Days of Disaster: The Holocaust, part 1.

S.: This is my LEAST favorite time in history. (sniff)

H.: Before we begin the chapter, we want to make sure you all know what the Holocaust was...

M.: And that you know that this horrid thing happen.

J.: The Holocaust was a time period from the early 30's to late 40's in Europe; it was centered in Germany.

S.: It's all because of that horrible man, Adolf Hitler, who started the Holocaust. He wanted a fast way of getting rid of people he viewed as inferior.

H.: This was mostly Jewish people, but also Poles, homosexuals, politicial opponents, Jehovah's witnesses, blacks, and anyone who didn't have blonde hair and blue eyes.

M.: His politicial party, known as Nazis, took these people from their homes and took their food, furniture, clothes, jewelry, and other items.

J.: They took these people to consentration camps and death camps, where the old, young, sick, and unfit people were automatically killed. The rest were set to work at phsysically impossible tasks, given rotten food - sometimes it wasn't even food, but glass, cloth, wood,etc! - , little sleeping space, torn and dirty clothes and shoes, and uncalled-for beatings.

S.: This chapter is dedicated to the victims of the Holocaust.

H.: Both living and dead.

M.: And who cares about the stupid disclaimer?! Go read it in the last chapter!

J.: Thank you puppygirl714 for suggesting this. Oh yeah, and there'll be two parts to this disaster. READ!

"Ugh, where are we now? I didn't even look where I sent us; I just wanted to leave that hurricane behind," Sam said. Boss looked at her angrily, as he was soaked from Camille and in a bad temper. "You didn't look where you sent us!? he yelled. "What if it's another disaster?" Sam's temper climbed. "I just wanted to get out of the..."

BANG!

"What was that?" Bijou asked in fear. Barb frowned. "I think someone's at the door." Just then, a cry came from outside: "Offniest die...die...die mauer!" "Huh?" Hamtaro asked, confused. "He said, 'Open the...the...the wall!" Sam answered. Everyone stared. "I speak German," she said defensively. "Well, where are we? Several countries speak German," Maxwell said. Sam looked at the panel - gasped. "Oh, what have I done?" she said in horror. Barb scrambled over to look. She too looked horrified. "We're in Germany in 1940," Barb said, looking ready to scream. "Wh-what happen that ye-ye-year?" Oxnard asked worriedly. "The Holocaust is going on right now. The time of the slaughter of millions of people all over Europe because of who they were...uh, are...never mind! They died!" Barb cried. Sam's eyes were almost dead-looking.

"Offniest!" came the yell again. No one said anything. Then the door was being pounded on fiercely. Sam glanced at her friends. "We've got to surrender now! If we leave, we'll accidently bring them with us because their hanging on the machine." Everyone looked dismayed. "I hope you know what you're doing," Boss said. Sam nodded. "Get a bag, Barb. We need something to carry them in." Barb went straight to the closet. Sam walked up to the door and barked, "Einverstanden! Um Himmels willen, aufgegebiest der moment!" (Okay! For heaven's sake, give a moment!) "Nein! Offniest!" (No! Open!) Sam glanced back at Barb. "Got them ready?" she asked. Barb nodded. Sam then opened the door. Outside, there were three Nazi's. Sam and Barb walked bravely out, with the hamsters in a bag hidden from sight by old German newspapers. Sam gave a salute to them - "Heil Hitler!", hoping that might save them. Barb followed suit, though she was reluctant. The Nazi's nodded. Then one spoke; "Madchen hinter die mauer, der sprecher?" (Girl behind the wall, the speaker?) Sam answered, "Ich spreche der Deutsch," (I speak the German). A second Nazi then said, "Komme." (Come.) The other two took each girls' arm and lead them up a hill. "Where are we going?" Barb asked, getting a little nervous. "I'll ask," Sam said. Before she could, the lead Nazi asked, "Die Amerikanerin?" (Are you American?) "Ja..." (Yes...) Sam answered hesitantly. He nodded and asked nothing more.

At last, they came to the entrance of a large building. It was surrounded with barbed wire. "Sam..." Barb said anxiously. Sam nodded, as she too was frightened. "What's this?" Sam just shook her head. The guard stopped suddenly and turned to them. "Sprachen! Nummeren?! Welch?!" (Languages! How many?! Which?!) Sam answered, " Ich spreche Deutsch, Latein, Englisch, Franzosisch, und Spaniesch. Madchen hier spreche Latein, Englisch, Franzosisch, Spaniesch, und Turkesch." (I speak German, Latin, English, French, and Spanish. Girl here speaks Latin, English, French, Spanish, and Turkish.) The three guards nodded, clearly impressed. "Ja, brav," (Yes, good) one said. They opened the gates. At once many people who looked ready to die came rushing over to see the newcomers. Barb looked ready to run, but Sam said, "You've got to stay for now. We'll get out eventually." Barb nodded, looking grim. One guard said, "Die sprecheren es die namen. Spreche sie jetzt!" (The speakers is your title. Speak now!) Sam nodded. The guard yelled at the crowd, "Gehe!" "Go!" Sam translated. The crowd reluctantly left. Sam looked at Barb. "This will take awhile," she said.

S.: We don't know if all the German was right! We were going off our German books!

H.: But remember the Holocaust, so it doesn't happen again.

M.: And it'll get more intense in part 2.

J.: So read, review, and remember.

S.H.M.J.