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Final day / morning in Poland. I find myself thinking over what we have been through over the last few days.
It's has been horrific, the acts committed, the things we have seen. But I don't feel as emotionally drained as our visit to the battlefields last year. Why?
Maybe it's just the nature of the delivery, the emotive element was absent?
Maybe I have reached a point where I have seen so much human pain that I am becoming more accustomed or immune to it?
I hope not.
As we sit on our Easyjet flight surrounded by pupils amazingly doing homework I wonder if their lives have changed at all or have we just examined another bit of history and tomorrow return to the daily routine of life at school as if we have never been to Poland at all.
Will I teach the holocaust differently now? Will Judaism seem more poignant ?
I sit amazed by the faith shown by the Jews in the face of such adversity. That no matter what persecution, no matter where they were taken and who the were taken from, they found comfort and sanctuary even if it was the very thing that led them to that place in the eyes of others.
I look at my own faith in God and question if it would last the course under such weight of hatred. I do know. i do know that it should probably be something i place greater value in and treat less for granted.
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