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Room 1 Featuring:

Children's Art about the Holocaust

An exploration into genocide by a group of sixth gradestudents.

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 herclasses to use imagination instead of explanation, to use their creativity as aresponse to history. The results have focused on a topic she shares with hersixth grade students: the Holocaust. Their art and poetry bring a vision thatadults often don't see. We hope you enjoy it.

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Paintings

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Symbol

Survival is the heart of the symbol. © 1993
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hope

And counting. © 1993
Poem: hope

Artist: Anne Goodsell


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Birdsong

Artist: Annamarie Cavadi
On their way. © 1993
Poem: Birdsong


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Angel

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Don't look behind. © 1994
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Past and Future Dream

Alone in a bigroom. © 1994
Poem: Past and FutureDream

Artist: Laurie Schofield


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Dreams

Artist: SophieDilenscheid
Dreaming of something else. © 1992


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Hopes and Dreams

Artist: TiffaniCampbell
Looking out. © 1994


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Is It My Turn

Artist: SheilaLefebvre
And where can I turn to if it's my turn. © 1994

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Bottomless Pit ofTime

Artist: Jessica Dalton
Survival is theheart of the symbol. © 1993
Poem: Bottomless Pitof Time



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Invisible

Artist: Jason Hornbuckle
Can you see the real me. © 1994
Poem: Invisible


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Lonely Cries

Artist: GemmaLechlinski
Cameo. © 1994
Poem: LonelyCries



Eye in the Sky

Artist: April Hooper
Someone is looking down on you. ©1991


Wall of Heads

Artist: Anonymous
The walls have eyes. © 1991

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ThreeLevels

Artist: Andy Horstmann
Someone is lookingdown on you. © 1994


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A Child of the Holocaust

There is nothing to loadhere. This is the picture of a child that didn't survive. Courtesy of theChildren's Memorial, Yad Vashem.
This project is dedicated to the memory ofthe children.
© 1994 The Write Thing


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Poetry

        Birdsong                  BackHe 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.
AnnamarieCavadi

                  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.
AnneGoodsell

  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.

Laurie Schofield


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


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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 thishorrible dream I will live in freedom. Maybe I'll be in heaven but anywhere isheaven to me now I see dark shadows moving across at night if this is life thanits not worth living.
Rachel Kruger

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