Can't forget

You know what still bothers me?  That damn Nazi short film we watch in the beginning of the semester.  World War Two has always been kind of secretly been a touchy subject of mine because my grandpa was taken captive by Nazis even though he was not a Jew he was Lithuanian.  When he was a young boy in Lithuania, about 12 years old, he watched two of his best friends get shot in the head by Nazis.  He was taken to a concentration camp and had to act like he was dead, eating bugs to survive.  He survived by stealing a dead Nazis uniform and got on a ship to America.

 So I guess in the beginning of that short film where we watched the young, unclothed boy screaming and pleading for his life getting into the back of that vehicle to die, I pictured my grandpa.  It kind of sucks that I cannot seem to push that memory of the short film into the back of my mind, but it is also remarkable how a short film can create such an incredible impact.  As much as that video bothered me, I appreciate it because it was able to do what I think that not many could.  It took me out of me seat in class and put me into that situation.  

As tave myliu, senelis. Poilsis ramybeje.