“We spoke of our houses, of Strasbourg and Turin, of the books we had read, of what we had studied, of our mothers: how all mothers resemble each other! His mother too had scolded him for never knowing how much money he had in his pocket; his mother too would have been amazed if she had known that he had found his feet, that day by day he was finding his feet” (111).
I imagined what would have been like to be separated from my mother during the war. It would have been mentally very difficult for me to know all the suffering she would have been forced to go through because she is a very important person in my life. This chapter of the book reminded me that all the workers in Auschwitz had mothers. They had mothers who would have cared about them more than anybody in the world. How sad their mothers would have been if they saw their sons in Auschwitz? Also, it was ironic to realize that the SS men also had mothers.
"How all mothers resemble each other!” (111). I think all mothers have the same heart when they stand in front of their children. They all worry about their children and hope them to be healthy and happy. They often sacrifice themselves, hoping their children’s success in life. In Korea, there is an old saying (I don’t know if there is one in English) that says “women are weak but mothers are strong.” When women become mothers, they often consider their children to be more important that themselves. Mothers’ love never changes even when the children become older. And I think their love is so wonderful and beautiful : )
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