I was so hoping for good weather today as we were going to
visit a concentration camp. When I woke up…it was snowing and the temperature
was -4C!! My first thought was “Oh no! Is anyone going to come? And is it
possible to walk the grounds in this weather?”! But by the time I changed and
had my breakfast, it had stopped snowing and I started to feel positive. I also
wondered whether it was the Universe’s way of telling me that since I am
visiting the camp, I should experience it, almost
as how the prisoners there lived. Almost.
It was snowing slightly when I left the apartment, and it
was cold. I took the metro by myself, changed stations and trains and managed
to find our meeting point. J
In the end, only four of us met up: Marie, Carolijn, Claudia and me. The others
pulled out at the last minute coz one was sick and another had a really late
night.
The train ride to Birkenwerder took about 30-40 minutes and
we spent the whole time talking about everything under the sun. And then, it was
another 20 minutes bus ride to another stop; and then….it was another 2kms to
the Sachsenhausen Camp. Believe it or not, we WALKED that 2kms but it was not
that cold and as we were all excited, I guess adrenalin took over.
When we reached the camp area, we headed to the information center to get the audio guides and maps. Then it was a walk down Camp Street, where
the prisoners had to walk through before reaching the actual camp ground. Back then, there were no walls and so the public could actually see them
walking. Women and children threw stones and shouted profanity at them. I can
only imagine how the prisoners felt!
There was also a museum for the Oranienburg Concentration
Camp there (this camp is often confused with the Sachsenhausen camp); but it
was on a much smaller scale with no actual buildings or structures. It was just
a normal museum. But small and normal, we actually spent an hour in there!
After that…it was time to enter the gates to hell! Of
course, just at the entrance gate, there are the famous words of the camp, “Arbeit
Macht Frei” which means, "labour makes (you) free". Sickening right?
I mean, it’s a concentration camp where people hardly survived, the workload
being one of the reasons for the deaths!! Marie told me that in some other
camps, there are phrases such as “because you deserve this” on the gates!! Sickening!!
The first thing that hit me when I entered the gates was how
big the area was. Granted, there are not many structures left and so the
grounds were bare. Nevertheless, that sight actually made me flinch.
Walking the grounds from one area to another, in the freezing weather (somehow,
with the lack of buildings around, the wind, snow and cold seemed worse), with
my hands frozen to the point that I could not feel them, and with the wind just
threatening to blow me off my feet, I had only one thought running through my
mind: “How did they live? Especially without proper clothing, food, shoes
etc.” This thought kept running in my head that I really couldn't think of
anything else.
There was not much of an opportunity to take pictures
because there was nothing much to capture. The important stuff is in a building
where no cameras are allowed. When Claudia asked if I wanted a picture of me in
the area, I said no. It didn't feel right doing such a thing: smiling and posing
in an area where so much horror happened. People might say that I’m stupid for
not taking a picture of myself in the area; but to me, having been IN the area
and seeing and sort of experiencing (read: the cold) what the prisoners went
through, that’s a "picture" worth more than one in a camera.
As we were walking towards the exit of the camp, I saw
a sign that said “Neutral Zone”; and I wondered “what the hell was it doing
here?!” I mean, seriously??? I just had to take a picture of that!! Just before
I passed through the gates, “escaping” or rather leaving behind the camp area,
I took one last look and tried to imagine the place as it was back then: with buildings
and vehicles, the smells and sounds, and of course, the people, both dead and
alive. Sighs…this was not Auswitch and yet…sighs. And I just learned that there
were actually 3 Auzwitch camps, not one as I thought!!
We spent nearly 3 hours there and yet, we did not see everything!
It was just TOO cold. It’s a pity that we didn't get to see everything but I am
happy that I visited the camp no matter how little time we spent there. I guess
it’ll take more than one trip to fully internalize what happened all those
years back; but then again, I don’t think it’s possible to understand and
accept that such atrocities were done to human, by humans. I don’t think I will ever
really understand how such a thing could have happened.
This visit evoked more emotion in me than when I visited the
Wall. I tried hard to imagine living in a city that was divided; yet somehow, I
just couldn't grasp the emotion needed to understand how it felt to be living
in one state governed by two totally different systems. Sighs…
As we were heading back towards Berlin, I mentioned to Claudia that I was
wondering how the people in that town feels about living in a place so near the
camp area. And she told me that, people tend to ignore or be in denial that
such things ever happened. In fact, back then, even though people knew what was
happening in that camp, people just kept quiet and kept to themselves. She said
it would be interesting to interview someone from that period and listen to
their thoughts. Hmmm…
In order to get over the unforgettable emotions, I went
souvenir shopping after the four of us said goodbye. I got a few things for my
family but I still feel like I need to buy more! Lol! Next weekend would be my
last time to shop coz the weekend after that will be spent packing!
Wow….16 days left! I’m hoping to go to a flea market
tomorrow. That is if I am not lazy and if it’s not snowing! J
Otherwise, I’ll just stay in bed!
What a day it was!
--