Showing posts with label yad vashem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label yad vashem. Show all posts

Monday, May 12, 2014

Aviv Poland Journey: Day 2 (Yad Vashem Cont.)

Day 2 at Yad Vashem began with an experience which we were truly privileged to enjoy; listening first hand to the story of Chana Pick, a survivor of Bergen-Belsen concentration camp and a childhood friend of Anne Frank. Her story was unbelievable, we heard of her luck to remain in her family home for numerous years of the war thanks to various coincidences as well as strokes of luck which saw her and her sister both survive the war in extremely unlikely circumstances. We hung on her every word, recognising how lucky we were to be hearing the account of someone who endured the horrifying events which many consider today a faded nightmare. For me, it brought home just how lucky I am to be undertaking is journey, as well as the recognition that we are the last generation lucky enough to be hearing from survivors themselves and as such it is our responsibility to pass on the stories we accrue on our journey.

Our next session was a workshop with our tour guide Jonathan in which we took a closer look at the ghettos of Eastern Europe, namely Lodz and Warsaw, and the lives of those who lived there. We heard of the inversion of traditional bread-winning hierarchy in Warsaw as children were forced to scavenge and smuggle food in order to feed their starving families. We watched and heard testimonies of those who had spent time in these shocking places, one testimony particularly resonated with me personally. One woman stated that she had gone on dates in which she had passed rotting corpses in the streets and simply ignored them, for me this represented the an alternate and shocking normality created in the ghettos and eventually the camps, wherein death and destruction were simply the norm and people strived to live as normal lives as they could to little avail. We compared the actions of the leaders of these ghettos, one of whom committed suicide when the Nazis came for their ghettos citizens and the other who sacrificed the children in order to save the adults, eventually saving 8,000 lives. A debate arose as to who had made the correct decision, an answer which simply cannot be answered as to our inability in 2014 to know the entire background of the decision as well as our incapacity to avoid the use of hindsight to make an objective deliberation.

Our next workshop delved into the end of the war, the establishment of displaced persons camps as well as life after the holocaust. We learnt of ridiculously snap decisions for marriage due to an unwillingness to be alone following the deaths of entire families. What struck me about this was that our ‘first world problems’ and thoughts of loneliness are simply insignificant and irrational compared to the situations which these people found themselves, a lesson which I believe my generation in particular must learn. Next up was a visit to Yad Vashem’s resource centre where we worked on ceremonies and presentations which we would present sometime over the next week, much research was undertaken. Finally, we spent roughly an hour in the visual centre, afforded some individual time with the enormous video database of testimonials, films and Nazi propaganda amongst other things, which is only available at Yad Vashem itself. We were informed that the video library contains over 60,000 individual testimonials, despite being worked on since 1995, which allowed me to reflect on the unbelievable amount of individuals whose lives were affected by this traumatic episode of human history which I hope shall never be repeated.


Jake

Sunday, May 11, 2014

Aviv Poland Journey: Day 1 (Yad Vashem)

The holocaust is a time in human history which simultaneously repulses and intrigues people from all walks of life, especially young Jews due to its intrinsic role in the formation of their personal and family heritage and history. I feel as though in some way my Jewish education, both formal and informal, has led up to the next week or so in which I will visit the sites of some of the worst atrocities ever committed and consolidated hours and hours of learning about the Second World War and the genocide which it encompasses. Due to its importance on an emotional level to both myself and the entire group, I have decided to make a concerted effort to blog my thoughts and feelings each and every day of this journey through Prague and Poland.

Today was the first day of the journey as we departed Kibbutz Galon and arrived at Jerusalem’s holocaust museum, Yad Vashem. This was my first visit to the massive compound, which we were informed stretches over 2 square miles,  which placed me in the minority with many other Aviv participants having visited this incredible museum previously. A few things struck me about this place which I had already heard so much about; firstly, the sheer size of the complex which I personally felt was a symbol for the humongous importance of the remembrance of these events to both the Jewish population as well as all of mankind.

We were introduced to our Scottish/Welsh tour guide Jonathan who acted as our walking holocaust encyclopaedia, possessing a hugely impressive memory which allowed him to simply recite huge chunks of German writing on command. Jonathan, who had already been a tour guide at yad vashem for 6 years, guided us through the valley of the communities which included the name of each and every European community which was destroyed during the Second World War, the number of names was astounding. We were given the opportunity to find the name of a community which held special importance to ourselves or our families.

Next we headed to the hall of questions in which we were given the opportunity to examine some of the deep questions surrounding the actions of the Nazis, such as “where was god during the holocaust?” and “how did people become mass-murderers” accompanied by expert or controversial opinions on the subject. This bred great discussion and led to deeper thought.

Our next major stop was the new Yad Vashem museum which chronicled holocaust history between 1939 and 1945 and allowed us to learn the history behind the events accompanied by testimonies, letters and other important artefacts. Jonathan manoeuvred and guided us through the museum until we reached the final room, which contained the names of roughly 4.5 million Jews who perished in the holocaust accompanied by the pictures of many. It was simply harrowing to see the unbelievable amount of people who lost their lives depicted in such an understandably large quantity. We were briefed about the following week and then headed to our accommodation at Bayit Vagan opposite Yad Vashem, we are to return to the museum in the morning.

Today posed several questions to myself, from both historical and emotional perspectives. Firstly, where does religion fit into our commemoration of such important historical events? Can we really include g-d in any discussions surrounding the cause and transpiration of the holocaust? Surely, there must be a separation between religion and academics but at the same time, a rabbi said something in one of the exhibits which really got to me; how come we take the good and don’t say therefore g-d exists? But rather, we see the bad in the world and take it as evidence that g-d does not exist? Food for thought.


Jake