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All The Light

Light is a spectrum of wavelengths, only a tiny portion of which is visible. A scale so large that “mathematically, all of light is invisible.”

Stand up for goodness, even when it is hard. All the Light We Cannot See.

Stay with me for a minute while I digress. The movie The Secret Life of Walter Mitty is underrated. I really enjoyed it (even the volcano-skateboard part). But of all the scenes in it, one exchange seemed especially meaningful .

You can watch the part I’m referring to here as Sean Penn talks with Ben Stiller somewhere in the Himalayas.

Some moments in life don’t need to be shared with the entire world of Twitter and Facebook and Instagram to be meaningful. They only have to be experienced. Some moments are just meant for you to ponder, to reflect, to internalize, to remember. Moments like these can change who we are.

You need to read All The Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr. Never mind that he won a Pulitzer Prize for it. Never mind that he’s an acclaimed author with multiple awards for other works. This book is worth your time. It contains moments meant for you. It can change you.

I had several thoughts as I read it that I’m going to share here. But there are also some I will keep to myself—the most meaningful ones. You will discover your own when you read it.

Writers Mean What They Write

I remember high school English. We used to wonder if the authors of classic literature really meant to write about all the symbolism and morals that our teachers talked about. We thought maybe they made up all the analysis and the meanings when the author really wrote it all for fun. I have a different perspective now.Stand up for goodness, even when it is hard. All the Light We Cannot See.

Authors (I’m mainly referring to fiction authors) write about certain themes, things that are important to them. A portion of this occurs subconsciously, but most of it happens intentionally. As an author, when I write about what I feel and what I think, my philosophy and my ideas, I am purposeful, deliberate, and careful.

The tricky part of this is making sure the story and characters are complete on their own. If not, the whole thing becomes stuffy, boring, and preachy. So writing means entertainment and engagement while also allowing the theme to show through subtly enough that the reader will recognize it but also so that they can ignore it if they want to.

Fortunately, blog posts don’t have to be like that.

All the Light We Cannot See

In All the Light We Cannot See, WWII historical fiction, Anthony Doerr explores several interesting themes. His narrative follows the narrow views of each of the two main characters, Marie-Laure and Werner Pfennig, two young teens experiencing the war in France and Germany. Neither of these characters knows much about what is really happening.

Stand up for goodness, even when it is hard. All the Light We Cannot See.

But even from their limited and young perspectives, the reader gains a sense of the overall effects of the war on the individuals who suffered through it.

His characters experience relatively common problems shared at that time by thousands across Europe, the weight of oppression, the fear of invaders, and the struggle for survival. Doerr writes it well.

He writes about our perception of reality as compared to reality itself. This is one of the themes I like to write about too, so I think it stuck out to me. How do we see and interpret the world as compared to how it really is? Can we even see the world as it truly is rather than how we think it is?

He also deals with standing up for what is right in spite of the personal cost. Several characters face difficult choices, some prevail, while others give in.

But his recurring message, his main theme, is how much of light is invisible to the eye. Werner is a young German boy inducted into the Nazi national political schools because of his aptitude for electronics. Radio waves, electromagnetic radiation (or light) outside of the visible spectrum, are a focal point of Werner’s story. As a very young boy, he learns about principles of science, especially light, through broadcasts on his homemade radio.

Perhaps as an emphasis to his theme of invisible light, his main character, Marie-Laure, a blind girl living with her father in Paris, provides an inspiring perspective on life. Although she can see nothing, her perception and understanding of what is right is often the clearest. Marie-Laure’s story is one of hope and perserverence.

Perception and Reality

How can we pierce our own version of reality? Doerr poses the problem through Marie-Laure’s father, who carried a dangerous secret throughout much of the story. When he feels the fear of pursuit, he begins to look at everyone with a wary eye.

“Figures bicycle past. Pinched faces streaked with suspicion or fear or both. Perhaps it is [his] own eyes that have been streaked.”

Stand up for goodness, even when it is hard. All the Light We Cannot See.

When we see distrust, disgust, or derision on the face of someone else, is it because that is what they feel, or because we think they feel that way? When we hear an insult, was it intended, or did we interpret it?

At times, I think we make judgments on behalf of others without really knowing the truth. It’s easy to exclude ourselves from something because “they wouldn’t want me,” or “that person doesn’t like me, I can tell.”

Later in the story, after moving to Saint Malo, Marie-Laure and her uncle Etienne have an interesting exchange that I enjoyed.

“Etienne, are you ever sorry that we came here? Did you ever feel like I brought a curse into your life.”

“You are the best thing that has ever come into my life.”

Marie-Laure thought of herself as a burden to her uncle, an unwanted difficulty. She was blind, her arrival interrupted Etienne in his previously singular existence, it took effort for him to take care of her. Her problems brought him problems. But unbeknownst to her, she had reinvigorated his life, had saved him from despair.

She hadn’t seen it, but she was a relief to him. Her presence had changed the downward trajectory of his life and brought him back to a purposeful and meaningful existence.

In the course of a lifetime there were some things that mattered

I love this quote from Walk Two Moons by Sharon Creech. “Don’t judge a man until you’ve walked two moons in his moccasins.”

Too often, our eyes become “streaked” with our own prejudgments. Empathy can help us break through this cloud of perception. Trying to see things from someone else’s point of view can make all the difference.

Standing Up

A second theme Doerr weaves into his book is standing up for what is right in spite of the consequences. Nazi Germany was a terrible proving ground for those with strength of character. To say it was dangerous would be to trivialize what it meant to stand up for goodness.

Two of Doerr’s secondary characters really demonstrate this point. The first is Madame Manec, Etienne’s housekeeper, and Marie-Laure’s friend.

The French Resistance earned renown for their organization and success. They contributed in significant ways to the eventual defeat of the Nazi occupation. But that’s not to say any part of it was easy. Every minute spent as a resistance fighter risked death, and not only death for yourself but for your family, friends and neighbors.

Madame Manec wanted to make a difference. She organized her friends and formed a group that passed on information about German military positions through a hidden radio in Etienne’s attic. But she didn’t just do that, she also took care to share her meager rations with those in need in the city. Her resistance was not just against an oppressor, but against all suffering.Stand up for goodness, even when it is hard. All the Light We Cannot See.

More tragic of an example was Frederick, a friend of Werner’s in the political school. Here the Nazis trained future SS and regular army officers. Eventually, as Germany’s stockpile of able soldiers dwindled, these students suddenly became eligible for combat, even as young as twelve.

As part of their training, students participated in the execution of political prisoners through a gruesome midnight ritual. Most of the students either enjoyed or endured the night, but Frederick did not. Instead, he refused to participate altogether.

Although Madame Manec’s form of resistance carried with it great risk, Frederick risked everything with no possibility of secrecy. And he stood alone. Facing his entire school and his merciless instructor, confronted with a helpless victim who he was supposed to help kill, he said simply:

“I will not.”

Those three words carry incredible meaning. I felt their significance as Frederick said them. I emphasize the ability of each person to choose their course in life. Is there coercion? Yes. Frederick faced it. Can there be threats and intimidation? Yes. Frederick resisted it. Can there be humiliation or ridicule? Yes.

But in the end, we either will, or will not.

The Meaning of Light

What did Anthony Doerr mean by the title, All the Light We Cannot See? He returned to this thought throughout the book, but interpretation is wisely left to the reader.

He might have simply meant that radio waves carry words far beyond the range of visibility. And these waves directed lives in ways the hearers almost couldn’t perceive. Scientifically, the physics of photons, the movement of waves, and the mathematical invisibility of all light is vastly intriguing.

But is it more than that?

Could he have been referring to a piece of coal, as Werner often wondered, that when burned releases the energy of the sun captured millions of years before? This energy lay waiting in the earth until needed, mined, extracted and burned. Energy that remained invisible until the furnace forced it out in orange flames.

And is that potential energy equivalent to the power that lies dormant within people, the ability to stand up for what is right in the face of evil? Was Frederick more powerful than the sunlight trapped within the coal?

Stand up for goodness, even when it is hard. All the Light We Cannot See.

There is light we cannot see in every person, and at times it surfaces just when it is needed.

Is this light the goodness of the world, of people, goodness that is often masked by negativity? Goodness is all around us. People do wonderful things every minute of every day. But like the radios in Nazi Germany, the airwaves are full of propaganda and hate.

The Nazi radios tried to drown it out, suppress all the good there was. And today there is so much noise and static and distraction, is the goodness of the world invisible through the feedback? Or is there hidden light, like the secret messages sent by Madame Manec and Etienne, which subverted the evil messages of the Nazis.

The light is always there, but we must look for it.

The Light We Can Help Others See

Or possibly the light we cannot see refers to the light that the blind Marie-Laure brought into the world despite her limitations. Her fingers and ears, nose, touch, and imagination were her only connections to the world. Although she could never see the waves of radiation that illuminate all things, still she lived in a world of bright colors and light that she created within herself.

Perhaps Anne Frank said it best.

We can always be happy
“Riches, prestige, everything can be lost. But the happiness in your own heart can only be dimmed; it will always be there, as long as you live, to make you happy again.”
Anne Frank, February 23, 1944

Our own happiness, and the light we share with others comes from within ourselves.

Never able to actually see the beauty all around her, Marie-Laure instead created it for herself. So is the invisible light in fact the light that is within each of us?

I believe it is the power of choosing good, even when it is hard, as Frederick did. It is the willingness to help those in need, as Etienne and Madame Manec did. And it is sharing our own light with others, like Marie-Laure.

Perhaps what we might not see yet is that we have the immeasurable power of our own souls to light the lives of those all around us.

Stand up for goodness, even when it is hard. All the Light We Cannot See.

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Alice: Quick Read, Quick Thoughts

Alice in Wonderland: Philosophy of existence

Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass are two books I had never read. I like classic literature, of all genres it is my favorite although I don’t fully know why. I enjoy finding the profound lessons that are usually included in the classics, as well as the writing style. Reading many of those works requires a lot of thinking and pondering. But perhaps the thing I love most is that what they found to be important, even though most of these authors are now gone, is what we still find important today.

Lewis Carroll’s Books

I didn’t know what to expect from Lewis Carroll’s famous books. I had seen the Disney movie several times, and the Cheshire Cat is well known to everyone, I suppose because of the animated movie. There were a few moments in the books that I really enjoyed, and I was glad I finally read them. But overall, I was actually a little disappointed.Alice in Wonderland: Philosophy of existence

They were written for children, and from what I have read, Carroll started on these stories by telling them to the daughters of a colleague while rowing around a pond or something. So they are actually oral tradition in inception and written later.

My expectations were probably too high.

My opinion is completely unfair to Carroll, who made no promises to anyone other than that his stories were fanciful. I was expecting more of a deep philosophical journey in the guise of a children’s book. There are definitely some things to think about, but the author made very little of any of it.

For a light and whimsical journey that requires only a small mental investment, read Alice as well as the Looking Glass. There are some very clear lessons, but also some missed opportunities. I think a little more meaning behind the rest of the story would have added a lot to my experience.

What I liked Most

Above all else, I liked Alice. Her character to me rang true. This was a little girl who (in her alleged dream…or reality…whichever) could do a lot, but was also completely fallible. She really didn’t know anything about the topsy-turvy world she had fallen into. Becasue of that, she made a lot of mistakes. She especially offended creatures that her pet cat would enjoy eating.

Alice in Wonderland: Philosophy of existenceMy favorite thought about Alice was this:

“She generally gave herself very good advice (though she very seldom followed it).”

And that could be said more than likely for all of us as well. That thought alone made Alice human to me right from the start.

I like quotes (you can find some of my favorites as you browse through my website), and there are a few in the Alice books that I enjoyed. Her exchange with the Cheshire Cat is one of the most famous, but I’ll save that for the end.

In Through the Looking Glass, she converses with a gnat for a while, and I liked this thought while they discuss the fate of a bread-and-butterfly being unable to find its preferred food (weak tea with cream). Alice wonders what would happen if it couldn’t find its food.

“Then it would die, of course,” said the Gnat.

“But that must happen very often.”

“It always happens.”

Acknowledging the inevitability of death is important to all of us. That kind of honesty with ourselves helps us maintain a perspective on life that grounds us. It’s important to make our life meaningful, and to be happy while we are alive. Recognizing that life ends is helpful in doing that.

Are We Real?

Are we real? This is a thought that I really love. My book Thread and Other Stories is essentially centered around this question. My personal opinion is that we are real, life is real, the physical world is real, and what we do matters. But there is actually no way for me to prove that to you (not scientifically, that is).Alice in Wonderland: Philosophy of existence

At the end of Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, Carroll describes Alice in this way:

“So she sat on, with closed eyes, and half believed herself in Wonderland, though she knew she had but to open them again, and all would change to dull reality.”

Metaphysically speaking (if you were extremely pedantic and just a little boring) you might ask Alice how she knows which of the two worlds is reality? Is it real when she’s awake, or asleep? Alice would probably just go back to sleep again, since she was only seven years old. But we might take some time and think about the answer, and even how you might arrive at the answer.

Carroll asks a follow-up question at the end of the Looking Glass:

“Life, what is it but a dream?”

If you are not sure how to begin this mind-bending internal debate, consider that everything you experience is only understood by you via electrical impulses in your mind. So, could your mind be completely isolated from everything (including a physical body)?

And if so, could your mind be given a set of impulses that would simulate everything you believe you experience in the physical world? And if so, how would you know the difference between that and what you experience as a physical being on earth?

These were certainly questions considered in Carroll’s era by intellectuals in the British universities.

The Cheshire Cat

I think the cat, intentionally or not, asks the most practical of all questions to Alice. As a reader, or as a parent trying to find a lesson for a child who has just read these books, the Cheshire Cat offers the most useful moral.

Alice in Wonderland: Philosophy of existence At a certain point, Alice is a little lost and befuddled. She is searching for the White Rabbit and asks the enigmatic but smiling cat:

“Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go?”

“That depends a good deal on where you want to get to,” said the Cat.

“I don’t much care where…,” said Alice.

“Then it doesn’t matter which way you go,” said the Cat.

This is the closest that Carroll comes to a moral in the story. But I think it is an important one. I’m not the first to ever talk about this particular passage, but it is important for us to have a destination in mind in life.

There are many people who have busy, hectic lives, but I’m not certain if all of them know or care where they want to go. Having purpose, having goals, and having a clear direction means a lot in terms of peace of mind, happiness, and satisfaction in life. This is true whether your physical body exists or not.

And without those things, you never know where you might end up.

Alice in Wonderland: Philosophy of existence

 

 

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The Shoah: Thoughts in 2018

Shoah (n.): the Hebrew word for catastrophe; used since the 1940s to describe the Holocaust.

Shoah Memorial: behold if there be any sorrow like unto my sorrow

 

My wife studies the Holocaust. Documentaries, books, photographs, museums, anything and everything interests and intrigues her.

I grew up reading about WWII, but not much about the Nazi party or their political actions. Instead, I spent much more time on the military history and the war strategies (I was a huge nerd). That wasn’t all I read though, fortunately. As a teenager, I read and enjoyed the diary of Anne Frank, which was probably my first conscious realization of the Holocaust’s existence. Since then, I became more interested in learning about the events of the Shoah.

Why Discuss The Shoah?

Why? Good question. The events that occurred in that time period are deeply disturbing. At the same time, I am also inspired by the stories of courage and integrity that litter the records. The more I learn, the more interested I become.

Certainly when I read Elie Wiesel’s book Night, I learned, or perhaps came to consciously realize, some of the realities of what had occurred. Anne Frank’s diary is an innocent, youthful day-to-day observation of life in a Nazi-occupied country. Night is an exposition of terror. If you have not read Wiesel’s book, you absolutely need to. After you read Night, I recommend the movie Life is Beautiful to give you a whimsical experience with a deep and somber backdrop.Shoah Memorial: behold if there be any sorrow like unto my sorrow

My wife and I recently went to France and had the opportunity to visit three sites that are not on the typical European vacation itinerary. I didn’t really know they existed until my wife clued me in (she knows this kind of thing). But all three are heart wrenching and eye opening.

One place was the former location of the Vélodrome d’Hiver (or Vel d’Hiv, pronounced vell deev), a site of tragedy for French Jews during WWII. The second site was a museum called The Shoah Memorial (Mémorial de la Shoah) in Paris, which houses the Crypt (more on that to come). And the third was a museum in Orléans called the Memorial Museum of the Children of the Vel d’Hiv (Musée Mémorial des Enfants du Vel d’Hiv). All three of these centered around a singular event.

Vélodrome d’Hiver

I can’t recap the entirety of the Shoah here, besides, Wikipedia already does that (see you back here in five days if you click that link). Instead, let me give you just my version of the Vel d’Hiv.

Germany defeated France in 1940. The invasion took about six weeks and Germany agreed to leave half of France unoccupied if the French government cooperated with the Nazis. This collaborative government was located in the town of Vichy.

As part of the collaboration, the Vichy government participated in the collection and deportation of French Jews. Over the course of the war, the French authorities sent about 75,000 of their own people to concentration camps in Poland and Germany. Of these, 2,500 survived.

In July 1942, 13,152 French Jews were arrested by French police. They sent about 8,000 to the Vélodrome d’Hiver in Paris, a bike race arena. The Vel d’Hiv had been used for French fascist rallies in the past, and the Germans appropriated it for the purpose of holding Jewish prisoners during these July roundups.

Shoah Memorial: behold if there be any sorrow like unto my sorrow

Of the people sent to the Vel d’Hiv, just over 1,000 were men, about 3,000 were women, and the remaining 4,000 were children. They deported the men first, almost all of which were sent to work camps. Then they removed the women, forcibly separating them from their children when necessary. They sent the women to Drancy, a deportation camp, to be shipped to Poland.

They left the children alone in the Vélodrome for three days, with no food or sanitary facilities, and only a single faucet with water. After three days, the Vel d’Hiv had grown completely silent. The French police collected the children, herded them into cattle cars and sent them to Auschwitz. The Nazis took them to the gas chambers immediately upon arrival.

Memorials

The Vélodrome d’Hiver has since been demolished, but two memorials remain.

The inscription at the former site of the Vel d’Hiv reads (translated by me):

The 16 and 17 July, 1942

13,152 Jews were arrested in Paris and its suburbs, deported and assassinated at Auschwitz. In the Vélodrome d’Hiver, which stood here, 4115 children, 2916 women, 1129 men were kept in inhumane conditions by the police of the  Vichy government under orders from the occupying Nazis. That those who attempted to come to their aid be thanked.

Those who pass, remember!

And then on the statue near the former Vel d’Hiv site, in view of the Eiffel Tower:

The French Republic, in homage to the victims of racist and antisemitic persecution, and of crimes against humanity committed under the authority of the de facto government of the French state, 1940-1944

Never forget

I prefer the original wording in French, but you get a sense of their weight even translated.

Even more moving to me however was the Wall of Names at the Shoah Memorial. As you enter the memorial courtyard, you are faced with row upon row of stone walls with the inscriptions of the names of every known French victim of the Shoah.

Shoah Memorial: behold if there be any sorrow like unto my sorrow

There was no need for a quote or caption to emphasize the significance of this place. The names, the sheer number of names, speak for themselves.

After the courtyard, we entered the memorial building. While most of the building is used for records, temporary exhibits, and a bookstore, the real reason for its existence is in the basement. That is where the Crypt is located.

The Crypt

Entering the Crypt was the moment I will never forget.

“Look at me no one has ever had pain like mine. Young men and women killed by enemy swords.”

A line of text in Hebrew decorates the far wall as you enter. The translation I cited is given on a placard at the entrance. The words are excerpts from Lamentations 1:12, and 2:21. However, in some ways I prefer more of verse 12 in Lamentations 1 (KJV):

“Is it nothing to you, all ye that pass by? behold, and see if there be any sorrow like unto my sorrow…”

Shoah Memorial: behold if there be any sorrow like unto my sorrow

In a place like this, from the moment you enter in, you know something you never knew before. Not because you have read or seen a new thing, but because you feel something that can never be replicated elsewhere, something which is unforgettable.

Tolstoy wrote in Anna Karenina:

“What I know, I know not by reason, but it has been given to me, revealed to me, and I know it with my heart.”

When I entered the Crypt I felt the presence of those whose names are engraved in stone on the Wall of Names. The Crypt is mostly empty, with only the marble Star of David, the eternal flame, and flowers in the center, but the true memorial is beneath the floor. The Crypt protects the ashes of murdered Jews, recovered from Auschwitz-Birkenau, Sobibor, Treblinka and other death camps. These ashes are buried in soil brought from Israel.

There are places where heaven and earth meet, and for me, this is one of them.

Memory and Promise

The French people had a hard time (nationally) accepting their role in the Shoah. Although it took a long time, what I saw and read when I was in their country tells me that they are committed to remembering what happened.

Shoah Memorial: behold if there be any sorrow like unto my sorrow
Photos of children taken from the Vel d’Hiv

Some people (I think) wonder what the big deal is. Not that so many people died, I think everyone recognizes the big deal there, but more of why we continue to discuss the Shoah. Can’t we just let it go?

Well, I guess we could. But should we?

Absolutely not. We are so far distanced from those events of the 30s and 40s, that the history of it feels like story, not fact. A word like “genocide” does not really carry the meaning that it should. It feels unreal. Of course there are even those who claim the entire history of the Shoah is a fabrication. Perhaps equally astonishing is that others write or say (I have seen and heard it) that such a thing could never happen again.

I disagree.

Unless we remember and continue to honor those who were murdered, and unless we remain conscious of what happened, we cannot guarantee anything. The fact that it did happen means that it could happen again. It is hard to fathom that people are capable of such actions, and yet they were. And there are those still today who do things on a much smaller scale. That should remind us we are all human, with all the meaning that goes with that statement.

But for me, the promise of retaining the memory of the Shoah is that we have the real chance of preventing anything like that from ever happening again.

Invitation

The inscription on the memorial sculpture at the site of the Vel d’Hiv says n’oublions jamais.

Never forget.

Translating is difficult. The phrase n’oublions jamais in French means more than just the simple directive of “never forget” that the English translation offers. In French, it is also a promise that we will not forget. And it is also a statement assuring everyone that we do not ever forget.

I invite you to understand these words in all three of these contexts. We must remember.

Shoah Memorial: behold if there be any sorrow like unto my sorrow

 

Shoah Memorial: behold if there be any sorrow like unto my sorrow
Photos of children taken from the Vel d’Hiv