Jew. Angry, one day I threw a rock at Isaac's head.It was bleeding, but I didn't care. At least not until Jacob pointed out something. "Look, Marcus-you're in trouble now." Frau Heidelberg, my teacher, had seen it all through her window. But it was no matter-she turned around and walked away. I looked at the Jews' gaping faces. I laughed. I picked up a bigger rock, but the Jews had run away. Hmph. Not only were they inferior, they were cowards too.

"Class, you all know this evil symbol," Frau Heidelberg said, knocking me out of my daydream. "Isaac and Jacob, please come to the front of the class and face your superior classmates." Her icy voice shivered my spine. "I'm glad I'm not at the receiving end of that voice," I thought. When the Jews didn't move, the teacher spoke up. "NOW!" she shouted. The Jews immediately sprang up and did as she said, but they kept their eyes on the floor.

The teacher wrote something on the board-"The Jew is our greatest enemy. Beware of the Jews." I was enjoying this. The Jews deserved it. I snickered. "Quiet," the teacher snapped. I glanced at the headmaster. So the teacher was rooting for the Jews, eh? I'll see to that. I wrote my teacher's name in my notebook. I'll take it to my next Hitler Jugend meeting and she'll regret rooting for the Jews. Frau Heidelberg pointed at each word, and the class read the sentences together. "The Jew is our greatest enemy. Beware the Jew." 

At that moment, the headmaster spoke. "Yes, class, take a good look at these two Jewsstanding in front of you.They are indeed your enemy. They will take your jobs, your food, your culture, if we let them. But don't worry, class-soon this 'problem' will finally be solved, not that our Fuhrer has united us with Germany. Just you wait and see!"

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Jacob’s point of view.

Frau Heidelberg took a piece of chalk and drew 2 triangles to make a 6 pointed star, pushing to chalk so hard that parts of it were gently falling off. She turned her pale blue eyes towards the class; her cheeks were pinkish-red with anger. Her gaze upon the class came to a rest on me and my friend Isaac. I look around just so that she would stop her piercing gaze at Isaac and me. I could feel the head master’s eyes boring into my back.

Isaac and I have been friend for a few months - ever since Frau Heidelberg referred Marcus and the other boys as “fine Austrian stock”. I had once thought that Frau Heidelberg was perhaps sympathetic towards us Jews, but the first time Marcus picked up a sharp rock and threw it with full force on my head, Isaac saw her at the classroom window during this event. “Look Marcus you’re in trouble now.” Isaac warned him pointing toward the window as, as a trail of blood trickled down my cheek. I wanted to see Frau Heidelberg burst the window and start yelling at Marcus, but sadly, it didn’t happen. All she did was turn around and walked away. Marcus laughed and picked up and even bigger rock. I ran and so did Isaac.

“Class you all know this evil symbol, Frau Heidelberg explained. Isaac and Jacob please come to the front of the class and face you superior classmates.” Her voice sounded like ice, making the hair on the back of my neck stand on end. I couldn’t see. All I can hear is the sound of heartbeats in my ears, and I was sure Isaac and everybody else can hear it too. “NOW,” she shouted above the sound of the blood rushing to my face, and both Isaac and I rose from our seats and moved to the front of the room. I turned to face the class, but kept my eyes firmly focussed on the apple that was sitting on Frau Heidelberg’s desk. I could hear Isaac beside me, trying to keep his breathing steady.

I could hear Frau Heidelberg scratching the chalk, across the black chalk board. “What is she writing?” I thought to myself. I did think about looking up, but I decided not to. As she finished writing, I could hear a few of my former friends snickering. “Quiet,” Frau Heidelberg snapped, then asked the class to read the message aloud with her as she stabbed at each word with her pointer. The class read the message together, despite the monotony sound, their voice sounded sinister! “The Jew is our greatest enemy. Beware of the Jews.” As quickly as my face had reddened with embarrassment, the blood left my face and I thought to myself “Did they really say that?” I thought I was going to be sick.

Nothing made sense. Had I done to be labelled an “Enemy?” what made me so different than the rest of class, the ones sitting in their seats? How could my leader of all people write suck a horrible message with the black board?

At the back of the classroom, the headmaster spoke up for the first time. “Yes, class, take a good look at these two years standing in front of you. They are indeed your enemy. They will take your jobs, your food, and your culture if you let them. But don’t worry, class- soon this ‘problem’ will finally be solved, that our Fuhrer has united us with Germany. Just you wait and see!” 

Thing had gotten bad for my family since the Nazis had entered Austria. Many of our friends lost their businesses, horrible messages about Jews are posted all around the city, and just over three months ago they said my dad was no longer able to be a doctor. I can’t see how things can get any worse.

But can things get any worse?

 Jacob’s point of view.

As Frau Heidelberg took a piece of chalk and drew 2 triangles to make a 6 pointed star, pushing to chalk so hard that parts of it were gently falling off. She turned her pale blue eyes towards the class; her cheeks were pinkish-red with anger. Her gaze upon the class came to a rest on me and my friend Isaac. I look around just so that she would stop her piercing gaze at Isaac and me. I could feel the head master’s eyes boring into my back.

Isaac and I have been friend for a few months - ever since Frau Heidelberg referred Marcus and the other boys as “fine Austrian stock”. I had once thought that Frau Heidelberg was perhaps sympathetic towards us Jews, but the first time Marcus picked up a sharp rock and threw it with full force on my head, Isaac saw her at the classroom window during this event. “Look Marcus you’re in trouble now.” Isaac warned him pointing toward the window as, as a trail of blood trickled down my cheek. I wanted to see Frau Heidelberg burst the window and start yelling at Marcus, but sadly, it didn’t happen. All she did was turn around and walked away. Marcus laughed and picked up and even bigger rock. I ran and so did Isaac.

“Class you all know this evil symbol, Frau Heidelberg explained. Isaac and Jacob, please come to the front of the class and face you superior classmates.” Her voice sounded like ice, making the hair on the back of my neck stand on end. I couldn’t see. All I can hear is the sound of heartbeats in my ears, and I was sure Isaac and everybody else can hear it too. “NOW,” she shouted above the sound of the blood rushing to my face, and both Isaac and I rose from our seats and moved to the front of the room. I turned to face the class, but kept my eyes firmly focussed on the hole at the right big toe of my brother’s hand me down shoes that I now wore. I could hear Isaac beside me, trying to keep his breathing steady.

I could hear Frau Heidelberg scratching the chalk, across the black chalk board. “What is she writing?” I thought to myself. I did think about looking up, but I decided not to. As she finished writing, I could hear a few of my former friends snickering. “Quiet,” Frau Heidelberg snapped, then asked the class to read the message aloud with her as she stabbed at each word with her pointer. The class read the message together, despite the monotony sound, their voice sounded sinister! “The Jew is our greatest enemy. Beware of the Jews.” As quickly as my face had reddened with embarrassment, the blood left my face and I thought to myself “Did they really say that?” I thought I was going to be sick.

Nothing made sense. Had I done to be labelled an “Enemy?” what made me so different than the rest of class, the ones sitting in their seats? How could my leader of all people write suck a horrible message with the black board?

At the back of the classroom, the headmaster spoke up for the first time. “Yes, class, take a good look at these two years standing in front of you. They are indeed your enemy. They will take your jobs, your food, and your culture if you let them. But don’t worry, class- soon this ‘problem’ will finally be solved, that our Fuhrer has united us with Germany. Just you wait and see!” 

Thing had gotten bad for my family since the Nazis had entered Austria. Many of our friends lost their businesses, horrible messages about Jews are posted all around the city, and just over three months ago they said my dad was no longer able to be a doctor. I can’t see how things can get any worse.

But can things get any worse?

Hiiiiiiiiii !

How are you today?

I'm great !

I cant beleive its not snowing yet.. its already December.

well anyways..

what do you want for christmas?

me? I want an iphone.. or a touch.. Thats it :D

just kidding ..   I want either an iphone or touch or a DSI :DD

and I want my got father to buy me either one of those things.. he said that he would :D

but anyways I have to go :(

Buhh Byeeee :D

I watched as my teacher, Frau Heidelberg, drew something one the board. She is like a completely different person from the moment the headmaster entered the room. I do not know what she scribbled, but it must be about me and Isaac. Nervousness creped up to me and prevented me from looking up the black board. The screeching sounds made by the chalk are like knives, stabbing my heart every second. I felt like crying. What have I done wrong? I lowered my head until finally, my teacher talked. "Class, you all know this evil symbol,” she said coldly” Isaac and Jacob, please come to the front of the class and face your superior classmates." my faced burned, and froze in my seat. Isaac did the same. The whole classroom is like a grave yard. Not one word came out of me and my classmates' mouth. Suddenly, a sound broke the silence.” NOW!" my teacher shouted. This is probably the worst sound my teacher could ever make. I obeyed. Without looking up, I and Isaac walked in front of the classroom. The teacher wrote something on the board again. I don't know what she is writing. I didn't want to know. Teacher told my classmates to read it.  “The Jew is our greatest enemy.  Beware of the Jews.”  The sound echoed I my head. They are talking about Jews...that's why I'm standing in front of the classroom, facing the terrible situation. A voice came into my head. The headmaster started talking, “Yes, class, take a good look at these two Jews standing in front of you.  They are indeed your enemy.  They will take your jobs, your food, your culture, if we let them.  But don’t worry, class – soon this ‘problem’ will finally be solved, now that our Fuhrer has united us with Germany.  Just you wait and see!” Now I was mad. How are we a problem?! Hitler even made that silly rule about Jews weren't allowed to go outside after 8:00! What a silly rule! Anger bursted out. I can’t do anything now. I know how much trouble I will get myself into if I say much more. Instead, I clenched my fist.

This will stop,

Right?

Why? Why? Everyone is treating Issac and I like bags of dirt that should just be laughed and kicked at and no one cares! Not even the teacher or headmaster! They are the ones who should care the most!  For example one day Marcus threw a sharp rock straight at Issac and it started bleeding. I saw Frau Heidelberg looking out a classroom window when it happened and I said, "Look Marcus - you're in trouble now." but all Frau Heidelberg did is turn around. Marcus just laughed and picked up an even bigger rock. Issac ran and so did I. Then at class Frau Heidelberg told us to come up to the front of the room and face our "superior" classmates. Neither Issac or I moved. Then she said,"NOW." so we walked up.  Issac and I were both looking at our feet so our heads never looked up. I was trying to keep my breathing steady when Frau Heidelberg started writing on the board.  When she finished she asked the class to read it with her. They said,"The Jew is our greatest enemy. Beware of the Jews." I was surprised. What had we done to become the enemy? We didn't do anything wrong. Then the headmaster spoke," Yes class, take a good look at these two Jews standing in front of you. They are indeed your enemy. They will take your jobs, your food, your cultre, if we let them. But don't worry class - soon this 'problem' will be solved now that our Furher has united us with Germany. Just you wait and see!" Things are getting really bad for Jews. Lots of us have already lost their jobs or businesses and horrible messages about Jews are being posted around the city. Things can't get worse, can they?

         Frau Heidelberg took the piece of chalk and drew the star of david on the blackboard, pushing so hard that chalk dust fell down like ash from board.  She turned her pale blue eyes towards the class; her cheeks looked red with anger.  Her gaze came to rest on myself and my best friend Jacob.  I looked down at my desk top to avert her piercing gaze.  I could feel the eyes of the headmaster, sitting at the back of the class, boring into my back.

 Isaac and I marched in the room with eyes staring at us from every corner. I felt immense emotional pressure as I was standing there. The teacher standing their motionless, enouncing lies to all the students about us. We are the Jews. They talk so arrogant about us. It's so incredible how they think we are thieves of their culture, food,religon and life. What are they doing to us though. They are killing us of religon, and for thier power and own long lasting amusment they don't let us even be entitled to our own opinion.We are powerless.Our friendship began a couple months ago.Although it feels we have been friends for years it is probably the brainwashing result in family loss and conflict. What is soon to come?

Frau Heidelberg took the piece of chalk and drew two triangles in the shape of a six-pointed star on the blackboard, pushing so hard that motes of chalk dust fell down like ash from where the chalk touched the board.  She turned her pale blue eyes towards the class; her cheeks looked red with anger.  Her gaze came to rest on myself and my best friend Isaac.  I looked down at my desk top to avert her piercing gaze.  I could feel the eyes of the headmaster, sitting at the back of the class, boring into my back.

Isaac and I  had been best friends for only a few months – ever since Marcus and the other boys that Frau Heidelberg referred to as “fine Austrian stock” stopped talking to us, unless they were hurling an insult or aiming a fist, or foot in our direction.  I had once thought that Frau Heidelberg was perhaps sympathetic towards us Jews, but the first time Marcus picked up a sharp rock and threw it with full force Isaac's head, I saw her at the classroom window watching the event.  “Look, Marcus – you’re in trouble now,” I warned him pointing at the window, as a trail of blood trickled down Isaac's cheek.  I wanted her to push open the window and shout at Marcus to come inside, but all she did was turn around and walk away.  Marcus just laughed, picking up an even bigger rock. I was furious and wanted Frau Heidelberg to do something about it. How could she just ignore that event? And I knew it was because Isaac was a Jew. It would have mattered if I threw a rock at Marcus's head, but it didn't even matter if it happened to a Jew. I felt baby tears prick my eyes as I thought about this unfair theory. Isaac ran, and so did I.

“Class, you all know this evil symbol,” Frau Heidelberg explained.  “Isaac and Jacob, please come to the front of the class and face your superior classmates.”  Her voice sounded like ice, making the hair on the back of my neck stand on end.  I couldn’t move.  From the corner of my eye, I could see Isaac couldn’t either.  All I could hear was the sound of my heartbeat in my ears, and I was sure everyone else could hear it as well. Isaac looked stiff as a statue, and I was sure I looked like one too.  “NOW,” she shouted above the sound of the blood rushing to my face, and both Isaac and I rose from our seats and moved to the front of the room.  I turned to face the class, but kept my eyes firmly focussed on  the hole at the right big toe of my shoes that I wore. My face flushed firey red of embarrassment. Why couldn't it be Marcus standing up here, ready to be humiliated? I could hear Issac beside me, trying to keep his breathing steady.

I could hear Frau Heidelberg scratching the chalk across the blackboard again, and imagined her spidery letters appearing on the board.  “What is she writing?” I thought.   I didn’t want to look up, afraid of what I was going to read. What if it had to do with Isaac and I being Jews?  As she finished writing, I could hear a few of my former friends snickering.  “Quiet,” Frau Heidelberg snapped, then asked the class to read the message aloud with her, as she stabbed at each word with her pointer.  The class read together, yet despite the monotony of sound, their voices sounded sinister: “The Jew is our greatest enemy.  Beware of the Jews." I tried to think about something else, but I felt the eyes of my classmates prick me like icicles. I thought I was going to be sick.

Nothing made sense.  What had I done to be labelled an “enemy?”  What made me so different than the rest of the class, the ones still sitting in their seats?  How could my teacher, of all people, write such a horrible message on the board?

At the back of the classroom, the headmaster spoke up for the first time.  “Yes, class, take a good look at these two Jews standing in front of you.  They are indeed your enemy.  They will take your jobs, your food, your culture, if we let them.  But don’t worry, class – soon this ‘problem’ will finally be solved, now that our Fuhrer has united us with Germany.  Just you wait and see!” It didn't make any sense. And I hated being called a "problem." I wasn't trying to take anything. Why was I being accused of so many horrible lies?

Things had gotten bad for my family already since the Nazis had entered Austria.  Many of our friends lost their businesses, horrible messages about Jews are posted all around the city, and just over three months ago they took away my father's job. People were treating me entirley different because I'm a Jew. These were the people that used to be my friends. they used to treat me with respect, but now they treat me like dirt...or like nothing. I can’t see how things can get any worse.

Can they?

Point of View Story: Marcus