[ltr]Shortly after , the door opened , and Schultiz entered into the room, I turned my back so my eyes do not look tearful . the sergeant said as he sat on the chair :[/ltr]
[ltr]- Jews came and looked at him , and he was shown to them that he was Jewish .[/ltr]
[ltr]After this incident, I decided to go back to prison. But what if Schuliz suspected in me ! I spent my night awake . In the morning, Schultiz came to the stable . And we went together to the leadership . I did not dare , and we are in the way to ask him to send me to prison. We parted each other next to the door . I stood in front of the window until the noon , hoping to see the Azeri . Azeri but was not anywhere . And while I was getting out of the room to eat noon food I heard footsteps in and crying is like what I heard yesterday. I looked out of the door opening I found two captives between two armed German soldiers. I could not see their faces because they were standing and their backs toward me. Both also was barefoot . And each was holding the hands of some like orphan children and were shaking . Their long black hair were dirty with dust and straw , and on the back of each shirt looks like a dirty piece of cloth hanging down to his knees . who are they ? I try to look at their faces , I could not see them . Why did the Germans bring them to leadership ? Shortly after Schuliz came out of one of the rooms . The two German soldiers Next to two prisoners , made strong salute movement to the sergeant , Schultiz looked to the prisoners with look from the top of their heads and ended at their feet butts . Then walked to his room without saying anything at all, and I closed the door , but he opened it , and said :[/ltr]
[ltr]- Sadik ! Come with me.[/ltr]
[ltr]- To Where oh Hirfield fiable ?[/ltr]
[ltr]-The translator ( ( Jan )) Went to the prison . You come and spoke with these guys .[/ltr]
[ltr]- Heard and obedience , Hirfield fiable.[/ltr]
[ltr]We went out to the corridor together . The prisoners stood shaking between the Germans . I understood immediately that they were Uzbeks . Two poor . As if they came out of the scope of their being human beings . the sergeant Schultz told me, as he looked to the two prisoners :[/ltr]
[ltr]- Ask these two men in the Russian language . Are they are Jewish or not?[/ltr]
[ltr]I asked them in Russian :[/ltr]
[ltr]- The sergeant wants to know any of the people you both . Are you both are Jewish ?[/ltr]
[ltr]Each of them looks to the other . The older two shook his head . I asked them again , in Russian :[/ltr]
[ltr]- Do you understand Russian language ? Are you both are Jewish ?[/ltr]
[ltr]Once again, The older two shook his head. And laughed a Idiots laugh , and said :[/ltr]
[ltr]- Yes are Jewish .. Two Jewish ..[/ltr]
[ltr]I pondered a lot to the voice of the poor and his smile . Now The sergeant looks to me . But I figured I can not be beyond the eyes of the Uzbek. And I began talking to them with Tatar language .[/ltr]
[ltr]- Look at me, old man ! Do not lie . You're not a Jew , even if you say you are a Jew , this German will not give you the bread . But he will take you to the edge of the hole and kill you both . And now disclosed to me: Are you Uzbek or Turkmen ?[/ltr]
[ltr]Initially they looked to each other , then looked both at the same time to me . Both of them suddenly leaned on my feet and began to cry louder wailful smothered .[/ltr]
[ltr]- We the people of Uzbek Agha .. Uzbeks . We are Ferghana . Frganyan .[/ltr]
[ltr]The sergeant asked me he implemented :[/ltr]
[ltr]- Two Jewish ?[/ltr]
[ltr]- No, my Hirfield fiable , they are Asian . This seems from their features .[/ltr]
[ltr]Before I finish my words , the captain Bukh appeared in the corridor with two officers with the high rank. Schuliz issued order , as if the two Germans stand up and they are holding themselves in their swelling chests. When the sergeant Schultiz went toward the captain Bukh to provide clarification , the captain shook his hand as if to say that he wants to hear what the sergeants says. Before the sergeants speaks about the two Uzbeks , the captain Bukh rushed suddenly insults and curses . Germans were standing upright without sound as if they were statues . While I figured I want to run away and hide before they draw the attention of one . But how ? .. The officer in front of me , and two German from behind , and the captain Bukh did not see me yet . What if he saw me . What if he asked who I am. I was among the Uzbeks . The two poor did not know that death were waiting for them . And now they will kill them , perhaps they will kill me with them I was trying to hide , and I pray to success . Bukh shouts as if he wanted to hear the whole world . His red face changes to blue. And always cursed the Jews . And suddenly looked carefully into Uzbek . quiet was hangs over the place to the point that if a fly flew down the aisle we will hear it . When the sergeant Schultiz started encouraging to talk about Uzbeks , Bokh foamed again , and entered into his room and shouts and curses . I run fast, run , and hid . and from behind the door heard to the voice of captain Bukh , severe , and I shiver , an hour passed the sergeant Schultiz did not return , and between time to time I open the door light open to look through the opening of this corridor . The Uzbeks were not in the corridor . I did not know to where they took them . Any way they were taken to the death . And between time and time sergeant with strict face enters, or corporal or officer to the commander room and they get out after a while from it and whenever the door opens the captain voice was shaking the whole building . There is definitely something going on in the room. Are they slaughtered Uzbeks ? No .. the voices are German. What was happening? Why is the captain Bukh shouting throughout this long? Suddenly, the door opened and entered Schuliz . His eyes were clear from those old sweet looks, but there was in them traitor fire, his hands behind him , and if he does not see me . He used to take the room back and forth from beginning to end . He was looking from moment and other to the hanging gun on the wall , I understand thathe is going to kill someone , but who? And how much ? Suddenly, the sound of noise sat out in the corridor . The sergeant Schultz sat out to his weapon . Voice of the words in the corridor , voices of the weapons , and commands voice. I looked out of the window . Thirty-five , maybe forty soldiers, all of them armed . And on his head the captain Buck . His voice is painful , says :[/ltr]
[ltr]- To the right ... Move![/ltr]
[ltr]- Forward ... Progress ![/ltr]
[ltr]Everyone progresses toward the prison . Voices of their shoes with rail slippers. Shortly after horrifying voices took melting , and no longer hear . Field , corridor, rooms , All buried in the silence of cemeteries . In this stillness , I took praying Allah, saying :[/ltr]
[ltr]- Oh my Allah ! We love you and believe in you and wait for you to help , even in the minutes that we got the most terrible curtain from the curtains of life and death , because what we commit of sins .[/ltr]
[ltr]After a full hour , and the captain Bukh and the sergeant Schuliz and several of his colleagues returned, they returned to the leadership ,I did not know what happened in the prison. However, Schultiz said and he puts the gun on the wall :[/ltr]
[ltr]- We cleared the camp of the Jews.[/ltr]
[ltr]I can not look at his face , but on the other hand I want to know everything .. So I asked him with fear :[/ltr]
[ltr]- They were all Jews ?[/ltr]
[ltr]- All of them Jews . They lied to us the children of prostitutes . They said ( ( The Jews are circumcised ) ), but not all Jews circumcised, Muslims also circumcised , explain this the captain Bukh , the officers who came this morning from the General Command . The world will not live in peace unless we cleaned from Jews . Jews are the enemies of humanity .[/ltr]
[ltr]While The Jews is telling me this, as if we hear the sound of our feet on the outside, and we heard cut shouting voices. And now , as I look out the window to the Jews , and if Schuliz also became like the whole Germans : pole eyebrows , and his face was dressed with the horror , and he was pressing on the back of the chair as if he wanted to be separated from him , [/ltr]
[ltr]It was a terrible darkness that entered through the windows , when the sergeant Schuliz returned to his room . And now his small eyes are looking with comfort and stillness as usual from behind thick glass . He sat and told me how they killed the Jews. They stood in role . The five of alive Jewish bury five of the Jews who were executed . Then they deliver their bloody clothes to the camp in order to give it to the prisoners who do not have clothes .[/ltr]
[ltr]Over the week , The forgetfulness reigned those Jews , many of the Germans went on to command units stationed in the front, and the captain Bukh and the sergeant Schuliz stayed. The sergeant said: If happened major attack on the Russians , it will go to the front in turn . He waits for it so, but he does not know when does issue this command . He says that the war ends and this command does not arrive yet . He was convinced that the war will not last long, I want to believe the words of sergeant . If only the war ends! If only ! and if the Romanians also sing their songs in the night in the stable . They also say that the war end in the summer , and I smoke my cigarette and think quietly . War ends! My eyes are closed and I imagine a happy future . The war is over ! Let's just go . Met your children and your fathers. You are free ... Come on .. To your homes . To your homes .. Everything is claimed and disorder ended, blood and tears and groans . Everything is claimed and over. Come to your homes . We return to our homes from the bloody roads of the plains that we passed it yesterday. And the girls get out in front of us , from washed gardens with golden sunshine , girls to laugh us, and we laugh for girls. We are approaching each other from some . We are catching hands of each other. No one is screaming at us. No blast sound of a gun, No insult. No teary ! Everything is claimed and over. And I? I will not find a reason to hide nor bread or crumbs in the bag which I put under my head. How far from the Crimean to Uman ? Four hundred kilometers. Maybe more . Can you reach walking on foot , in two weeks ? Maybe less than a week . Today is Sunday. If the war ended the next Sunday I'm in my homeland. Poor mom ! Did she know my mom that I am still alive ? Will mom cuddle me and she says : My son ! My son ! How will she kiss me ? ! So what about my father ? Dad will not be able to hold himself from crying . We all will cry . But his tears ; are not sad, but they are tears of joy .[/ltr]
[ltr]Then .. Then the beds , and the fireplace , and the hospitality of tea , and the lengthy conversations , and then arranged and on it clean white sheet as it is ice . This quilt Atlas . When I sit alone in the room with my mother she must be talk to me about Zakia girl of Arslan your Aliwasily . She will talk about her extended strands until her scratches and they are in the thickness of the wrist, and on her white forehead and stripped eyebrows and the beauty of her eyelashes . he will say to me Zakia a girl of good family . How much are you Poor Mom .. How much do I do all my best so far beyond the tears from your eyes and confusion from your face ! I'll take you to our house in the middle of our gardens with a beautiful aroma[/ltr]
[ltr]In chenille slopes in the mountains and in the aspects of the emerald mountain . And you're there, too cover your head with white headdress and read Surah Ya-sin, that you like to read, and Take care of your children they are my kids . This is my home . The Russians ! Will not Russians get out of our house ?[/ltr]
[ltr]And slowly , fear falls in my heart . Will the Russians get out of the house? They must get out . This is our homeland and also that this house our home. Our fathers and grandfathers were born in this land . There they lived . our seventh grandfather was there .. This is our home and we are his children , it is imperative for the Russians to get out .[/ltr]
[ltr]While I think of all of this, I do not know how it appeared to me in front of my eyes of Gereshsa Alloshtawi . Gereshsa with blond head and cutting legs in the pit that dug by the shell . How such Gereshsa with blond head live so in the Crimea ? Ah , if each Tatar stands and takes his weapon and said we will clean Crimea from the infidels ? If Tatar rebel against bleeding blood and the spilled tears of eyes ? O Tatar ! The blood drains from you since the one hundred and seventy years , will remain in you then force ? Did the color of Crimea change. I lived Tatar hundred and seventy years in a permanent disorder . Live ! Do not waste your blood ! You do not have strength , do not pour your blood in vain . Did you know that this country can not live without you ? Without poison will flow instead of honey in your gardens . One can not pass the mountains and cross the road , and these mountains will turn into hell .[/ltr]
[ltr]The morning came to the stable the sergeant Schuliz too early . He took me and we went to the leadership . Indeed, before the field in front the leadership was full of armed soliders. Severe orders were issued to soldiers , issued to them sergeants , carrying soldiers , after that , their guns on their shoulders and went out the field in groups, moving away from it. I did not care much for the soldiers that they are not going to prison. Schultiz face is showing the joy and compassion as if he did not expect bad incident never. The depths of the little eyes laugh with joy . For the first time he gives me a pack of cigarettes in it three cigarettes . I am astonished for his generosity. After entering the room he spoke to me about the soldiers who were in the field. He did not stay long then he went out . But I did not understand a thing never, I moved toward the window and looked at the field. The field was cleared and became silence within half an hour . But the silence did not last long . Soldiers and commands and sounds , returned again , the captain Bukh on the outside stairs of the leadership . He and sergeant Schultz Stop and some other officers , anxiety mingled with fear wrap me . I look sometimes in the ranks of the soldiers , and at other times to the officers who were standing on the stone stairs in the chain of command . After about ten or fifteen minutes big popularity mass of people rushed to the field. Arrivals all dressed in civilian clothes . On the shoulder of each one of them canvas tie. Their faces and their eyes were covered by dirt. But their condition is not falling significantly . They smoke cigarettes and they spoke with high voices. Are they prisoners ? But they are not like a lot of prisoners . I did not see anyone of them wearing uniform suit . Most of them are like the villagers . Why will they drive these people to camp ? the sergeant Schuliz was entering the room and getting out of it and a deck in his hand . He seems happy and enthusiastic . They are crawling toward the prison with tired feet . The others come behind them . This presentation continued until the evening. When I returned to the stable , Schultiz explained to me that the orders were issued to arrest the men from the age of seventeen and up to the fifty five from the villages and towns located around Uman , all of these were at one time soldiers . When front was broken most of them escaped and hid in the villages. The Germans gather them now and they enter them to prison. The mayors of the villages will come to review these . And all of them secret the villagers from his village . They will take a license from the captain Bukh and will be released . Schultiz was explaining this to me with enthusiasm and emotion .[/ltr]
[ltr]The next morning , he woke me up Schultiz and the morning did not come yet . I am astonished of his coming early to this extent . I wore quickly and we went out . On both sides of the outer door armed shift soldiers. One of them opened the door. And at two steps from the door, on the side of the road was a group of women and girls and the elderly are lying above their canvas , and before we get to their side The sergeant Schultiz pointed out to me that I am the translator. People who are outside started in standing up slowly . approached us Of them about eight or ten of the elderly. The stood just three steps. They grabbed their heads with caps in their hands and handed us.[/ltr]
[ltr]Schuliz said :[/ltr]
[ltr]- Who is the Mayor of you?[/ltr]
[ltr]I, too, asked this question in Russian.[/ltr]
[ltr]Three of these elders progressed . And spoke of one of them , he said:[/ltr]
[ltr]- We , respectable translator , three mayors each one of us mayor of a village. Did not stay in the villages one who can work . In homes all women and children do not work for them but cry. The works stopped in the fields. These children at the ages of fifteen and sixteen , have no sin , respectable translator . They did not perform in the military service.[/ltr]
[ltr]They were begging with sadness , and I think they imagine me an important person , and they add to my work as a respectable translator when they spoke to me . The sergeant Schuliz did not want to hear what they are saying . He leaned on me and whispered in my ear , saying :[/ltr]
[ltr]- Drag one of them on the side, and talked to him , and spoke with one of them only . Then ask them what in their vehicles .[/ltr]
[ltr]And before he completes his speech , he was turning round himslf , I understand he does not want to speak frankly about what he thinks . I sidelined one mayor of them aside. Schuliz now asks , and I translate .[/ltr]
[ltr]- How many prisoners from your village?[/ltr]
[ltr]- Fifty-seven , respectable translator .[/ltr]
[ltr]- Are all of your village ?[/ltr]
[ltr]- All of them are from children of our village, sir, several months before it shows up here and there, a few strangers , but when they know that the German soldiers arrived here ,they quickly disappear .[/ltr]
[ltr]I still translate words into Russian Schulz :[/ltr]
[ltr]- Is your village very far from here ?[/ltr]
[ltr]- About fifteen kilometers respectable translator .[/ltr]
[ltr]- Do you know the names of the fifty seven?[/ltr]
[ltr]- All their names are written here, respectable translator . Look at my hair white respectable translator . Am I a lying person? All the village unanimously chose me and sent me here to you. They told me : go to them and explain to them the subject as it is, they told me that the Germans and translators will believe you .[/ltr]
[ltr]The sergeant tells me , and I quote what he says to the old mayor :[/ltr]
[ltr]- This is very difficult situation - very difficult .. Very difficult ..[/ltr]
[ltr]He kept short silence ..[/ltr]
[ltr]- We may give a license to your men and let them go . But we have in the camp , many are hungry and you should send some food for them .[/ltr]
[ltr]Suddenly, the old man mayor said, which hits the ground with a stick in his hand which :[/ltr]
[ltr]- I return immediately to the village , and until noon time I had sent to you ten carts bread , ten vehicles , will carry out what I'm saying to them and they will give ten bread carts! They will carry out the command respectable translator! I will explain it to them well .[/ltr]
[ltr]The mayor 's words quickly translated into German Schulz pulled me to the side and whispered in my ear , saying :[/ltr]
[ltr]- Tell the elderly that is unnecessary for vehicles ten .. We want other things such as margarine , cheese and eggs . Did you understand ? Let's explain this well for the mayor .[/ltr]
[ltr]I smiled inside because the sergeant will feed the prisoners with eggs and cheese, I asked him , saying :[/ltr]
[ltr]- Eggs and cheese ?[/ltr]
[ltr]Again, he said quietly , but passionately :[/ltr]
[ltr]- We eat .. You .. You .. I am .. the captain Bukh[/ltr]
[ltr] So , it turns out the reason for the advent of Schuliz to the stable early in the morning and take it to me , and the meaning of joy and emotion in his eyes . I explained the matter to the mayor and his colleagues with our understanding of others. We went back and walk back to the camp . When the sergeant enters his room with enthusiasm the evening began. The mayor arrived . Their vehicles are abroad . He told me : Come quickly to assist me . We went out and we hold with the mayors that we spoke to them in the morning baklava and bundles and bags and cans of vehicles. After emptying the load of vehicles Schuliz calls mayor to his room . And he took the names of the prisoners who are in prison and they went out of the room. That night I did not go to the stable , I wrote the names of one hundred and fifty people on the demobilization licenses that were signed by Bukh , then emptied the bags and other; then we canned the things that will go to the families of and the captain Boch and the sergeant Schultiz and their relatives .[/ltr]
[ltr]The next day , one hundred and fifty prisoners were released that their names were written on the licenses. Two days later we went out again , the sergeant Schultiz and me , to the asphalt road . It must the villagers knew the way of releasing the prisoners and the way they get their freedom , because when we went to them , they were referring to their vehicles with eye brow and eye, The captain Bokh was coming to leadership every morning and signs two hundred licenses and goes. And I sit in Bokh room until the evening write the names on the licenses signed by Buch . Then I go into the sergeant Schultiz room. And again, until midnight , we mobilize cans to Germany . This continued until the end of May. And It was necessary for this to end and came .[/ltr]
[ltr]One day , I saw from the window, the Azeri man who works in watering , holds water . He was passing from the road next to the leadership. He Stop . His right hand on the rope on his neck . He was looking to the stone stairs . What was the state of this poor calls for self-pity . It may seem like he became taller more than ever before . He was barefoot , he appeared in his face , which was a beautiful one day it seemed deep infects for heavy disease. German beside him .He says something , but he sees and lengthens the look to the chain of command , and it looks like he hears that German, then bent down and carry his bucket , and he started walking toward the prison and his looks are still wrapping about leadership . Since that day, I carry the bread in my pocket. Finally , before one evening , and while I'm on my way to the stable with the sergeant I met Azeri in the same way he was as he was in the same situation . I told him :[/ltr]
[ltr]- Hello my Agha .[/ltr]
[ltr]Suddenly wince , then replied after that it seemed as if he wanted to read what is in my eyes and in my heart :[/ltr]
[ltr]- Hello , my brother .[/ltr]
[ltr]- you know me . Is not it? I was with Alexander ...[/ltr]
[ltr]Before I end , Azeri said with hoarse voice :[/ltr]
[ltr]- Alexander ran .[/ltr]
[ltr]I felt a drop of fear in myself . He kept silent .[/ltr]
[ltr]- He ran With the help of his police friends. He was very unjust . But he was a gentleman .[/ltr]
[ltr]When I was with the Azeri Schultiz is heading to the German armed soldier . The Azeri turned his head towards leadership , if he wants to get away from the talk on the subject of Alexander. He said as he looked to stairs :[/ltr]
[ltr]- For two days and I stand here on these drawers and see here and there in order to see you , my brother .[/ltr]
[ltr]- I waited too you too much.[/ltr]
[ltr]- I got sick three weeks I stayed in it on the bed . severe coughing was haunting me at night , and I was spitting blood, my current was difficult Oh brother , I do not know why did not the medical unit workers throw me in to the hole and get rid of me. I'm still impressed by this , my brother . What were the bad days what were worst days .[/ltr]
[ltr]As If the Azeri pull ropes of the buckets , and cry , and says with voice like suffocated :[/ltr]
[ltr]- I can no longer resistance , my brother , there is no longer a possibility in endurance . I extended bread to him . He hid it under his armpits .[/ltr]
[ltr]- Do not cry , my Agha . We are all in a carefree either.[/ltr]
[ltr]He lifted his head , and looked at me , he seems he wanted to smile , but his lips parts move a little.[/ltr]
[ltr]- But you grew up so much, brother . Your name on everyone's lips at the camp .[/ltr]
[ltr]- My name is I ? And why?[/ltr]
[ltr]- Ah , you have saved a lot of people's lives with those licenses.[/ltr]
[ltr]- They were prisoners , were released by order of the commander , and I have no income in this .[/ltr]
[ltr]- Yes ! But your hand was in such licenses , O brother , you have word now , Is this a joke ? ! ! You are an educated man . You are talking Germany like Germans .[/ltr]
[ltr]Then he approached me a little , he looked at the German soldier , and then to Schultiz , who was talking with him , and then to me. Then spoke briefly , as if he wanted to summarize something with a significant degree of importance in several words :[/ltr]
[ltr]- You also write my name on license of such licenses , and give him tomorrow , before the evening , with bread .. Could you, brother ?[/ltr]
[ltr]I fell back quickly , fearing aware of the danger that will throw in it the words of Azeri .[/ltr]
[ltr]- Do not your joke be so heavy , my Agha , you terrified .[/ltr]
[ltr]- And why you, brother ? I'm sick , and I do not have power for endurance .[/ltr]
[ltr]- If you talk on the subject, again , you will not see me .[/ltr]
[ltr]Change the face of Azeri suddenly he became serious .He Looks at my face and look moved my heart :[/ltr]
[ltr]- Do not be afraid . I will not talk in this again. I did not ask for an inheritance . All you ask for : a piece of paper , they say in Proverbs ( ( Need asker have one black face and, who do not give him his need have two black faces ) ) you tell me do not joke so heavy , means that the question for you kidding . As for me it is either death or life . We must learn this . In any case, we have to forget this too.[/ltr]
[ltr]He hold the rope of the buckets and returned to the back, he was looking to the German . He wanted to go . I was struck by the desire of the Azeri poor , I can not look at him my gaze to guilty man. I do not know what I could say to him . I headed with hope that make up him and told him :[/ltr]
[ltr]- Do you know the seriousness of your suggestion this , my Agha ?[/ltr]
[ltr]Again, look at my eyes long , and once again , I find in his eyes that terrible meaning, he shook his head and said :[/ltr]
[ltr]- I'm sick .. Do not know the man himself ? ! ![/ltr]
[ltr]- What will be your fate and my destiny if they arrested you with the license ?[/ltr]
[ltr]He rushed before I finish my words , saying :[/ltr]
[ltr]- I just , my brother , I just , I swear that no one will know this .[/ltr]
[ltr]Azeri eyes were pushing me to believe him as much as his words push me to it . Is it hoping wake up in the heart of the poor ? I do not know . Time his face features . He continued in his speech in slow voice but edgy .[/ltr]
[ltr]- I know very well the neighboring villages . I did my military service here three years and many here who know me . Even the village women and their daughters .. How much I drank upscale syrup Ah here if you know. I get out of here . Only I get out, my brother . If I went out and no one will not find me.[/ltr]
[ltr]And we parted . And insomnia haunted me that night . Right and I regret a thousand times on my interview to Azeri , and talk to him , there is no longer a place in my heart for the Azeri , Can I be friend to man who does not shy away from pushing me to danger ? I remembered the days I spent in Shed No. 2 , when we are talking about Alexander , he was always against him. And I was at that time I find Alexander bad man , is he already bad? And now this guy asks me a license . Who knows what did he ask from Alexander when we were in the shed (2) , may be Alexander rejected. And he will be angery from me like he was angry from Alexander. But what has he to do ! The man is trying to save his soul. I should not be angered by this . But anymore . I have to be away from the Azeri . This is the best thing . Yes , and I made my decision : I'll be away from the Azeri . I wanted to live in peace in Schuliz room until the end of the war. The war does not last long , will end and the forgotten is fate of everything. So I was thinking.[/ltr]
[ltr]In the morning I was writting the names on the ticket in the captain bukh room. In the evening I was preparing me and the sergeant Schuliz the cans that will be sent to Germany , but , it seems that I am bluffing myself when I told that no place in my heart for Azeri , he was always with me I could not escape from him . Why do I think much of a man , his friendship to me does not seem amorphous ? I do not know . I always like that I discuss with more things that I hate in life. And with the most things that I am afraid of them. I decided that day to stay away from the Azeri so I did not look at the window, but my heart was not comfortable for that at all. my heart comfortable will not happen unless I found him and explained to him the issue. I saw the Azeri Two days later, I saw him next to a leadership building. His eyes on the Stone ladder of leadership and was carrying water.[/ltr]
[ltr]And before going to the stable , the sergeant Schulz said have to write three hundred licenses the next day . We went out together and everything is always in my mind : Azeri and Schultiz and Bokh and licenses. three hundred names! Three hundred human ! .[/ltr]
[ltr]Schuliz was , asked , without looking at the face of one of the mayors : eggs and cheese. The mayors want to write the names they want ,on the licenses , and a prisoner who gets one of these licenses , ensures his safety, and you know this very well , and the Azeri knew that well . Is it decent that I'm afraid to make service? Man in front of me , he says he dies. I can save him . License ! One license and what it means ? For me nothing at all. This is from charity , that human gives charity with it ! It is a means to him liberation. And this is Today, his eyes on the stone ladder of leadership holds water . And I did not even want to see him , so I do not to see him . I wonder What I do is right? What if he dies ? ! and I , I was begging for help from unbeliever policeman when I escaped from the shed (2) , and then how cop took me who in the hospital to Shed No. 2 even he knew I was from Shed No. ( 5 ) , and when I am just around the corner from death , Did not help me Armenian doctor ? Then after that I overlooked Azeri help ! ! ![/ltr]
[ltr]I will talk to him tomorrow . What if I took the ticket of license with me, and gave it to the Azeri with bread ? I think in everything in front of my eyes and accept everything .. But when it comes to my mind the word license I find my knees trembling .[/ltr]
[ltr]One morning I was on my own in the captain Bukh room. I was writing the names on the licenses suddenly came to my mind that Azeri , so he knocked like a nail in my thoughts , I could not take off him and throw him another wrote another name completely replace the name was supposed to write it on a license from the licenses I do not know myself how this happened . And when I discovered what I did I began to shiver in fear . I sweated cold sweat , and I become I do not know what to do. The door opened and Schultiz entered, said :[/ltr]
[ltr]- Come on, Sadik , write faster.[/ltr]
[ltr]With the sweat accumulated on my forehead came out , to enter then Schulz room, and once again we have prepared cans that will be sent to Germany , the sergeant was speaking quickly and I was like a child who did not carry money with him in his life more than five piaster , then he has suddenly , five complete lira ,, stole it from the purse of his father . I remember the license in my pocket then I shake . I could not see that throughout the day in the face of Schultiz , two days and license in my pocket , I go to the stable and come back from it. And I see Azeri , and never dare to give him a license . Finally , I made my decisive decision when I saw him in the same way . I waited impatiently for the evening , I see from time to time out of the window . I had in not myself tight does not end . After that I took my decision I did not think even in Azeri . I just want you to give him a license and do not see him again . I wanted to live in the stillness in the Schulz room to escape Azeri. Then to happen to him afterwards what happens , nothing after that matters. Did not I tell him not to escape ? If he escaped , then I will live like my previous covenant . Today I am afraid of all the people I can not look at the sergeant Schultiz nor to face the captain Bukh . If that happens and someone looked to my face , I trembled in fear , however, that this will not continue unless this man escaped .[/ltr]
[ltr]The evening begins. I no longer afraid . I no longer think of anything , not even in Azeri . All that I want not see him face to face again. Finally, the knock on the door and Schultiz entered the room ,I came out with him without words and without looking one of us at the face of the other. Raindrops falling from dark cloud passes over the camp . Soil subsided in the field. The sergeant Schultz stops . Then he looked first to the cloud , and then to my face . He said with a laugh :[/ltr]
[ltr]- Do not you have any intention to escape from the captivity , Sadik ?[/ltr]
[ltr]Suddenly something happened in my heart because I could not understand his smile , I answered him , saying :[/ltr]
[ltr]- No, oh Hirfield fiable .[/ltr]
[ltr]- I am sure of this . I was joking . Also, no one can escape from here . Go on your own this evening to the stable , because if I came with you the rain will spoil my official cloth, he said this , he returned and entered the building of leadership .[/ltr]
[ltr]I progressed toward the stable , I was walking on my own for the first time and I am in captivity . I was happy before I get to the road I saw the Azeri comes to me and buckets on his shoulders and a German soldier is beside him. I looked towards the leadership to see if Schuliz entered his room or not. No one was in the place except the Azeri . And next him the German, and I reached a side of Azeri , I saw in his face permanent expression for the same disorder. He looks to my eyes, as if he wanted to say something . And without leaving time for talking I extended to him the bread that is in my hand , and I told him :[/ltr]
[ltr]- Take Agha . I suspect that we will not meet again . Allah help you .[/ltr]
[ltr]And while I was extending to him the bread his eyes filled with tears. Sometimes he looked to the bread , and sometimes at me and his eyes began shed tears . He hold my hand. I told him :[/ltr]
[ltr]- Inside the bread .. Allah help you ..[/ltr]
[ltr]And we parted .[/ltr]
[ltr]I do not know what the Azeri did that night, and not in the next day , nor where he is. In the morning of the third day, happened what I can not forget all my life .[/ltr]
[ltr]I was writing the names on the licenses in the captain Bukh room . Both Bukh and Schultiz are sitting in the face of each other . It was cool quiet in the room. And from time to time the book pages opens and closes so that make a voice like the voice of dry broken twigs in a dense forest . Sometimes , the captain Bukh , gets out of his pocket a silver smoke tray, and at that moment , the sergeant se out quickly to lit the match and submit it to captain Bukh then he returns back to sit on his seat . There was another soldier on a table in place a nearby the window , two days passed on coming to the leadership .He seems that he was a wrathful as prisoner like me sit in the same room with the Germans . He was passing beside me then he looks to my face look treacherous . And flaunts . What do I care of his looks ! Let him look as he wished to look he! I did not care about him . This work but it is the responsibility of captain Bukh. He is the one who made me work here . I try on the other hand like a child with this man . His face was surprising . He looks like pig with his features . Narrow front with prominent bones. Two small blue eyes. Thin long body, tapered nose , a short beard and under his beard two wattles . Short hair blond closer to whiteness . His two eyebrow are white , His eyelashes are white , My Creator and the Creator of all people is : Allah . But when you look to the form of this man , immediately jumps to mind the theory we studied in school, I said to myself :[/ltr]
[ltr]- ... If Darwin saw , this mutt , then he will think that the origin of human is pig is not a monkey .[/ltr]
[ltr]And if the Azeri does not now live in me , that's Azeri , has a pleasing look and Falcon look , I would not talked about this guy .[/ltr]
[ltr]It was the same calm boring prevails room, and a few hours ago and Schuliz keeps silent however he loves to speak. It seems he was waiting the captain Bukh to get out of the room. Now is the time to go to the kitchen to bring food for the sergeant .[/ltr]
[ltr]Suddenly we heard footsteps in the corridor , and the sounds of crowing , our three looks headed: me and Schuliz and German who are sitting next to the window , toward the door , the captain Bukh said – and he sets in his seat - something to the sergeant Schuliz without raising his head . Schuliz got up , and while he is going to get out into the corridor and opened the door .. Azeri entered a completely naked , between the two armed German soldiers and in his white face blood is flowing red , red . But his forehead was high and in his eyes, terrified looks. One of the Germans gave a military salute heavily on the captain Bukh, then began telling the issue in detail , The Azeri was seeing ceiling of the room , and he is opening his big eyes too much, and looks like a cat does not see the danger . He did not even turn his head to me ,he seems like he is tying his heart with strings , no longer unrelated in life to humans. As for me , I was thinking in myself more I could think of him . I wanted to end up quickly in any way , not for me but for him , but I was shaking for the safety of myself . For my safety . I could not look at the picture of the bloody naked .[/ltr]
[ltr]Soldier in front of the captain Bukh , he explains it to him , and the captain listens carefully and his attention to his word, and it seems that he wants to understand everything. He was also resident calm nerves . The soldier was explaining in painstaking detail and enthusiasm , the operation of arresting the Azeri enthusiastically he shows his heroism in front of an officer from high that he listens to him , perhaps hoping that the captain gives him a medal. In the midst of the soldier 's words the captain Bukh hits, suddenly , the table with his hand , and he got up and stood , and when my vision of the captain Bukh my eyes met inadvertently the eyes of the Azeri . It seems that he wanted to tell me with his looks from afar ( ( Do not be afraid , my brother ) ) . His lips parts moved. And he laughed strangely . In the meantime , the captain Bukh puts his hat on his head and said something and he went out of the room.[/ltr]
[ltr]And now .. What will happen to the Azeri ? He was still even now , standing upright like a statue of one of the heroes . He was among the German soldiers . The two German grabbed with the Azeri shoulders. Mostly , They will take him and kill him in the hole .. No .. They solved his tied hands behind him. What will happen ? The German with pig- face next to the window .. He headed towards the Azeri , and in his hand key tied to a string. In most cases, they will enter the poor man to prison. He solved his hands. Why ? What are they doing ..? I can not understand this . Azeri still looks that looks that are free of fear. When the soldiers climbed on the table and entered the parts of the rope that is tied with his two wrists , wih the rings that are located in the ceiling , I understood what they prefer . German with pig -face , next to the Azeri , he looks to him and to his eyes who are overflowing with faith[/ltr]
[ltr]. He shakes the keys in his hand. Maybe he was unhappy with the position of the Azeri quiet dignified ,he was insulting him . He was shouting at the German who enters the ropes in the rings , on the table.[/ltr]
[ltr]They pulled the Azeri with the ropes until the middle of the room, I shiver , even though he has not yet said Ah . I Stood up and headed toward the door . The pig German yell like wild . And hits Azeri on his head and on his face , with the keys in his hand , and during exiting the curses and insults and shouting and squawking that are directed to Azeri , they pulled him to the rings in the ceiling of the room. The long white body of the Azeri vibrates in space. His head is hanging behind him. And the blood is seeping from his head and his shoulders down. Almost fainting causes me but I managed to go to the sergeant Schuliz a room and I constipated with the walls . The coming sounds from the room of Bukh implanted in my heart like the dagger . Then there is quiet . Deaf scary calm though there is no longer in this world someone except me . And strange howl comes from underground . I waited an hour and I rested on the wall and finally .. Opened the doors in the corridor .. its creaks are audible then .. Discussions and shouting .. The Germans are coming out to the field.[/ltr]
[ltr]I looked out the window , I saw the Azeri between armed German his body became very red , as a result of the flooding blood on him , and he was catching his trousers in order not to fall and it was not the first time I saw one of my members being driven to death that he walkes in pride and pottery so .[/ltr]
[ltr]They killed him .. The Germans returned and blood until their arms and wrists , after that I swore not afraid of life , and death, and humans.[/ltr]
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