Iv been reading a book from a holocaust surviver that was lying around at home - mum said it was a good one (yes, we are possibly the only house filled with such books - there are many, family roots n all).
I havent thought about it for such a long time - i tend to avoid the subject, i think i find it truly horrifying, and its made worse by knowing im just 2 generations down from it, and how much its effected everyone in my family.
I can not begin too imagine what it was like for my family, or what my grandpa has gone through, knowing that everyone he grew up with in Germany was murdered, and the awful conditions they were kept in until they died. I remember when we visited Teresenstadt, they had a memorial with all the childrens names who had been killed, and he was going along the wall saying 'i knew him, i went too school with her'... he had no emotion on his face - i wanted too cry.
I dont really understand how a whole country, or rather, the majority of Europe, could have found it so acceptable, and let it happen.
How can you forget that humans are humans so easily?
I think im also sad that i look at society now, and see that no one has learned anything - and im not sure they ever will. i look at the racist remarks people chuck around, or the resenment iv heard expressed over imagrents, and i cant help thinking that it wouldnt take much (especially with the economy going down hill) for a similar thing too start happening... i hope it never does.
what a pessimistic view.
I also look back at pictures of concentration camp and ghetto victims, and it makes me feel quite ashamed that i crave to be starving, and thin. my family would have had no choice in it at all, where as i am in compleate control of it, and still cant seem too give it up.
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