He was glad to be capable of working in spite of it, since the physically disabled were almost certainly sent to death when a selection took place.
He limped over the track with an especially heavy girder, and seemed about to fall and drag the others with him.
As yet, I was not carrying a girder so I jumped to his assistance without stopping to think.
I was immediately hit on the back, rudely reprimanded and ordered to return to my place.
A few minutes previously the same guard who struck me had told us deprecatingly that we “pigs” lacked the spirit of comradeship.
Another time, in a forest, with the temperature at 2°F, we began to dig up the topsoil, which was frozen hard, in order to lay water pipes.
By then I had grown rather weak physically. Along came a foreman with chubby rosy cheeks.
His face definitely reminded me of a pig’s head. I noticed that he wore lovely warm gloves in that bitter cold.
For a time he watched me silently. I felt that trouble was brewing,
for in front of me lay the mound of earth which showed exactly how much I had dug.
Then he began: “You pig, I have been watching you the whole time! I’ll teach you to work, yet!
Wait till you dig dirt with your teeth —you’ll die like an animal! In two days I’ll finish you off!
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