A few years ago, my sister was married to a solider in the British Army and he was stationed in Germany. We all visited her and she knew I was interested in history so for a day out, we visited Bergen-Belsen, the former Nazi concentration camp. As we were walking around, my sister was pushing the pram with my nephew in it, he was 1 or 2 years old at the time. The thing about Bergen-Belsen is that after the war, it was burnt to the ground so it's more or less blank fields. As we walked, we passed a tree when my nephew asked my sister who the kids were behind us. We all turned around and no one was there. My sister asked which kids, and he replied "the ones in the pyjamas". Yet again, no kids anywhere to seen. We all knew for a fact that he has no idea what country he was in, let alone know about the horrible events which occurred at that camp.

Emory’s Barn