One of the greatest privileges I had while I was in school in Germany was listening to Holocaust survivors, live on stage, speak about their and their parents experiences.
When learning about the Nazi time in history class I always had some amount of emotional distance between me and the subject.
Hearing survivors' accounts made away with that. That was when I, as a German(who had a grand-grandfather who fought for the Nazis), felt deep genuine regret and sorrow for the actions(or inaction) of my ancestors.
I worry what will happen when the last survivor dies.
When learning about the Nazi time in history class I always had some amount of emotional distance between me and the subject.
Hearing survivors' accounts made away with that. That was when I, as a German(who had a grand-grandfather who fought for the Nazis), felt deep genuine regret and sorrow for the actions(or inaction) of my ancestors.
I worry what will happen when the last survivor dies.