Short Essay: All Quiet On The Western Front

After a few days hiding in the house of Mr. Cura, it seemed that our crossing of the border would be as soon as possible since the controls and patrols of the Germans had intensified, therefore the priest this evening after his daily inspection of the fence along the stretch of the border told Claude that it’s time, should be ready in an hour. First, need to walk a distance of five hundred meters between the trees, along the Swiss border, to reach the site through which should cross under the fence of barbed wire, this done at the precise moment when the priest indicate us, it’s a delicate maneuver for the Germans had a guard post not distant from there, and they could clearly watched the place of our crossing. We begin walk among the trees,
had already begun to darken, the priest in front, followed Claude carrying Ivette, I had Jacques by the hand and Prince followed us . in front of the place where the hole it’s under the barbed wire, We’re. First, I dragged myself under the barbed wires, after Claude push Ivette and Jacques, just at that moment appeared a German patrol and before that Claude could squeeze under the barbed wire they shouted ominously ¡ Halt ¡ Halt and at that moment Prince ran toward the German patrol who had not seen the dog and believing that it’s a dog of the German police, insisted in making that Prince returned to stop us, these minutes of distraction of the Germans were enough for Claude could slide on the other side of the border. lying on the ground kept us for a while Claude._I couldn’t believe it - we’re in Switzerland. My brothers and I we’re saved and free. Near the hole in the fence Claude had been lying waiting for Prince, who after tired out the German guards chasing him, return to where cross ourselves Claude only has to raise the barbed wire for him to escape to the Swiss side.
Stayed for a moment all embracing Prince, my brothers, myself and Claude, afterwards slowly started walking in the middle of a meadow towards a house visible in the distance when suddenly appeared the farmer friend of the priest on the other side of the border who together with his wife drove us to his house and offer us a meal and hot tea. Aunt Esther would come looking for us the following day, they contacted her and would be responsible for all formalities for us to stay in Switzerland. That night slept in the farmer’s house, and explain the presence of Prince, a dog of the German train police. Not separated from us Prince insisted ,and they clarify to us that they also need to complete formalities in order to Prince also could stay in Switzerland. Could not sleep in my mind passing the joyous, memories of our last summer in Paris, the sweet smile of my mom, the Nanou soft singing when preparing meals in the kitchen, the strong voice of the grandfather explaining the history of France and I felt the loving and protective embrace of
dad. ¿had existed a time, of happiness for us? Or it’s only a dream? All this lost in the midst of insecurity and terror of what we had lived for the past two years. to bring to my mind the sound of the voice of dad and mom, the faces of my grandparents I am trying and I couldn’t. I fell asleep at last, I believe over time maybe subconsciously I’m aware that we’re safe and I had fulfilled the promise I made to my mom to bring my brothers to Switzerland and never separated from them.