A nazi boy

The night of broken glass

I was sitting in the movie theater with my dear friend Fritz and his mother Miss Zimmerman. We heard loud crashes and screaming. We all jumped up at about the same time and glanced at each other. Without having a second thought, I rushed outside. There were people everywhere! I stood there, flabbergasted and open-mouthed. There were SS and SA officers everywhere! I gasped as I saw my second grade teacher, Herr. Holster, commanding a bundle of nazis where to go. Fritz rushed behind me alongside his mother. Fritz gasped loudly.

"Use this to wipe your asses with, Jews!" Yelled an SA officer who was waving around a Torah. He then shredded it apart and threw it on the ground. Some people turned away with disgusted expressions and others were ashamed or scared. I've got to admit, I was feeling pretty excited at this sight. People began breaking windows of Jewish-owned businesses and raiding them. Glass scattered everywhere. There was so much screaming and banging and crashing! It was overwhelming.

"Äh, Günter, let's do something!" Fritz exclaimed as he grabbed a rock and threw it at a window. I reached down to grab one too, but Miss Zimmerman grabbed my shoulder and scolded us.

"Are you two boys crazy?" She yelled. "Get out of here! Go home, Günter!"

"Miss, I'm okay!" I said to Fritz's mother. She didn't look pleased.

"Boy, do you want me to get your dad?"

"No, ma'am." I grumbled.

"Then you best be on your way!"

"Bye, Günter." Fritz muttered to me as I rushed away. I waved goodbye. On my way home, I saw some SS and SA officers herding some people into a truck. I saw my grandfather, Pa, and skidded to a stop. An SS officer grabbed him by the arm and kicked his rear to get him into the truck. I didn't know what to do.

"Hey! Get your filthy asses up into that truck!" Yelled an SA officer. I realized that they were herding Jewish people in the truck. I shuddered. I saw some Hitler Youth boys marching around and chanting. One of them held a flag with the national swastika on it and waved it around. One of the Hitler Youth boys was my brother, I noticed. I decided to stay out of the way, and I rushed away. I finally got to my house and banged on the door desperately.