
Oswiecim
Conceived at the end of the war and born in an again free Netherlands, the horrors of the Second World War have entered my consciousness through poignant images and stories.
One morning in 2007, in the train from Krakow to Prague, we made a stop at Oswiecim. For us just a stopover; for 1.5 million people – between 1941 and 1945 – it was the end of the line.
One doesn’t easily forget a visit to Auschwitz. Images of buildings, barracks, the railway line, ruins of the gas chambers, the green grass … they mix with the images and testimonies seen and read in photos, films and books that over the years have taken root in my mind.
In the evening we silently walk back to the station to continue our journey to Prague.
I never saw a station as sinister as the one at Oswiecim.
Photo of the week: Station at Oswiecim, Poland 2007
Can never forget the entrance archway marked “Arbeit macht frei” – what a lie that was for all those who were pushed in there.
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