The War Museum was quite remarkable because it gave and illustrated facts from the war as well as its impact on people. The use of interviews, live and recorded was very effective because it showed how the war affected the real victims, the regular people. I came across two men who were sharing their memories from the war and what it was like living through Blitzkrieg and there is nothing like listening to a live recollection of the event and hearing the uncertainty these people lived with on a daily basis as they could lose loved ones or their lives without as little of a warning except the ticking of the V1 that served like the angel of death ushering them to their demise. Although there has been more civilian deaths in other wars, listening to these men speak reminded me that those recorded deaths were not just numbers, those were people’s lives. It was someone’s mother, daughter, father, son, brother or whatever the relationship may be, to someone they mattered.
I think the museum is quite brilliant in that it uses real live witnesses changes the experience completely. I remember walking through the Holocaust exhibit and this specific interview struck me. This lady was talking about the mass relocations. She recalled her family being told they were being relocated and were told to bring their most important things as well as pots and pan and home necessities and the glimpse of hope for normalcy that existed. For days they travelled, crammed together with very little air and forced to urinate or excrete in the open or on themselves. The experience was demoralizing as their most private acts became public. The museum was definitely eye opening and made me more appreciative of my life and opportunities as well as more respect for the lives lost and those who survived. I am greatful for the liberties I have and the respect for my human rights. It is very easy to take the little things for granted like the roof over ones head or even having a clean toilet at one's disposal.
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