These steps are worn from the thousands of victims who walked up them and then down them to their deaths in the 'showers.'
Upstairs in Room 4 of Block 4 is the information about the crematorium.
People entered it on the left and were told to undress and to hang their clothing on hooks that were numbered. They were encouraged to remember that number so their clothes could be retrieved later.
What a cruel thing this was.
From there, they were sent to the 'showers.'
The prisoners were killed by a German-produced cleaning agent called Zyklon-B gas. (hydrogen cyanide)
It was lethal when given in high doses.
The Nazis were quite efficient with murder. They could kill approximately 8,000 prisoners in 20 minutes in gas chambers like those shown above.
Elevators took the bodies up to the crematorium and Jewish inmates called Sonderkommand were forced to work here. They were kept in isolation and their job was to remove the corpses' gold teeth and shave off their hair before putting the bodies in the ovens.
There is an entire room of some of that hair. Floor to ceiling behind a glass wall.
FOUR THOUSAND FOUR HUNDRED pounds of hair.
Also in that room is a bolt of cloth made from that hair.
Also in that room are Nazi uniforms made from that cloth
(Photos were not allowed here. Unfortunately, not everyone pays attention to the signs or care to follow the rules. You can bet that I point out the signs to those who aren't respectful of this.)
Sometimes a Sonderkommand worker would recognize his wife, child, mother, or father among the dead.
Some of these workers would become so distraught, they committed suicide by throwing themselves into the electric fences. After a two-month shift, the Nazis would systematically execute the Sonderkommand worker.
You may ask, "Why would you want to visit this notorious site where these atrocities occurred?"
Granted, seeing these photos and reading these words was difficult and overwhelming. So many emotions . . . sadness and anger . . . so many questions . . . how could so many be so evil . . . inspiration at the remarkable stories of survival . . .
No history class, no movie, no documentary . . . can portray the scale and monstrosity of this place.
In the minds of the Auschwitz survivors and their families, a steady flow of visitors will ensure that the Holocaust is always remembered, so nothing like it should ever happen again.
You may also ask, "Why would you want to post this on your blog?"
Chances are, you haven't been here. Chances are, you may never visit Auschwitz. My reason is complicated . . . I feel the need to share my emotion and that I will never think about the Holocaust in the same way again. There is no way I can wrap my mind around what I saw here, and I hope my words will affect those who read this post in the same way. This was a profound experience . . . every time we stood in line for a tour somewhere or were packed into a tiny, pitch-black elevator coming up out of the Krakow Salt Mine, my mind immediately went to these pictures and my stomach turned. .
The sign above reads, "One of the many torments of life in the concentration camp was the daily roll call. The entire prison population of thousand of prisoners had to stand at attention during the roll call held on the central square at this location. Later when the new building was constructed over all the original roll call area the prisoners were lined up on the camp streets in front of the blocks. The roll call often lasted several hours and sometimes even a dozen hours or longer."
This is Block 4.
Inside there are exhibits about the extermination.
This map shows the countries from which Auschwitz prisoners were brought.
Some were brought here from as far away a Norway and Greece.
To prevent a riot, the Nazis claimed at first that this was only a transition camp for resettlement in Eastern Europe.
Auschwitz was the largest Nazi German Concentration Camp and Death Camp.
In the years 1940-1945, the Nazis deported at least 1,300,000 people to Auschwitz: 1,100,000 Jews 140,000-150,000 Poles 23,000 Roma (Gypsies) 15,000 Soviet Prisoners of War 25,000 Prisoners from other ethnic groups
1,100,000 of these people died in Auschwitz. Approximately 90% of the victims were Jews. The SS murdered the majority of them in the gas chambers. (The SS stood for the Schutzstaffel.)
This urn is filled with ashes which is a symbolic memorial to all of the concentration camp's victims.
Displayed in Room 3 of Block 4 are some of the only photos that exist of victims inside the camp that were taken by arrogant SS men:
There was panel after panel of photos not seen anywhere except in this room.
After seeing these photos and reading the quotes with those awful words, I found an open window to catch my breath and breathe in some fresh air.
It's been a very long time since a story and photos have been posted here. Life does come before blogging, but there comes a time I just have to sit down and regroup my thoughts, put them on 'paper,' and process what I've seen and felt.
I must be honest, my travel blogs are all created selfishly...so I can look back and remember where I've been and what I had to say about that particular place at that particular time.
Hans and I have just returned from a marathon trip. Again. As I type with these jet lagged fingers, I'm trying to remember where we've been and where all this started...briefly it went like this: We drove to Denver, flew to Reyjkavik, Iceland, spent a couple of days/nights there, flew to Frankfurt, Germany, rode a shuttle to Landstuhl and spent a few days trying to get our days and nights straight. Then, SEVEN of us piled into a Volvo (visualize sardines) and went to: Czech Republic, Hungary, Poland, Slovakia, Austria . . . back to Germany. Hans and I then rode a shuttle to Frankfurt, flew to Iceland, flew to Denver, and drove to Grand Junction.
Of all the places we saw, I'm starting with Auschwitz. It was shattering. When I look at the 500 photos I took of that place, I'm numb all over again. You might notice, this is Part I. There is no way I can put Auschwitz together into one post. It's just too emotionally draining.
So, we'll start with how the day began, and I'll add some 'travel advice' just in case anyone out there is planning a trip to Eastern Europe. Most hotels in and around Krakow offer tours to Auschwitz. You load into a bus and travel just over an hour to the concentration camp. We didn't do that. At first, I was bummed that we hadn't made reservations for the tour from our hotel (Hotel Amber), but after all was said and done, it turned out for the best. If you don't go with a tour, the only time you're allowed in is from 8:00 - 10:00 a.m. That meant we were up early and on the road by 6:30 a.m.
That also meant the masses of people weren't there yet ! You will notice in some of the photos below, we were the only ones there for much of the time. We used the book, "Rick Steves Eastern Europe" as our tour guide.
Leaving the entry building through the exit, the first thing in view was that notorious gate.
The cruel, sarcastic message on the gate reads, "Arbeit Macht Frei."
Translated: "Work Sets You Free."
This is a replica of the original gate, as it was stolen in 2009, and found two days later cut into three pieces. Those pieces are now in the museum's possession.
The "B" was welded on upside down by belligerent inmates. Once there, new prisoners were told the truth. Work would not get them out of the camp. The only way out was as ashes that drifted out of the crematorium chimneys.
As we walked through that gate, the day hit me square in the face. It was cold, gray, rainy-snowy, and windy. I was glad I had on a warm hat, gloves, several layers including a waterproof-hooded coat, warm socks, and boots. I was still just a bit chilled . . . until I realized I had come to a place where many of the prisoners had been stripped of all their clothing and had cold water thrown on them in sub-freezing temperatures. I decided I wasn't just a bit chilled at all.
Where many stood naked and froze to death . . .
If a Polish prisoner escaped, the family members were arrested and sent to Auschwitz. They were made to stand under a sign announcing the reason for their arrest and that they would remain in the camp until the fugitive was found, so that other prisoners would be aware of this policy.
This main road leads past the barracks where an average of 14,000 prisoners were kept at one time.
When Hitler began implementing his "Final Solution," (his plan to annihilate the Jews of Europe in 1941), it became clear that Auschwitz lacked the capacity to kill its victims in large enough numbers. So, the Nazis built Birkenau two miles away. The original plan was for this camp to hold 200,000 people, but at its peak, it held 'only' about 100,000. They were still adding onto it when the camp was liberated in 1945.
By this time, at least 1.1 million people had been murdered in Auschwitz - approximately 960,000 of them were Jewish.
Before heading out on our road trip through Eastern Europe, it was suggested by a friend to watch the movie, "Operation Daybreak." So, we did. May I suggest that if you've not seen this movie, and you are interested in WWII History . . . watch it ! Even if you're not interested in WWII History, watch it.
There is also a series of History Channel Youtube videos about Operation Anthropoid, which was the code name for the assassination that more correctly tell the story. This is the First Part: CLICK HERE
In 1942, World War II paratroopers Jozef Gabčík and Jan Kubiš assassinated the SS second-in-command Reinhard Heydrich, who controlled the Nazi-occupied Czech lands and was one of the main architects of the Holocaust. He was known as "The Butcher of Prague," The Hangman of Prague," "The god of Death," among other titles. In the weeks following his assassination, the two paratroopers hid, along with other freedom fighters, in the crypt of the Greek Orthodox Sts. Cyril and Methodius Church on Resslova Street.
The following photos show the modest exhibition in the church's crypt that retell their story, along with the history of the Czech resistance movement. Outside, you will see a small memorial, including bullet holes, a plaque, and flowers.
Saints Cyril and Methodius Church on Resslova Street in Prague
If you're not aware of what happened here, it would be quite easy to walk by and never know.
Looking up, there is a small window that opens into the crypt below. There is a memorial plaque, dead flowers and fresh flowers lying on the ledge below the window which is . . .
. . . riddled with bullet holes.
Inside, there are panels with a photo journal of what happened. . .
. . . that day . . . from that corner of the almost failed assassination. . .
. . . to the final days of the heroes.
This is the plaque to the right of the door that leads inside the crypt.
If you don't have time to read it all, at least read the last two paragraphs.
Inside the crypt, looking back at the door
Stairs leading up to the altar of the cathedral
This photo was taken looking up to the opening of the shaft.
Cover of the shaft
Looking out the window shown in the third and fourth photos above . . .
. . . the one with the bullet holes.
The traitor, Karel Čurda was the Czech soldier who also parachuted into the protectorate in 1942, and yelled down into the crypt from this window for those inside to give up.
His rewards were 1,000,000 Reichmarks and a new identity, "Karl Jerhot." He married a German woman and spent the rest of the war as a Gestapo Spy.
After the war, Čurda was tracked down and arrested. When asked in court how he could betray his comrades, Čurda answered, "I think you would have done the same for one million marks."
Karel Čurda was found guilty of high treason and hanged on April 29, 1947.
Same window. Just taken from a few steps farther back.
To the right, you can see where the heroes started trying to dig a tunnel to escape.
This is the window where the SS placed the hose from the fire truck that filled the crypt with water and would have eventually drown those inside.
Bullet holes on the wall to the right of the hole for the tunnel.
The photos below are of the statues memorializing the paratroopers and the freedom fighters.
The vaults behind the statues are for coffins.
The Bishop Gorazd, in an attempt to minimize the reprisals among his flock, took the blame for the actions in the church by harboring these men, and even wrote letters to the Nazi authorities, who arrested him on June 27, 1942 and tortured him. On September 4, 1942 the bishop, the church's priests and senior lay leaders were taken to the Kobylisy Shooting Range in a northern suburb of Prague and were shot by Nazi firing squads. For his actions, Bishop Gorazd was later glorified as a martyr by the Eastern Orthodox Church.
Intelligence falsely linked the assassins of Heydrich to the villages of Lidice and Ležáky. A Gestapo report identified Lidice as the assailants' suspected hiding place since several Czech army officers exiled in England at the time were known to have come from there. In addition, the Gestapo had found a resistance radio transmitter in LežákyIn the village of Lidice, destroyed on June 9, 1942, 199 men were executed, 95 children taken prisoner (81 later killed in gas vans at the Chelmo extermination camp; eight others were taken for adoption by German families), and 195 women were immediately deported to Ravensbruck concentration camp. All adults, men and women, in the village of Ležáky were murdered. Both towns were burned, and the ruins of Lidice leveled.
Flowers recently left on the floor of the crypt
And I leave you with the image above . . .
. . . the look on Charlie's face as he entered the crypt, looking up at that window, pretty much says it all.
If you're planning a trip to Europe, may I suggest going by way of Iceland ?
I have several reasons . . . here are a few:
Icelandair is cheaper than the other airlines. You can fly their 'business class' for about the same price as the other airlines 'economy class.'
It breaks up the trip into a reasonable amount of time in the air.
Icelandair allows you to stay several days before you have to book your flight home at no additional cost.
Reykjavik is a wonderful place to visit.
When we left Denver, the forecast was for the temperature to be in the upper 70's. When we arrived Reykjavik . . . see above. Who planned this trip, anyway?
The Hotel Borg is a wonderful place to stay and within walking distance of great shopping, restaurants, thermal pools, and most importantly the Gray Lines Bus Station which books tours to anywhere you want to go on the island.
Why is he so happy ? He thinks he's found a restaurant open for breakfast. Not a big deal unless you arrive at 7:00 a.m. on a Sunday morning. Our hotel had a very nice restaurant which was open, but since he had eaten there before, he wanted to go look for one.
Note to self: Next time, tell him no.
Tip: You will probably fly out of your airport on a late afternoon flight and arrive early the next morning. It's an hour bus ride into Reykjavik, and by the time you arrive at your hotel, be prepared to wait until about 3:00 p.m. to get into your room. When booking your hotel room, ask if it will be ready when you arrive. (probably not) It's worth the extra expense to book the room the night before you arrive so it will be ready. Can you spell j-e-t-l-a-g ?
We finally found a restaurant open, and the waiter asked if I would like to have a latte or cappucino. I said yes.
When the waiter set all this down in front of HansMan, he looked at it and said, "I think he forgot my potatoes."
Many of the sidewalks are heated in Reykjavik.
I found a Viking and HansMan found our favorite restaurant. It's on the same street as the Hallgrímskirkja Lutheran church.
Tours are offered in the church and you can see for miles and miles and miles and miles if you go up.
Tip: Be sure to use a 'heavy duty' adapter or this will happen.
There's really no need to take a hair dryer because most hotels provide them.
When this happened, it made a really stupid loud noise.
No trip to Reykjavik is complete without one of these hotdogs. This is where Bill Clinton ate the night before he had the heart attack.
The hotdog stand is about two blocks from Harpa, Reykjavik's Concert Hall and Conference Center. It's located by the old harbor between the city center and the North Atlantic
The place is very pretty at night. Did you see the bird ?
This is one of the many thermal pools. It was within walking distance of Hotel Borg.
The name is on the building. Good luck.
This is another one of the pools in the city. It's a bus ride but well-worth the 'trouble' getting there.
Actually, it's fairly easy getting there, just make sure you know how to get a bus ticket home. The round trip ticket we bought expired before we left the pool.
At least we weren't going to starve to death. There's another hot dog stand across the street.
We liked both of these places better than The Blue Lagoon which is located close to the airport about an hour away. Plus, Blue Lagoon is much more expensive.
Just another pretty church in Reykjavik.
Hike to the Volcano
We hiked through lava tubes on the way . . .
Standing on two different plates: the North American and Eurasian tectonic plates meet in Thingvellir, where they're visible to visitors walking through the Thingvellir National Park.
You might recognize it from Season 4 of "Game of Thrones".
Our guide who will lead us down into the volcano.
Thrihnukagigur is the only place on earth where you can enter a magma chamber.
"I'm liking the helmet and harness." (Said me never.)
Notice the rope to the right. Just sayin'.
The colors are spectacular. This is looking up to the entrance. (White dot at bottom)
Tip: Read "Journey to the Center of the Earth," (again) Or watch the movie.
Take the Golden Circle tour. . .
. . . and you will see these everywhere.
Gullfoss means translated "Golden Falls" and is one of Iceland's most beautiful and without a doubt Iceland's most popular waterfall.
Tip: Wear a raincoat !
Just a couple of the vehicles we saw along the way.
When you decide to finally leave this great country,
In 1844, Antrim was built by Colonel Andrew Ege (pronounced either egg-ee or ee-gee) (1813-1876) on land inherited by his wife, Margaret, from her father Major John McKaleb. This magnificent plantation was named in honor of the McKaleb’s family ancestral home in County Antrim, Ireland. Antrim exemplifies a quintessential brick Greek Revival Mansion with Federal influences that exhibits a classic example of a mid-nineteenth century agrarian plantation. Nestled in the foothills of the Catoctin Mountains in Taneytown, Maryland, this area abounds with immense rural beauty and is rich in history.
Standing on third floor looking down stairwell to first floor.
From the moment you see Antrim, the towering white columns on the sweeping grand porches, through the impressive double front doors and vestibule and entrance hall to the breathtaking cantilever staircase that spirals gracefully up to the third floor.
Miraculously, most of the original outbuildings which supported the lifestyle of an important property of that era are still intact today. The Carriage House, the Ice House, the Post House, the Summer Kitchen, the Brick Kitchen, the Overseer’s Wing, the Barn, the Spring House and even the brick double-sided Outhouse.
The beautiful identical Drawing Rooms boast 14-foot ceilings enhanced by plaster medallions and crown molding over-sized Monticello windows with interior shutters set off by white marble mantels carved by William Rinehart (a prominent sculptor from Carrol County) and heart pine floors. The Dining Room is just across the hall from both those elegant rooms.
Beyond are the masterfully restored Formal English Tea Rose Gardens stoically anchored by twin bronze fountains. Enjoying memorably romantic sunsets from the garden probably hasn’t changed very much in the last 170 years. A large glass enclose cupola is proudly perched atop this 17,000 square foot mansion, flooding it with sunlight. Legend has said the cupola was used as a lookout for troop advancement prior to the battle of Gettysburg, which is just a few miles away.
In 1856, rumor has it, Colonel Ege unfortunately went bankrupt and sold Antrim to a gentleman named Piper. Not much history was recorded until George Washington Clabaugh bought Antrim in 1873. His son, Harry Morris Clabaugh, was elected Attorney General of Maryland (1895-1898) and was appointed Chief Justice of the Supreme Court by President Roosevelt in 1903. Antrim remained in the family’s possession for nearly 100 years. Many dignitaries from Washington D.C. frequented gala parties here and it was the site of many important family functions and gatherings.
In 1961, Antrim changed hands once again when George Crouse, a well-known Taneytown businessman, purchased the property and 24 surrounding acres. Although Mr. Crouse never lived in the mansion, he maintained it and opened it up to large town functions and shared it with friends. Most importantly, under George’s ownership, Antrim was honorably placed on the National Historic Trust Register. The Crouse’s decided to place it on the market after George passed away. That is when, on one fateful day in 1987, Dorothy and Richard Mollett saw Antrim for the first time and fell instantly in love with it. They understood the potential of how grand it must have been in its day.
After purchasing Antrim, “Dort” and Richard Mollett’s mission was to bring the tired and neglected property back to its original splendor. They knew they had found a complex and unique challenge in the restoration and maintenance of this important historic gem. Fortunately, the Molletts had restored six historic homes in the Baltimore area and were prepared for the challenges and diligent work and problem-solving required to tackle such a massive undertaking. By the end of 1988, Antrim opened the first and second floor of the mansion as a Bed and Breakfast destination which offered four handsome guest rooms with private baths, a delicious breakfast and a peaceful respite from the hustle and bustle of life within close proximity to Baltimore and Washington D.C. With a plethora of activities ranging from historic sightseeing and festivals to walking tours, bike tours and nature parks, Antrim was rediscovered.
Over the last 25 years Dort and Richard have restored, expanded, constructed, and reconstructed many different aspects of the property. With the purchases of 5 additional houses on adjoining Mill Avenue, Antrim presently enjoys the distinguished honor of a luxurious boutique 40-room Country House Hotel with an award winning fine dining restaurant and an expansive wine cellar. The Glass Garden Pavilion lends itself beautifully for weddings and corporate retreats.
The Molletts have also added a gift shop, swimming pool, tennis court, croquet lawn, horseshoes, badminton, and a nature trail by the stream for their guest’s enjoyment.
Future projects include renovating another house on Mill Avenue adding 4 additional guest rooms and constructing a spa with lovely treatment rooms and an exercise facility.
Antrim’s rebirth has been an amazing transformation .
Antrim 1844 Country House Hotel is now filled with interesting guests from all over the world being wined and dined and treated like royalty, as it was graciously designed to do in the mid-nineteenth century.
Below are just a few photos to enjoy . . .
This ladder leads up to the widow's walk leading to the cupola mentioned earlier. I went up there and it scared the beejeebus out of me. In the very first picture, it is located between those two chimneys.
When we left Antrim, Hans and I both said we would visit again. Well, we did. That post will be up sometime in the not so distant future. Until then, here's what went on eight years ago.
Posted December 6, 2006
This is probably one of my "most randomest" posts EVER.
(I know that's not correct, but it's just for effect.)
...and it continues inside this beautiful historic building...
...and it continued looking up and down the stairwell decked in boughs of greenery...
...but the story isn't about a building...it's about people. Yes, the next picture is a bit "furry" but at least you can tell this gentleman is on a bended knee.
Just a little background before I go on. We were seated for dinner at The Smokehouse with four other couples, none of whom we knew. This is where I am reminded that people are mostly good, friendly, kind, fun, and trusting because they let a total stranger, someone named Swampwitch, take their pictures knowing they might end up on the Internet.
I realized he was proposing to the beautiful young lady seated with him, so I grabbed my camera and captured the moment. Not a good photo, but I did document it.
... I think this was a "Yes" ...
...because she's wearing the diamond earrings he presented to her...see, one is showing...
...the story continues, after dinner and before dessert this young man was on a bended knee, also...
...and if you look closely on her left hand, you can see that she accepted...
... for a closer look ...
...there was another couple who was a part of this celebration...
...and just one more...
I realize that a couple of you gave me your business cards so that I could e-mail these pictures to you...yup...you did. But, I haven't unpacked yet and not even sure if I will find them when I finally do unpack. So, if you want to e-mail me at: [email protected], I will send those to you soon. Otherwise, it may be 2007 before I locate those cards.
Here is a link to ANTRIM. I can assure you, this is one of the most beautiful places I have ever visited. The staff there is one of the most friendly and accomodating anywhere. Not to mention, the food is delicious:
... and no, I don't work for Antrim.
Best Wishes and Congratulations to the two newly engaged couples and Happy Holidays to all.
Now, for those of you who have the time and think my posts are random and off-the-wall, click the following link. But, I am warning you, hang on to your pirate hat. CLICK HERE I'll not take the time to explain. I don't think I could if I tried, but if you need a jolt other than caffeine, this will do the trick.
Remember sitting in the dentist's office and grabbing an issue of Highlights ?
I always turned to the "Hidden Picture" page first. What a disappointment if someone had marked all those pictures with an ink pen !
Later when I was in college, I learned these were called visual perception or figure-ground exercises.
To this day, I still love them. So, today there are about 100 photos of hiding bears iguanas. You know that memory game, "We're Going on a Bear Hunt, and I'm Taking a ___________." Then everyone has to repeat everything that's been said before ?
Except today we're looking for iguanas and you don't have to take anything with you. I will tell you though, this is more fun if you look for the iguanas with someone. Preferably, a kid ! So, go grab a kid or three and come on an iguana hunt with me.
Every photo has at least one iguana in it, (at least part of an iguana) except three. The first and last and one in the middle.
Get comfortable. This will take about thirty minutes, but it's fun. Here we go:
Our day started out like this. A little hazy. Well, the day wasn't hazy, but my camera lens fogged over when I stepped outside because it was quite cool in the room and quite warm outside. But, I like the fogginess of this photo.
Every day after breakfast, we take a walk on the beach all the way to the jungle where we always find the iguanas sunning. Today we counted 1, 259 ! Just kidding. . . we counted 39.
Since my new Canon conked out on me after 10 shots, these were just taken with a point and shoot.
Ready . . . Set . . . Go . . . (Remember, some photos have more than one iguana in them.)
Just seeing if you're paying attention.
THE END !
Now, we have to walk back about 45 minutes that-a-way . . .
Did you find at least one iguana in each picture ?
Back in my school days at Kellond, we had the whole week off at Thanksgiving. I thought it was for deer hunting, and it was but not so much for the hunters, but for the kids. Many of the students walked through the woods to get to school, it was a safety issue.
Every year as far back as I can remember, my dad went deer hunting. He went by himself and always came home without a deer.
Every year I felt so sorry for my dad.
His friends always had tales of 'how I got my deer.'
He would tell my mom and me that he just never saw one.
This was puzzling to me because we lived in the middle of the woods, and there were deer everywhere, all the time. I just 'figgured' the deer in our neck of the woods were of the smart variety and hid during hunting season.
It wasn't until years later that I understood why my dad never got a deer.
He didn't want to get a deer.
He enjoyed being out in the woods, listening to the sounds of nature and breathing the fresh air, away from his office.
But, he never intended on shooting anything.
Just one of the reasons I loved my dad so much.
With all that being said, I have to admit I got a deer one year.
I got it with a little red Mitsubishi. It wasn't even MY little red Mitsubishi. I thought the whole underneath of that car had been torn off. But, it wasn't the car I was worried about.
The only thing that made me feel better about the situation was that the deer was already dead when I hit it.
I had just gone through the toll gate at McAlester, heading south, and was doing about 65 mph. There was an RV in front of me. The deer came out of nowhere and ran smack-dab into the side of the RV, flew into the air, and came down right in front of me.
The End.
I was reminded of all that the other day when I saw this . . .
Here is a quiz about the Statue of Liberty. I hope you have fun with it.
1) Point to the state where the Statue of Liberty is located.
2) Point to the state where you live.
3) What states would you travel through to get from your state to the statue's state ? What direction would you travel ?
When I was a kid, I could never figure out why Alaska was so hot and why it took so long to get to Hawaii. I mean, they're both just sound of CA, AZ, NM, and TX. Aren't they ?
4) This is a map of Europe. Point to the country that gave the Statue of Liberty to the United States.
5) The Statue of Liberty is the universal symbol of _________________. (Unscramble the answer: deerfom)
6) The framework of the Statue of Liberty's gigantic steel supports was designed by Eugene- Emmanuel
Viollet-le-Duc and Alexandre-Gustave Eiffel, who is famous for his
design of the _______ _______.
7) This famous tower is located in __________, _____________. city country
8) In May of 1884, the statue was completed but had to be dismantled and shipped by boat to the United States. What does dismantled mean ?
9) The Statue of Liberty is made of copper. What coin is also made of copper ?
10)
This is what copper looks like on the left. But because of oxidation, copper will turn green. It looks like this:
The green tarnish that forms on copper because of oxidation is called what ?
11) The Statue of Liberty is on an island. What is an island ?
12) What do tourists ride to get to the Statue of Liberty ?
13) The seven spikes on the crown of the statue represent the seven seas and
seven continents of the world, according to the National Park Service.
Can you name the seven continents ? The letters are hints:
A_____
A_____
A_____
A_____
E_____
N_____A____
S_____ A_____
14) What continent do you live on ?
15) The Statue of Liberty holds a tablet in one hand and a ____________ in the other.
16) What do you like best about the Statue of Liberty ?
17) If you were going to ask a question about the Statue of Liberty, what would it be ?
18) Can you click on the link below ? You can check your answers there.
19) Find a sheet of paper and draw the Statue of Liberty.
20) If you will Facetime with me NOW, I'll send you a surprise.