At the Anne Frank House, a wonderful guide led us on a touch tour: a sculpture of Anne writing with a fountain pen, the original bookcase that concealed the secret annex, steep ankle-twisting stairs that were challenging for my guide dog Mylo (he managed with assistance), empty rooms carrying the immense loss of the Frank family and so many other Jewish families, a small diary in the same style as Anne’s (the original is under glass), and a tactile model of the house.
After the tour I immediately read her book again, moved by the waves of fear and hope in her writing. She shows us that even when we feel isolated, when we feel no one is listening, our words still have power.
Anne’s story and the museum call for all of us, blind and sighted, to fight anti-Semitism and all forms of hate.