Best of Miami Portfolios 2001 - Units.muohio.edu
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A Narrative or Short Story— Dana Sinopoli<br />
Price for Freedom: A POW Story<br />
I want you to close your eyes for a moment and try to imagine being 19. Now imagine<br />
being pulled away from your family, your friends, and your home, and placed into hell with nothing<br />
but a gun and a prayer. You are a soldier in 1944, fighting in one <strong>of</strong> the most gruesome and pitiless<br />
wars <strong>of</strong> all time: World War II.<br />
It is December 15, 1944. Your company <strong>of</strong> 250 men, the farthest division advanced in<br />
Germany, has just captured Kesternich. Early dawn <strong>of</strong> the very next day, the town is lit up by large<br />
klieg lights as an entire tank division comes pouring into the town. The rumble <strong>of</strong> machines shakes<br />
the ground beneath you and creates a sound so powerful that it seems as though the Earth is splitting<br />
into two.<br />
You are in the basement <strong>of</strong> a small house when a tank stops right outside the window. The<br />
.88 gun <strong>of</strong> the Panzer tank points directly at the window, forcing you and a handful <strong>of</strong> other terrified<br />
soldiers to surrender. At this point, there are only 50 <strong>of</strong> you left.<br />
Barely able to walk, being so weighed down with fear, you are all marched to a school house<br />
and lined up by a German Prisoner <strong>of</strong> War lieutenant. This man, for whom you feel nothing but<br />
hatred, walks up and down the line <strong>of</strong> men, and out <strong>of</strong> everyone else, points to you. The lieutenant<br />
accuses you <strong>of</strong> having shot German prisoners. You are pulled out <strong>of</strong> the line and taken by truck to<br />
Bonn Prison Camp.<br />
You are still only 19 years old and instead <strong>of</strong> running around a college campus, you are put<br />
in solitary confinement. The cell is smaller than a closet and has only one tiny door. You have no<br />
overcoat and nothing to shield you from the cold. You see no one for six weeks and your only<br />
nutritional in-take consists <strong>of</strong> Ersatz bread. Because the Germans do not have enough wheat, they<br />
mix wood chips in with the wheat they do have, and that is your bread.<br />
Every few days you are dragged out <strong>of</strong> your cell and interrogated by <strong>of</strong>ficers for a crime you<br />
did not commit. You are crowded by German men with shiny boots and crop sticks and relentlessly<br />
told to sign a paper admitting to killing the German Prisoners <strong>of</strong> War. Again and again you refuse<br />
even after being threatened with the firing squad.<br />
On February 4, 1945, an Alliance British plane known as a Pathfinder drops flares directly<br />
into the middle <strong>of</strong> the Prisoner <strong>of</strong> War camp. The impinging waves level the prison camp and<br />
destroy your solitary bunker. You crawl out and have to remind yourself to breathe as you are a<br />
witness to an inferno.<br />
Prisoners <strong>of</strong> war <strong>of</strong> all the Allied countries are screaming out <strong>of</strong> joy, confusion,<br />
bewilderment, and some scream because it has been so long since they have had the freedom to do<br />
so. There are fires all around, and you see body parts flying through the air.<br />
At dawn, you and the other survivors are organized by your nationality. This mostly<br />
consists <strong>of</strong> Yugoslavians, British, French, and Americans. You and the other Americans are put into<br />
a box car and shipped to Limburg.<br />
You are still only 19. You are filthy, grossly underweight, sick, yet exhilarated beyond<br />
belief to be out <strong>of</strong> confinement. The conditions in Limberg are so different from home. There are<br />
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