I tried visiting the Jewish Museum once before but for some reason I could not find it. Not sure why as I had no problem today. I guess I know why all of our synagogues, Jewish schools and any other Jewish institution have such high security and guards. I couldn't just walk into the museum, but had to be admitted through electronically locked doors. This really bugs me. Surely the threat level is very small, small enough to not warrant guards all over the place.
The museum was excellent but of limited interest to me. However I am quite interested in Jewish settlement in Melbourne and its history and the museum did have this special exhibition on. I especially hoped to find some information about the long gone Jewish alms houses in St Kilda Road.
They were replaced by the aged care Montefiore in perhaps the 1970s.
There were at least four older women who were volunteer guides. I listened to one of them and boy could she talk. While she was interesting, the people she was talking to looked trapped, so I avoided four offers of assistance from the volunteer ladies. They were all terribly nice of course.
I did learn of a couple of things from the exhibits that interested me though, one being the battle of the languages, Hebrew or Yiddish. I associate Yiddish with fun and humour, so that is the side I am taking.
The other was about Zionists. I don't know what the word precisely means but I have a rough idea that Zionists are pro a Jewish homeland, Israel, and non Zionists, well, I am not sure. Jewish Australians before WWII were generally anti Zionist but those who had emigrated to Australia after WWII were perhaps quite understandably pro Zionist. Australia's first Jewish Governor General, Sir Isaac Isaacs, was against Zionists.
Once home and R asked me what I did for the day and when I told him, he asked if the museum was grim. Knowing what he meant, I said no. There was minimal and mostly only in an historical context mention of WWII. For the grim stuff, there is the Jewish Holocaust Museum in Elsternwick. I'll get there one day.
The entrance to the Jewish Museum of Australia. How could I have missed it the first time I went there? I think I had the wrong street number.
From a window at the rear is a grand view of the St Kilda Synagogue. It is in a side street and although I knew roughly where it was, I had never bothered to find out exactly. Now I know.