The Museum of Tolerance

As I walked in I could see the statue of a man. He was upside down in a position that can only be described as painful. The Star of David behind him showing that no matter the cost, his faith would live on. As we kept walking we saw the stories of the thousands of children whose lives were taken by evil. The writing made me writhe in pain as most of the children were lost to history, only stories on a sheet of paper. We walked into the gas chamber and heard the stories of thousands men, women, and children whose lives were taken because they were not of the race that was "pure". Aryans they called them, the "pure" ones, blond hair, blue eyes, and white skin. They were wrong, everybody is unique whether you are European, American, African, Asian, it doesn't matter. At the end we heard of the riots in America that were about freedom, equality, and rights. Those were truly horrible times. After we traveled through the several exhibits in the Museum of Tolerance we listened to the story of a Holocaust survivor. He was truly an incredible man, with three books and an incredible life story. He told us about Kristallnacht, the night of broken glass, where he heard thousands of windows being broken by those that supported the mass eradication of thousands of innocents. Scapegoat: a person who is blamed for the wrongdoings, mistakes, or faults of others, specially for reasons of expediency. This definition describes to a tee what the Jewish people were during the second World War. Finally we exited the museum and I felt as though I had a responsibility to make sure our world is that of equality.


Equality: the state of being equal, especially in status, rights, and opportunities. This is what I know I have to uphold after traveling though the Museum of Tolerance. After seeing millions of people being oppressed for different reasons, skin color, religion, etc. I believe that we as a human race have the responsibility to uphold our rights as human beings. Seeing the faces of the people who were killed because of what they believed in truly was inspiring for me. I'd say the thing that made me think about equality most was definitely when Walter, our tour guide, talked about the evil Dr. Mengele who experimented on twins because he thoughts they could regenerate parts of their flesh if it was from their twin. It was truly the worst thing I've ever heard of, the fact that a man thought human experimentation by cutting off flesh was ok. It was revolting beyond belief.





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