ok, first things first. i spelled synagouge way wrong yesterday! so there it is, the correct spelling...
secondly, we went to auchwitz kl and berkinau today. we saw piles of shoes, hair, suit cases with names & addresses, hairbrushes, kids clothes, and many other personal belongings. the hair was the part that really hit it home with me. that was the last thing the prisoners possesed before they were completely striped of their sense of humanity. That was also a part of them; a physical representation of 40,000 people in the case of hair in the museum. we also trecked over to berkinau where the trains came in and hans frank (i believe thats his name) would stand and point right or left, right to the camp where they would be slave laborers or left, if they were seen as unfit for work, to the gas chambers. there were only a very samll percentage that made it to the work camp. you could just sense the evil on those grounds. my heart was physically aching, with pains in my chest and a lump in my throat. i couldn't believe it. also at one point during the tour, i had held myself for almost an hour and it began to become painful. it made me think of how the prisioner were only allowed to use the restroom in the morning and evening, and if they stopped working, they were shot. i couldn't imagine having to hold myself that long, especially when most of the prisioners suffered from diharrea.
on a lighter note, i am 22 today! woohoo! its all down hill from here!
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