Personal Narrative: My Trip To The Holocaust Museum

Going to the Holocaust museum has been the best experiences of my life. All my life traveling to Washington D.C. area; I have never got the chance to check this museum out. The main cause was that it was always crowded. Luckily, I went earlier this time and it wasn’t so bad after all. When I read the syllabus on the first day of class; I was very thrilled that this project was required as an experiential learning because it gave me the motivation to finally go. From this learning experience it made me appreciate my parents and life even more. My aspects on life made me think that the world we live in is crazy but back then was much worse. Looking back from the Holocaust reminded me of my parents who were used as slaves in Cambodia. I haven’t been in my parents situation but this story breaks my heart all the time. My parents have not met yet when this tragedy happened until they came into the United States they got married. Just reflecting on this story it made me realize that if I was a part of the Holocaust or the Cambodian genocide I would not be who I am today. They would sacrifice their life and I am grateful to have my family all together. Cambodia was a beautiful and peaceful place until the genocide happened. The Cambodian

At the time she was in her last year of elementary school and then the Soviet armies came into her school and took her families land. Tania transferred into a school that was only taught in Russian.Her family were forced to move into the Smorgonie ghetto, Her parents and siblings were split up and they were assassinated. Out of all her family; she was the only survivor. She immigrated in America and became a teacher. I can’t imagine being the only survivor and I know she has been through a lot as a kid. She never stopped going to school and getting an education. She talks about her life experiences to her students and leads her students to make a