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Projects of the year 2006-2007: reactions from students

A time for exchange and discussion is generally required upon returning from the study tour to give students the opportunity to speak. The written word is also a means of expressing personal feelings and reflections. Written spontaneously or at the request of teachers, the texts of high school students testify to the impact of the trip and the meeting with former deportees.

��At Auschwitz, time stops. There are no more passes, nor futures. I had the impression that I would never leave this camp. A bubble has formed around me. The voices of others had become distant, and yet I could r p ter by heart from what I heard below. I try to talk with classmates so as not to be cut off from others and despite that, I was absent. There was nothing to say, and I no longer felt the cold of the snow, for it no longer mattered.

El ve of 1 re ES of the lyc e Jean de Lattre de Tassigny de La Roche-sur-Yon (85).

��The pain is due to knowledge. To know that a disaster has rolled over in this almost empty, peaceful place today, when nature has reclaimed its rights. I am sorry and I tell myself that yes, the pain is part of knowledge. And this knowledge, the most important thing, is to pass it on.

H l ne Rabotin, the ve of 1 re L, lyc e Jean Rostand of Chantilly (60).

��Auschwitz: a cold, dead place. Barbel wires everywhere, out of sight. Barracks, here, there, further down, below. And an empty space in the middle, the rails, which go up to the entrance porch made of red bricks. The cold freezes us, but the temperature near Z ro is not the only one responsible. It’s snowing. A white fluff covers the camp. But from the ground, the basement stands out: brick, stone, barbel, wood, and all those things that made up this camp not so long ago. More than a million humans have died.

Lucille Crespin, the fifth of 1 st S, is Pierre Mend s-France from La Roche-sur-Yon (85)

�� The rails are very impressive, on the one hand, by their length and on the other hand, by their history. It is difficult to put into words what one feels when faced with this gigantic tense, but it is this place that one understands the immensity of the camp and above all the scale and horror of the crime.

Charlotte, the fifth of 1 re ES, and Saint François de Sales d'Evreux (27).

When you look at a book, you only see images, abstract photos, but when you are confronted with it, when you are in front of the camp gates, in the barracks, you can cross-reference what you cover with what you have learned in class.

Laetitia Rainot, the fifth of 1 re S from the opera by Gabriel Faur de Foix (09).

This trip is a journey to the land of the dead that does not teach life, respect life. This trip makes me want to live a little harder.

David, the fifth of Terminale L, high school student at Lyon (69).

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