The March of the Living
The goal of the March of the Living is not so much to learn from or about history, but to enter into it, to learn the lessons of the past, and help lead the Jewish people into the future.
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April 28, 2008 - Lodz
We've arrived in Poland! Thankfully, everything ran smoothly on the way. Dinner tonight was in Warsaw, after which we headed up to the Lodz area. We have a short meeting with all participants to review policies and to go over the plans for Tuesday. Happily, we celebrated Andrew Kostin's 18th birthday with him.
Beginning on Thursday, when we're in Krakow, we'll post pictures on the website here, and we hope, some comments from the students.
Hoping you're all well at home!
April 29, 20o08
April
29, 2008 - Chelmno
“Footstep
Upon Footstep”
Tamar,
you walk upon this solemn ground,
following
the path that consumed the lives of many.
Silence
hovers in the fog, masking all around,
to
the point your breath can’t be heard by any.
Yet
the sounds of the past
seep
through the mask of silence.
Letting
known the truth at last,
that
you will not stand by in compliance,
for
each and every day that goes by,
you
carve out a new place in time.
Where
you refuse to stand by as a mine.
Let
it be known why we wept,
footstep
upon footstep.
Jessica
Blank,
Gettysburg,
PA
April
30, 2008 - Auschwitz
I
was completely overwhelmed by what I saw today. I could not cry, but
I also could not comprehend what I saw. It wasn’t just a photograph
or story, but the real place. How can people complain about Poland
when other people had to live in concentration camps? And then, how
did people survive? Why don’t they tell us about what we saw in
schools? The whole time, I was trying to visualize what it would have
been, but it was so empty and green. So, I’m stuck.an
Jessica Waterman
East Greenwich, RI
May
1, 2008
Leaving
Poland behind feels like a relief, but it is something I will never
forget. If it hadn’t been for the March of the Living, I don’t
think I would have ever come here. I would never have gotten to
witness all the things I’ve seen here: the camps, the ghettoes.
Sara Woolf
Harrisburg, PA