MOT (there is not post because i just post it but it didnt come up yet)

Hillary Gollenberg
07-20-08
Research Project
For my research paper I decided to go to the museum of tolerance. I have been to the museum twice when I was in grade school and I really enjoyed it. So I thought I would make a trip back and see if I can get someone else out of it now that I am older. My boyfriend Ryan came with me because he had never been. We went two Sunday’s ago there was three big groups so we did not get to see as much as I wanted to because we took the tour by ourselves without a guide. They were renovation so some of the exhibits we were unable to see. Form the outside the museum still looked the same, one thing that was new was the metal detectors it felt like I was at the airport. But I guess we have 911 to thank for that.

We watched the one video that I found really sad about a lady that was pregnant and had her baby for seven day while she was in the hospital the Nazi broke into the hospital making the Jewish exit and forced them into a truck. She was separated from the baby her family was trying to fight for her but there wasn’t anything they could do. Her family was outside and witnessed the baby getting thrown out of the window of the hospital. In this incident 30 innocent babies were thrown out of the window and died instantly. I found this story so disturbing I will most defiantly remember this story for the rest of my life. I just cannot get past what they were thinking kills all these innocent new born children what kind of morals do they have it is so disgusting, when I watch the video this story just made me sick to my stomach.

When I was getting ready to watch another video I cannot remember which one it was but next to the screen was a timeline that showed all the hate crimes that have happened here in American from the Oklahoma City bombing and ending with the Terrorist Attack on September 11th. We also watched a video on the issues involving race, gender and class. I thought this was neat because there were polls and they allowed us to interview the characters. I thought this was so interesting and was surprised that it was so interactive.

After we went through the tolerance side we moved on to the Holocaust area. I was unhappy with this side because things were closed because of the renovation. I really wanted to see all the artifacts to share them with my boyfriend because I remember being interested in this part of the museum. We were able to walk through the doors of the concentration camp there was one for children and one for adults, I thought this was very interesting although I didn’t like how they had two prisoners hanging by nooses I found this a little disturbing and so did my boyfriend.

We also listen to William Harvey who was a holocaust survivor, he told us his story one thing that really caught my attention was when he talked about hearing Hitler state to the world that he would kill every Jewish person in the world and if they lived he would make sure they weren’t happy. But lucky that didn’t apply to Mr. Harvey he was reunited with mom, sister’s and some other family members. So there was a somewhat happy ending for William Harvey. Hearing a voice of an actual survivor and the experience he was apart of was just so real to me and made me depressed.

When we first walked in I got a ticket with a boys name on it, which read Yehiel Goldberg, when we put it into the machine it said he was born in Pinsk, Poland. Yehiel and his family had fought for their life but he didn’t make it he was murdered at seventeen in July 1942. This was so sad because I was him for the day and to die at age seventeen I would be so young and miss out on the rest of my life. Over all the experience was better this time that I went to the museum I think It was a lot better to understand now that I am twenty two compared to thirteen, my boyfriend really enjoyed it he was glad he came with me. It is just so sad and you walk out all down and depressed knowing something like this really happen in our world. But hopefully this history never repeats itself.