hey guys welcome back to my blog. With our new normal hybrid model at school we are doing a new project each 5 weeks for my PLP course. We are currently working on a new project that revolves around WWII. I have always known more about WWII than most major events in history.

On Wednesday the 25 we read a short book about a girl named Rose Blanche. This book was about Rose watching trucks with soldiers driving down her street and one day she noticed a boy trying to escape one of these trucks, so she decided to follow it. While following it she happened across a barbed wire fence, behind that fence were kids around her age wearing striped pajamas, she overheard some of the kids say they were hungry, she had some food left over from her lunch and decided to give it to the kids. She kept collecting food and going back to the fence to give it to the kids, she noticed that more kids kept coming to the camp and some were even wearing yellow stars. One day her small town starts to evacuate, she doesn’t know what is going on and decides to go to the fence. As she’s walking in the woods to find the fence there’s a shot.

When I read that part I immediately knew what happened (she was shot). It took a couple other people to realize what happened. I found the story very sad because the girls mom didn’t even know that she had been giving kids food at the camp or where she had gone the day of the evacuation. I decided to tell my mom about the book once I got home from school. She told about a book she read called “The Boy in The Striped Pajamas” and how it was similar to the Rose Blanche story I read.

the boy in the striped pajamas is about a boy whose dad works at an internment camp but doesn’t want his family to know. The boy decided to go explore behind their backyard, despite his father telling him not to. The boy stumbles apron a barbed wire fence and meets this young boy around his age. The two boys become friends a come up with a plan to play together, the boy in the camp gives the other boy some extra pajamas to be able to come into the camp. Little do they know that the day the boy enters the camp under cover is the day of the showers. The dad eventually realizes that his son has died.

In conclusion I have learnt that people interpret things differently and don’t always understand things for what they really are. I am very grateful that I didn’t grow up during that time of war.