Patrick Romeri
Owen Johnson
4/25/15
“All Quiet on the Western Front.” Chapter 8
“In the evening I spread the jam on the cakes and eat some. But I have no taste for them. So I go out to give them to the Russians. Then it occurs to me that my mother cooked them herself and that she was probably in pain as she stood before the hot stove. I put the bag back in my pack and take only two cakes to the Russians.”
Excerpt From: Erich Maria Remarque & Arthur Wesley Wheen. “All Quiet on the Western Front.” Chapter 8