Jewish Ghetto: A Reflection

Having spent the last three years studying genocide, I know far to well the tragedy of intolerance. Today, we spent a good part of the day in the Jewish Ghetto in Rome. The cobblestone streets, that I have grown to be all too familiar with over the last two weeks, are missing a common element of daily life: cars. Why is this you may ask? It is because the Jewish Ghetto was constructed in such a way that even to this day it remains somewhat closed off from the rest of the world. Remains of the wall that was constructed to separate the Jews from the rest of Rome seem to narrow the streets as you walk by. Guards stand watch at each entrance to the Ghetto safeguarding the people from any discrimination that may still pursue. In front of doors, there are golden plates embedded in the ground in remembrance of families who had once lived there, but were stripped from their homes because of their ethnicity by the Germans in 1943.


I like to think that most of us look back at WWII with regret. Even for those of us such as myself who weren’t even born yet, we regret that so many lives were needlessly ended. We capture the grief in movies such as The Boy in the Striped Pajamas and Schindler’s List. We encourage our young people to read books such as The Book Thief and Sarah’s Key. In high school, an entire unit was dedicated to teach as about WWII and The Holocaust. But why? Why is there so much out there telling us about the tragedies that occurred throughout the world in the mid 20th century? After WWII, there was a mantra that was adopted by the international community: Never Again. Never again shall we what? Never again shall we turn a blind eye to our fellow human being. Never again shall we ignore the warning signs when they are so visibly apparent. Never again shall we allow such a great tragedy plague our world.

Most people know about The Holocaust. It is common knowledge, something that everyone learns about in school, yet a lot of people aren’t aware of all the tragedies that have happened since the end of WWII in 1945 and those that are ongoing to this day. For example, the Rwandan genocide, The Ugandan genocide, The Cambodian genocide, just to name a few. Our world is wracked by chaos. You can’t turn on the news without being bombarded with crimes that have occurred against our fellow man. Terrorist Attacks. Hate Crimes. News that scares us and sometimes makes us wary to even check the news.

Today, I saw a wall that was constructed to KEEP PEOPLE IN. To segregate them from the rest of society. Although you feel regret for this wall ever having to exist, you feel joy for seeing it in shambles. The few remains exist as a remembrance of a great victory. You hear all this talk about walls in the states and it makes you wonder why we constantly let history repeat itself. We don’t need walls. What we need is tolerance, acceptance, knowledge, and more than anything love.

The thought of people who are different than us is scary. I know this from experience. The thing is, it is easy to be afraid of something that you know so little about firsthand. You can’t rely on what people tell you or what you hear in the media. You need to go out and find your own truth and I’m a firm believer that the only way to do that is to go out and experience that which you know nothing of. It is surprising how quickly you learn that people who you once thought were so different than yourself, are not that different at all.

So, I guess that what this post all comes down to and trust me I know it isn’t this simple. I’m not offering a solution or some enlightened plan on how to handle the troubles of our world, but also bear in mind that what we are dealing with aren’t aliens from space. They are human beings, same as you and I, and although I recognize that not all of you out there are Christian, if you believe that Jesus accepted the prostitute, the leper, those who others cast their eyes down upon, then you should do the same. If we recognize the tragedy of The Holocaust than perhaps we need to challenge ourselves to respond and learn from those who chose to act, despite widespread indifference. Keep yourself accountable for your fellow man.

For those of you who decided to stick with me through all that, here are some photos of our exploration through Rome. This one is a photo of the inside of St. Bernard’s which is right outside the Jewish Ghetto. IMG_5636.JPG

And this one is a photo of what remains of the wall today…. Unknown.jpeg


Albano Laziale

Hello everyone! Today we had to take a little trip to a city called Albona Laziale. The official reason for our voyage was to get our student visas, however, it was a nice change of pace. Rome is incredibly beautiful BUT it is extremely hectic. In Albano you get all the joys of Rome (yummy food, great shopping) without having to deal with the craziness of the city of the seven hills.

IMG_5119.JPGI had to stay behind yesterday because I came down with a stomach bug, however, this morning I managed to push through. After we were given our short guided tour of this city we were set loose to explore. I still wasn’t feeling great so I decided to go off on my own so I wouldn’t have to struggle with keeping up with anyone.

My first stop was at a small pizza shop called PizzaItalia. For all of you pizza lovers out there, you have no idea how good pizza can actually be. The food over here is pretty great. The other day while I was in Roma Termini I ordered a delicious cannoli. Typically in the states I’m not a fan of this Italian dessert, but over here, they just taste better. They aren’t quite as mind boggling sweet. We spent quite a bit of time in the first few days exploring Roma Termini so we would know how to use it. Since we spent so much time there, it wasn’t unusual for us to grab a quick lunch. You wouldn’t believe the quality of food these fast food restaurants serve. My favorite thus far was called a crudo. It had prosciutto, mozzarella, parmigiano, and salami. All of this deliciousness was beautifully served on a toasted croissant. If you ask me, it doesn’t get any better than that

IMG_5064.JPGAnyhow, now that I am done bragging about the amazing food that I get to enjoy for the next five weeks I suppose I should finish telling you about the rest of my day. After I grabbed lunch I spent some time walking around enjoying the scenery. Although it might take more energy, my favorite way to experience a new place is on foot. Even in the states, I love getting to walk around and explore new places. Look at some of these beautiful photos I took. The streets in Italy tend to be very narrow. Hence, a lot of people tend to drive around smaller cars. IMG_5117.JPGSince I still wasn’t feeling 100%, I decided to head back to campus early. As many of you know, I am somewhat directionally impaired, so I knew this was going to be interesting. Luckily, I was able to figure it out. It was kind of liberating that I was able to catch a bus and make my way back to campus on my own. I love traveling with a group and although I realize there is safety in numbers, I also really enjoy being able to go out and see what I want to see. I’m looking forward to maybe making my way into Rome solo at some point and re-discovering everything it has to offer.  In all, it was a pretty relaxing day. I hope all is well at home and a shout out to my dad whose birthday is today! Sorry I couldn’t celebrate it with you!


And here is a picture of yummy gelato because I’m obnoxious. Honestly, if there is one thing that motivates me to not hate the flight over here, it is the promise of yummy European gelato. IMG_5060.JPGI hope you all have been enjoying following me on my journey! Tomorrow we will be going into Vatican City and on Friday I leave for my weekend trip to Paris!