Humorous Journeys

One of the more well known victims of the Holocaust is Anne Frank. She was a Jewish girl who lived in Germany. Her story is recognized all over the world because she was a girl that wrote in a diary while she was in hiding. The Holocaust exhibit helps people to understand what happened back then so in the future it won't happen again. The Museum of Tolerance is a fascinating place to learn about. One important lesson we can take away from Anne Frank is that the human spirit can never be broken.

At the concentration camps, the Jews and prisoners had high hopes of being free and that the holocaust would blow over within a short amount of time from the time when it really ended. When entering the museum and seeing how the Jews were treated they could feel how the Europeans treated the European Jews and started to feel the way the Jews did and how unfortunate it was. “Suparna is visibly shaken. "It's one thing to know that Nazis murdered millions of people," she says. "It's another to put yourself in their place.

A majority of the exhibit was technology based or was made up entirely of dioramas. It was very interesting to discover that the museum uses a mediated based approach to inform their audience of the events that happened during the time of the Holocaust. To heighten the experience, the museum hands out cards with pictures of Jewish people who were affected by the Holocaust. At the end of the tour, there is a scanner that will reveal the fate of the person on your card. I received Peter Freistadt. Peter Freistadt was born on October 13, 1931, in Bratislavia, Czechoslovakia. With the arrival of anti-Semitic laws in the 1940s, him and his family had to wear the Star of David on their sleeves and a brand. The star branded them for all to see that they are jewish. They were required to hire a non-Jewish man to overlook their family owned business. They were forced to leave their home. Peter Freistadt was one of the lucky few to escape the ghettos, and the horrors that followed. There was one section within the exhibit called "The Hall of Testimony". This is where you can hear the stories of Holocaust survivors. This provides live testimony of the events from the period and semi fills the void that was caused due to the previous lack of artifacts. The Museum honors the survivors in a permanent exhibit titled “Witness to Truth”. The

Light rushes through a gap in the curtain flooding into my eyes. Irritated, I roll over onto my side, covering my face with an old pillow that smelt like cheese puffs. Consequently I’m itchy all over, must of left the door open and let the bed bugs bite. Crawling out of bed right leg, searching for the floor to regain reality and get out of bed. Ordinarily my eyes tried adjusting to the bright

In this book, the author describes the long process it takes to create a national museum that will commemorate the Holocaust. He covers issues such as, the location of it, the design and construction aspects of the museum building. He informs readers about how they’ve tried to represent the Holocaust through the museum with sensitivity. I will use specific facts from this book to show that this museum was built with the help of many and required a lot of thought into it. I will show that this museum does in fact show sensitivity to an individual.

The first thing I realized during my tour was that I was really uncomfortable. Mary explained that the inpatient facility we were touring which houses male and female adolescents and young women was

We meet up with some of our neighbors inside, then I thought to myself, this isn't going to be as bad as I expected. As I looked around I saw three bright blonds and realized that it was Kelly Righter and her siblings who lived up the street. Once we signed in we traveled down a few hallways. The people that worked at the veterans hospital said we have to split into two groups. Our family stayed together and we were with the righters. We

You shoot up from your warm bed. You rub the sleep from your eyes and glance at the clock, which strikes 6:10. It seems as though your heart skips a beat. The cozy blankets try to keep you enthralled in their warm grasp as you jump from their reach. The bus to Buffalo leaves in twenty minutes and you should’ve woken up an hour ago. You frantically toss on your oversized sweatshirt and leggings and race to the kitchen, in hope that you have time to sneak a quick bite to eat. As you run in, you see that your mother has made you two slices of toast, crisp and crunchy, spread with a thick layer of creamy, melted butter. While running around the house, munching on the perfectly toasted bread, you quick grab your swimsuit and bag, which

The readings from these past weeks on on issues of race and cultural patrimony were too informative considering the Native American exhibits I have attended, my work in an anthropology museum, and anthropology classes I have taken. Somehow, Cooper’s “The Long Road to Repatriation” provided more context and weight to the historical atrocities against Native Americans than any of my other educational experiences. To be fair, I am not a scholar of Native history, but I am certainly not uninformed, and it should not take a scholar or be a native person to understand these issues. As Lonetree mentioned, the Holocaust Museum presents a difficult subject and forces the visitor to “confront inhumanity” (106). I think the impact of this information as an educational experience in a museum would have a huge impact on current social and political tensions.

On one particular day, I remember the camp commander lined everybody up like he was Zeus. He would look into everybody's eyes, one by one. If you looked away or blinked, you would be sent away. If you didn’t, you would stay at the camp. I remember him approaching me, then staring straight into my eyes. His name was SS-Hauptsturmführer Alex Piorkowski, with blue-gray eyes and a pale face that nobody wanted to see angry. I strained to keep my eyes focused, and my eyelids open. Then, just as I was about to blink, he sent me to the good side. The people on the other side were taken to a different camp. Life went on as usual with the occasional bumps and bruises along the way, but nothing

In the Anne Frank exhibit they show you different artifacts collected after the end of the Holocaust. Such as a copy of her diary, letters to and from her pen pal, baby pictures, etc. Besides the information and artifacts in front of you, there's a wall that catches your eye. It's a wall covered with bright articles of clothing, but as you continue walking the clothing gradually becomes darker. You can even see a few uniforms that prisoners wore in concentration camps. These articles of clothing represent the children murdered during World War 2. Topics like these, victims of genocide, are better learned about in person. Seeing a video or things that a child owned during a horrific time is more personal and powerful than reading about it in a

The one thing that I wish they would implement to their museum to make it more interesting is to add more Holocaustic casted models. I got this idea by visiting the African American museum. And what set them apart was that they had a whole set of statue models on display to place a person in that mindset of being there. If the Holocaust museum would issue more life-like cast, then I think people will feel more engaged in the tour. In the African American museum, I remember the faces on the life-like models. The faces with looks of confusions, fear, and sometimes happiness. I think by adding this would bring a whole new element to the Holocaust museum. Nevertheless, I enjoyed the opportunity. I do plan on returning in the near future. Maybe not to that museum in particular, but a more official museum like the ones in Germany. I plan on traveling across the world one day, and visiting the Holocaust museum in Aw>>> is defiantly on my

On the fourth of April, our senior class went to the holocaust museum as part of our senior class trip. There, we learned and experienced the holocaust through first-hand accounts and testimonies from the survivors of this atrocity. We had several hours to explore the four floors of this museum, but there is so many artifacts and information, you would need days to absorb it all. The entire museum is an impactful experience that makes you reflect on everything you have in your life. The most impactful thing in the museum, for me, did not come in the form of an artifact or picture, but from the people there at the museum.

ready. I always had to count to three to get out of bed I never was able to just jump out of bed. Finally I got up and realized it was a lot colder than when I was under my silky smooth sheets and electric blanket. I quickly ran to the shower and jumped in. It felt so nice and warm I didn't ever want to get out but I knew that I would be late if I didn't. I got out and got dressed quickly to trap in as much heat as I could. I headed downstairs to start making breakfast. I looked in the freezer for some waffles but there weren't any in there. “Crap!” I exclaimed.

Before I knew it, it was late at night and almost my bedtime. I made my way, up the stairs to the loft, slowly dragging my feet up each huge log stair from being so tired. I finally made my way up to the loft although the only light source was coming from one-single lit candle downstairs on the kitchen table. As I pulled the covers off the tiny twin bed, it was extremely hot, so I decided