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Room 1 Featuring:
Children's Art about the Holocaust
An exploration into genocide by a group of sixth grade students. This has become a permanent show, due to the efforts of one teacher.
The inspiration behind this art is a teacher, Anne Williams. She challenges her classes to use imagination instead of explanation, to use their creativity as a response to history. The results have focused on a topic she shares with her sixth grade students: the Holocaust. Their art and poetry bring a vision that adults often don't see. We hope you enjoy it.
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Birdsong Back
He doesn't know
the world at all nor
what to sing about,
I do but does it matter?
I feel trapped here
my love for all things vanish
trapped beyond reality
and a nightmare.
I know I'd open
my heart to beauty and go
into the woods
Someday. I hope that one
day I will realize
how wonderful it is to be
alive.
Annamarie
Cavadi hope Back
I see the gray and brown of the barracks. Mama stands in the doorway of Barrack 19, our barrack. Her voice calls out to me, I can hear her faintly. Far across the camp, the camp Terezin. A camp that is lonely and desolate, Yet I feel in my soul that someday, sometime, there will be beauty in Terezin. Beauty of smiles and joyful tears, beauty of freedom. I turn my face toward a better day, a day of hope. Today can be a day of hope, it isn't hard for me to imagine. Mama doesn't imagine, she is too worried. As I run toward her, run toward Barrack 19, I hear behind me the sound of army vehicles, German vehicles. Soon, our turn will come. Our turn to be taken to another camp, taken to Auschwitz. I reach Barrack 19, I reach my home. Mama's arms encircle me, full of warmth and sadness. Everything will be alright. Everything will be alright.
Anne Goodsell
Past and Future Dream Back
I live dream by dream Dreaming of the past For the past Cannnot hurt me And the future holds hope Fears And disappointments Even death! But when I do dream Of the future The soldiers know Death knows It comes for me.
Bottomless Pit of Time Back
I see death scared to see Bottomless Pit of time After dusk-death Embraces all who Walk the Streets Healing wounds Fall upon my soul What number am I?
Jessica Dalton
Invisible Back
Waiting for freedom Freedom the word rolls over my tongue Can't they hear my silent screams Here in the belly of the wolf Cursed with this label Jew Open up Lilith's cave I am that brave To be free my pride my soul striped away Painful yes, don't they see.
Jason Hornbuckle
Lonely Cries Back
The pain the sorrow The endless cries The scattered dreams I think to myself When will it end? Everyday the same. Shots from the soldiers Another lonely cry Another death.
Gemma Lechlinski
Untitled
I cry but no one hear's me I live in fear alone I'm scared I don't know if I'll live to see tomorrow and if I do I'll thank God for it. When I wake up from this horrible dream I will live in freedom. Maybe I'll be in heaven but anywhere is heaven to me now I see dark shadows moving across at night if this is life than its not worth living.
Rachel Kruger
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