By Élie Wiesel
From his early years along with his loving Jewish relatives to the horrors of Auschwitz to his existence as a Nobel Prize-winning novelist, Elie Wiesel tells his tale. Passionate and poignant, All Rivers Run to the ocean is an unforgettable booklet of affection and rage, doubt and religion, depression and belief, and finally, of knowledge, of pictures.
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He laughs hysterically. ‘My god, he’s huge,’ he squeaks to the woman. He grabs the back of my head and pulls me inside. A million things are going on in my mind. Is this baby his kid? Who the hell’s this woman? What a shitty place. Something stinks. Aren’t I supposed to headbutt this guy? ’ he says. You hungry? He always used to say that. ’ He’d stop the car and we’d buy a kebab on the way home. A wave of familiarity and comfort hits me like a punch in the face. ‘Go fetch a beer,’ he says to the woman.
Hien! ’ Mum darted over and tried to squeeze into it. It didn’t fit. ‘I’ll buy it for my girlfriend,’ Uncle Dung said. ‘What are you talking about? You don’t have a girlfriend,’ Uncle Thanh responded. ’ He looked down at the reflection of light bouncing off the fur. ’ Mum asked. But Uncle Dung had made up his mind. ‘Nah. I’m going to buy it. ’ A couple of glorious hours of shopping later we left, and took with us an enormous loot. We felt so happy, even a little bit guilty, that we’d bought all these beautiful clothes for next to nothing.
I check that my eyes are dry and take one enormous sniff to clear my nostrils, immediately gagging at the stench of cat piss. As I knock tentatively I can hear a baby screaming. The grey door opens and there’s a woman. She looks about twenty-five. A part of me thinks that maybe I’ve got the wrong place, but a part of me knows she probably has something to do with him. She looks me up and down nervously. ’ she calls out. Then he appears. My father. Just as I remember him. Almost exactly the same.
All Rivers Run to the Sea: Memoirs by Élie Wiesel