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Day 25 - Anne Frank
Mar. 25th, 2018 06:51 pmAnne Frank
Anne Frank was made exceptional by the times she lived in and by her fate. She was made immortal by her father, who published her diary, a dairy written while she hid from Nazis, who wanted to kill her and her family simply because they were Jewish.
Anne Frank was born in Frankfort in 1929. Her family moved to Amsterdam when she was 4 to escape Nazi persecution. Her German citizenship was stripped away in 1941 and her family went into hiding in a secret space in her father’s workplace in 1942.
Anne and her sister, Margot, at the beach. Anne is the smaller one.
They were arrested by the Nazis on August 4, 1944.
Anne had received an autograph book for her birthday in 1942. She decided to use it as a diary. She wrote in it until August 1, 1944
Anne died sometime in February 1945 in Bergen-Belsen Concentration Camp. Her father was given the diary after the war. He was the only survivor in his family. He had the diary published in 1947 and it was published in English in 1952.
Much of the diary is simply a young girl’s thoughts and wishes but it also details living in the ‘Secret Annex’, as they called their hidden home. Somehow through it all, Anne remained quite optimistic.
Her entry from April 5, 1944:
I finally realized that I must do my schoolwork to keep from being ignorant, to get on in life, to become a journalist, because that's what I want! I know I can write ..., but it remains to be seen whether I really have talent ...
And if I don't have the talent to write books or newspaper articles, I can always write for myself. But I want to achieve more than that. I can't imagine living like Mother, Mrs. van Daan and all the women who go about their work and are then forgotten. I need to have something besides a husband and children to devote myself to! ...
I want to be useful or bring enjoyment to all people, even those I've never met. I want to go on living even after my death! And that's why I'm so grateful to God for having given me this gift, which I can use to develop myself and to express all that's inside me!
When I write I can shake off all my cares. My sorrow disappears, my spirits are revived! But, and that's a big question, will I ever be able to write something great, will I ever become a journalist or a writer?
If you have not read the diary, I urge you to do so.
Anne Frank was made exceptional by the times she lived in and by her fate. She was made immortal by her father, who published her diary, a dairy written while she hid from Nazis, who wanted to kill her and her family simply because they were Jewish.
Anne Frank was born in Frankfort in 1929. Her family moved to Amsterdam when she was 4 to escape Nazi persecution. Her German citizenship was stripped away in 1941 and her family went into hiding in a secret space in her father’s workplace in 1942.
Anne and her sister, Margot, at the beach. Anne is the smaller one.
They were arrested by the Nazis on August 4, 1944.
Anne had received an autograph book for her birthday in 1942. She decided to use it as a diary. She wrote in it until August 1, 1944
Anne died sometime in February 1945 in Bergen-Belsen Concentration Camp. Her father was given the diary after the war. He was the only survivor in his family. He had the diary published in 1947 and it was published in English in 1952.
Much of the diary is simply a young girl’s thoughts and wishes but it also details living in the ‘Secret Annex’, as they called their hidden home. Somehow through it all, Anne remained quite optimistic.
Her entry from April 5, 1944:
I finally realized that I must do my schoolwork to keep from being ignorant, to get on in life, to become a journalist, because that's what I want! I know I can write ..., but it remains to be seen whether I really have talent ...
And if I don't have the talent to write books or newspaper articles, I can always write for myself. But I want to achieve more than that. I can't imagine living like Mother, Mrs. van Daan and all the women who go about their work and are then forgotten. I need to have something besides a husband and children to devote myself to! ...
I want to be useful or bring enjoyment to all people, even those I've never met. I want to go on living even after my death! And that's why I'm so grateful to God for having given me this gift, which I can use to develop myself and to express all that's inside me!
When I write I can shake off all my cares. My sorrow disappears, my spirits are revived! But, and that's a big question, will I ever be able to write something great, will I ever become a journalist or a writer?
If you have not read the diary, I urge you to do so.
