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HoLoCaust eduCatioN<br />
A Message of Hope A Day with<br />
Holocaust Survivor Philip Riteman<br />
by Taffara Murray<br />
<strong>The</strong> walls of the gym are lined<br />
with posters, the seats are filled<br />
with people anxiously waiting,<br />
and Philip Riteman is making his<br />
way to the front. As I sit here waiting<br />
for something I feel I worked hard<br />
to accomplish along with all of my<br />
classmates and my communications<br />
teacher Kathryn, I can’t help but<br />
think back to the days that brought<br />
us to where we are in this gym. It<br />
was one question that would lead us<br />
up to this wonderful opportunity,<br />
and that question was, “What was the<br />
Holocaust?”<br />
My communications class in the Adult<br />
Learning Program at NSCC was studying<br />
genocide. We explored Rwanda and<br />
Darfur and went back in history to learn<br />
and discover. While learning and digging<br />
deeper, many of us came to a realization<br />
- what did we really know about the<br />
Holocaust? We knew it happened, and that<br />
was it. Why did it happen? When did it<br />
happen? What actually took place? This is<br />
when we decided this was something we<br />
all wanted to learn more about.<br />
We then learned of Philip Riteman, a<br />
Holocaust survivor, who lived here in<br />
Halifax. <strong>The</strong>n we all discussed and thought<br />
what an opportunity it would be if he<br />
would come and speak to us. Never in a<br />
million years did I imagine the event that<br />
would actually take place from this one<br />
thought!<br />
<strong>The</strong>n one day, Kathryn stood up at the<br />
In military dress, far left, Brigadier General Tony Stack,<br />
is captivated by Philip Riteman after introducing him.<br />
front of the class<br />
and announced<br />
that Philip Riteman<br />
had agreed to come<br />
speak to us. Our<br />
class was ecstatic<br />
and we started<br />
talking to one<br />
another about how<br />
great this would be.<br />
“But wait”, Kathryn<br />
says, “there is more.”<br />
More? How can<br />
you get much more<br />
than Philip Riteman<br />
coming to speak to<br />
us? She then tells<br />
us that he and the<br />
Brigadier General will be coming. Once<br />
again, we started talking with excitement.<br />
“Wait. <strong>The</strong>re is still more”, she says. Still<br />
more? How can she top this?<br />
“Philip Riteman is coming to speak with<br />
us on the day of the 65th Anniversary of<br />
the Liberation of Auschwitz, which is also<br />
International Holocaust Remembrance<br />
Day.”<br />
This left us all speechless. What an<br />
amazing opportunity we were all getting!<br />
This was a once in a life time experience,<br />
and it just kept getting better and better.<br />
And with that, we were off - planning and<br />
getting assigned duties and tasks. Everyone<br />
wanted to be a part of this event, and<br />
everybody was putting in their fair share to<br />
ensure this day would be the best we could<br />
make it. Classmates<br />
who barely spoke<br />
were coming<br />
together to help each<br />
other with whatever<br />
they could. <strong>The</strong> days<br />
leading up to this<br />
event were filled<br />
with anticipation,<br />
team work, and hard<br />
work. It was the<br />
most worthwhile<br />
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Philip Riteman describing the photos to Brigadier General Tony Stack<br />
thing I’ve ever done in my academic<br />
career, and I’ll never forget the experience.<br />
I heard the principal of our school get up<br />
to the microphone and start to speak, and<br />
I snapped back from my thoughts on the<br />
prior days. This was it; it was starting.<br />
<strong>The</strong> Brigadier General stood up and<br />
spoke, and we all listened to his words of<br />
experience and stories of what he knew<br />
and had seen in his career.<br />
<strong>The</strong>n, it was Mr. Riteman’s turn. He<br />
walked up to the front and took the<br />
microphone.<br />
As he spoke, I swear you could hear a pin<br />
drop. Everyone was hooked on every word<br />
he was saying. He told us of his family, the<br />
days leading up to being sent to Auschwitz,<br />
the awful train ride there, and then actually<br />
being in Auschwitz. His stories made my<br />
stomach do 360’s and my heart jump into<br />
my throat. My eyes stung with tears, and<br />
my breath was taken away. I thought to<br />
myself, “Have I ever really felt pain? Have<br />
I ever really felt fear?”<br />
<strong>The</strong>n he said something, something that<br />
will never leave me. He said “You don’t<br />
know where you’re going, until you get<br />
there.” <strong>The</strong>se are the truest words I’ve ever<br />
heard. You can never know what is going<br />
to happen, until you are there and it is