5 paragraph essay

him
.
The y jumpe d him
.
Other s joine d in
.
Whe n the y withdrew
,
ther e wer e tw o dea d bodie s nex t t o me
,
th e fathe r an d th e son
.
I wa s sixteen .
IN
OU
R
WAGON
,
ther e wa s a frien d o f m y father's ,
Mei
r
Katz
.
H
e ha d worke d a s a gardene r i n Bun a an d fro m tim e t o tim e ha d brough t u s som e gree n vegetables
.
Les s undernourishe d tha n th e res t o f us
,
detentio n ha d bee n easie r o n him
.
Becaus e h e wa s stronge r tha n mos t o f us
,
h e ha d bee n pu t i n charg e o f ou r wagon
.
On th e thir d nigh t o f ou r journey ,
I
wok e u p wit h a star t whe n
I
fel t tw o hand s o n m y throat
, trying t o strangl e me .
I
barel y ha d tim e t o cal l out
:
"Father!
"
Jus t tha t on e word
.
I wa s suffocating .
Bu
t m y fathe r ha d awak - ene d an d grabbe d m y aggressor .
To
o wea k t o overwhel m him , h e though t o f callin g
Mei
r
Katz
:
"Come
, com e quickly !
Someon
e i s stranglin g m y son! "
In
a fe w moments ,
I
wa s freed
.
I neve r di d fin d ou t wh y thi s strange r ha d wante d t o strangl e me .
Bu
t day s later ,
Mei
r
Kat
z tol d m y father :
"Shlomo
,
I
a m gettin g weak
.
M y strengt h i s gone
.
I won' t make it...
"
"Don' t giv e in!
"
m y fathe r trie d t o encourag e him
.
"Yo u mus t resist
!
D on' t los e fait h i n yourself! "
Bu
t
Mei
r
Kat
z only groane d i n response :
"I
can' t g o on
,
Shlomo!
...
I can' t hel p it... I can' t g o on... "
My
fathe r too k hi s arm
.
An d Mei r Katz
,
th e stron g one
,
th e sturdies t o f u
s