Read the excerpt from Elie Wiesel’s All Rivers Run to the Sea. It is unbelievable how fast people adapt. It hurts to admit it, b
ut within hours of first breathing the cattle car’s nauseating air, we began to feel at home. ‘Home’ was the edge of the wooden plank I sat on as I dreamed of the Jewish exiles of antiquity and the Middle Ages. More curious than afraid, I thought of myself as their brother. Mixed into my sadness there was undeniable excitement, for we were living a historic event, a historic adventure. Which best describes the author at this point in his life?
