Wednesday 30th April 2014 is a date I am certain to never forget.
It’s not because of the early start. It isn’t because of the delays at UK border control and it isn’t because of the early morning bedtime. It isn’t even because of the slight madness of visiting Poland in a day.
It is because I visited Auschwitz.
(Image taken from Flickr- Creative Commons- Enrico).
We attended an orientation seminar last Sunday in London with the LFA Project that was designed to prepare for use for what we would encounter.
I had concerns already.
Would I become an uncontrollable weeping mess in front of my three students? When studying the events of the past, and indeed being affronted with them in the present, I have found the darkness within man utterly terrifying and beyond comprehension at times. I have even felt guilt and shame that I am a part…
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