Personal Narrative: My Visit To The Museum Of The Holocaust

I chose the Museum of the Holocaust because I have never been there. I harldy know any Jewish people, and what I do know about the Holocaust is by watching movies and reading some articles. I’ve always found history to be sad; therefore I tend to stay away from places like these. Although, it’s the reality, I personally choose not to go to places like these because it’s heartbreaking. I decided to go with a classmate that I met in school; I knew that going alone wasn’t a good idea because I needed some support in this. As I arrived to the museum it was small and hard to find. We walked in and it was full of silence. Being raised in Los Angeles I found it awkward because mostly all of the places in the city are loud. They offered recordings to hear as we walk through the museum, but I chose to walkthrough read and feel all the emotions with out a narrative story. I learned so many things about the Jewish people and how badly they have been treated. Now, I understood the reasoning behind the silence, which was brought by the sad

Living in a diverse city like Los Angeles made me who I am now, a liberal person who has been exposed to so many races, food and religions. I’ve seen many people discriminated while living in Los Angeles especially through the LA riots. As for myself I didn’t feel discriminated until I attended, Crafton Hills College in Yucaipa, CA. I felt like the only Hispanic attending school, the school was mostly white and they would isolate me. I felt different for the first time, having no one to talk to or get help during lab courses. I found a few others like myself around the tutoring center that I expressed my feelings to, and they had the same thoughts. I knew it wasn’t a place for me, but although I had a negative experience it also made me embrace different cultures even more. I discovered that there is no place for hate and prejudice for