“Arbeit Macht Frei” to many, these infamous words, translated into ‘work makes one free’ can be viewed upon the gates at Auschwitz. These deceiving words were the slogan, set to mislead and almost invite the ‘undesirables’ into entering the camp, believing that they would one day, be freed after working to their full potential.
However, they were unaware, that all 6 million of them would be a part of one of the BIGGEST genocide events in history.
On a recent school History trip to Poland in February 2011, this gave me the opportunity to visit both Auschwitz and Birkenhau, and experience a first-hand account of the brutal conditions that the Jews had been subjected to.
Before visiting the camps, and as high school pupils, we were completely unaware of what to expect upon visiting these locations with such important historical significance. On our way to these camps, we were larking about as to be expected from a bunch of 15 year old school kids from Widnes! However upon arriving at the destinations, it was clear to see that the historical events which had taken place 70 years prior, had a harrowing and utterly heart-wrenching effect on all of us.
Even though the camps had been transformed into historical museums, the instant feeling arising upon entering the grounds was that of sudden realisation of a world filled with horror. The camps seemed foreign compared to the normality we are usually subjected to, and visiting these places of mass extermination, reinforced such a chilling factor, these places were essentially just a death factory.
The first major shock about the camps was how they were closely located to civilisation, we expected them to be hushed, and simply built out of the way. As an educational trip, we had the opportunity to take a tour around the camps, whilst the English speaking, polish tour guides outlined the brutal conditions of the Jews and the torture they were exposed to. There were many exhibitions showing the masses of shoes, glasses and human hair which recovered from victims’ corpses, and to see the shoes of infants just simply ‘piled-up’ and discarded along with hundreds of thousands of others, really put into perspective the way in which these people were dehumanised and almost ridiculed in the German population.
As well as this we were also led into the last remaining gas chamber in the Auschwitz-Birkenhau camp, and it was a simply indescribable feeling, the way in which you stand, knowing that thousands of innocent people’s lives ended in that very spot. Being in the Birkenhau camp, you felt almost like cattle in the farm, but the most peculiar was the way in which it was fenced off and there were visible guard towers, inevitably constructed to prevent the so-called ‘prisoners’ from escaping.
This feeling of being like cattle could be reinforced through the fact that the living conditions within this camp would not be suitable for animals, let alone people. This was present in the visits to the sleeping quarters, in which the only way to describe it, would be that the ‘prisoners’ slept like matchsticks, with cramped, damp conditions, various people to one bed, with no comfort whatsoever.
During both visits to the camps in one day, as history students, we were particularly interested in the photographs recovered from the time of this horrific event. It was these which did spark some emotion in a fair few of the students, as they really captured the essence and nature of the brutality carried out by the Nazi officials to these innocent people. It was predominantly the way in which very few details of the camp had changed since the photographs were taken which provoked a distressing feeling, as it proposed the idea that these events took place in fairly recent history (Which they so shockingly did!), therefore, how was this shocking mass extermination allowed to happen?
To finish the day, one of our younger history students, was asked to recite a famous poem by “Martin Niemoller”, in which included;
First they came for the communists,
and I didn’t speak out because I wasn’t a communist.
Then they came for the trade unionists,
and I didn’t speak out because I wasn’t a trade unionist.Then they came for the Jews,
and I didn’t speak out because I wasn’t a Jew.
Then they came for me
and there was no one left to speak out for me.
With the ability to hear a pin drop, it was easy to see that the students really grasped and understood the concepts proposed by the poem, and it captured the idea of the importance of the role of the bystander. To see the atrocities first hand, and experience the eeriness of such a place, this trip enlightened me with a variety of knowledge that could not be acquired by simply reading from a text book, or watching another documentary on the History Channel. I feel that it was a once in a life time experience, and to stand upon the very grounds that was once used by Nazi officials, and which was the ground of so many innocent deaths, to me, this was a surreal experience.
– Samantha Filkins