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Opening Hours:

Sunday to Thursday: ‬09:00-17:00

Fridays and Holiday eves: ‬09:00-14:00

Yad Vashem is closed on Saturdays and all Jewish Holidays.

Entrance to the Holocaust History Museum is not permitted for children under the age of 10. Babies in strollers or carriers will not be permitted to enter.

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On the Other Side of the Page: Reusing Paper during the Holocaust

Ofer Lifshitz

Yad Vashem's unrivalled archives house a host of documents created on paper materials whose original purpose was strikingly different: personal diaries written on office forms; prayer arrangements on delivery certificates; poems and pieces of prose on medical prescriptions; a Klezmer satire on the back of an SS office form. The desperate need to write and express oneself during the Holocaust produced interesting and even surprising combinations between the basic materials employed and the texts added on top of them.

"A pensive moon hovers above the city, while souls drown in a pool of blood..." A poem by Dr. Rachela Szuchman on the back of a medical prescription
"A pensive moon hovers above the city, while souls drown in a pool of blood..." A poem by Dr. Rachela Szuchman on the back of a medical prescription

Lydia Stieglitz (née Kolnik) from Chrzanow
Lydia Stieglitz (née Kolnik) from Chrzanow

A page from an improvised prayer book written on the back of a shipping certificate
A page from an improvised prayer book written on the back of a shipping certificate

Leopold Bauer from Vienna
Leopold Bauer from Vienna

While working in Auschwitz, Trude Levin (née Kassowitz) wrote a recipe for a chocolate cake opposite a diary entry recording Hitler's rise to power
While working in Auschwitz, Trude Levin (née Kassowitz) wrote a recipe for a chocolate cake opposite a diary entry recording Hitler's rise to power

Dora Beinis (née Helfer) from Chrzanow
Dora Beinis (née Helfer) from Chrzanow

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