Sorry for the really really really bad pun but i just had to do it...
So as the title pretty much sums up we went to the first concentration camp today called (i can't remember haha ) but it was so eery to go into the bunks and hospital and kitchen of this camp, the original place. To walk where these people were beaten and tortured, killed and starved. We stood in the place where every morning they had to line up to be counted, dead or alive, you had to be accounted for.. When they were counted they had to go off to the work places, starving, freezing and sick they had to meet their daily task, if they didn't they were beaten, sometimes to death. It really struck home because of the book i had just read from Jodi Piccoltt called story teller, i could quite literally see these poor starving bodies in the bunks, laying there or standing for their line ups every day, twice a day. We were cold standing there but i felt so wrong even mentioning that i was cold seeing how these people had to deal with it every day, with the bear minimum of clothing and food. Just was a real eye opener.
We thank God for putting an end to that era, and that we now get to live in freedom and peace (in Australia)
So next time i will hopefully be bothered to put photos up :)
xoxo
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