Warsaw Ghetto wall
With our guide, Pawel, Kirsten and I toured several sites within the former Warsaw Ghetto in the old Jewish quarter of the city. The Warsaw Ghetto is an iconic place for me. I find it both fascinating and profoundly sad. It represents the worst of human nature as shown by those who created and carried out the war and the best of humanity by those with the courage, resilience, and dignity of the people who endured unimaginable suffering there.
The ghetto, decreed by the Nazis in 1940, forced 380,000
Jewish residents of Warsaw and nearby towns into a 1.3 square mile area in
central Warsaw. Starting in 1941, smaller numbers of Jews from Germany and
other German-occupied western Polish territories were transported to Warsaw increasing the ghetto population up to 450,000 before being murdered or
deported to Treblinka and other death camps.
A Tour of the Ghetto
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| Umschlagplatz memorial |
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| Historic street signs of Prozna Street |
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| Chlodna Street bridge photo (lower left) |
A little more than a kilometer away from Prozna Street is Chlodna Street. In early 1940, the ghetto was divided along Chlodna Street, which is one of the city’s major thoroughfares. The area southeast of Chlodna was known as the "Small Ghetto," while the area north of it became known as the "Large Ghetto." The street itself was excluded from the ghetto. The two parts of the ghetto were connected at an intersection of Chlodna and Zelazna Street, where a special gate was built.
In January 1942, the gate was removed and a wooden footbridge was built over the street. The bridge was also known as the “"Bridge of Sighs" by the ghetto inhabitants since people on it could look over into the "Aryan" side of Warsaw that was closed off to them. An art installation was completed in 2011 forming an outline the footbridge and is lit up at night.
The Ringelblum Archive
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| Ringelbum Archive Memorial on the site where it was found |
For roughly three and a half years, the group comprised of
50-60 Jewish scholars, educators, journalists, religious leaders, artists, and
youth activists secretly met each
Saturday in the ghetto using the code name Oyneg Shabes, meaning “the joy of the Sabbath.”
While living in the ghetto, members of Oyneg Shabes buried more than 35,000
items in large metal milk cans and metal boxes, including diaries, testimonies,
underground newspapers, artwork, ration cards, letters, children’s writings,
photographs, and documents describing the destruction of ghettos in other parts
of occupied Poland.
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| Milk cans and tin boxes of the Ringelblum Archive after excavation. Photo by Unknown Author (1960) via Wikimedia Commons, Public Domain. |
The group used the
Jewish Social Self-Help (ZSS) organization that was tolerated by the Nazis as a
cover for its activities. The office of this social service organization is now
the Jewish Historical Institute, the permanent home of the Ringelblum Archives.
Only three members of Oyneg Shabes survived the war and led to the recovery of
the buried archives after the war. Two of the three caches were found buried
underneath a public school building. The third cache has never been found.
I was intrigued by the order and organization of Oyneg
Shabes by the way each member took responsibility for documenting a particular
part of life in the ghetto. For example, Rachel Auerbach, a journalist, wrote
about the experience of Jewish women and Rabbi Shimon Huberband wrote about religious
life and traditional communities. They were dedicated to record for history, not only the terrible events, but also the everyday
lives of the people who lived there.
Although I haven’t seen documentation of my family members being
sent to the Warsaw Ghetto from Lublin, as a Jewish woman, being there felt
especially personal. I wasn't simply visiting another historical site. I was
walking through a place that is part of the history where families lived,
struggled, resisted and tried to maintain some sense of normal life in the face
of unbearable circumstances.
I knew I would be moved by visiting the Warsaw Ghetto. Some
places you visit and remember because of what you saw. Others stay with you
because of what you felt. For me, the Warsaw Ghetto is one of those places.










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