The Diary of Anne Frank
One World 3 (Heisei 28) pg. 42-46
Saturday, June 20, 1942
Writing a diary is a really strange experience for someone like me. I feel like writing, and I feel the need to tell you everything. I want the diary to be my friend, and I'm going to call this friend Kitty.
Saturday, July 11, 1942
Father, Mother, and Margot still can't get used to the sound of the church clock. It tells us the time every fifteen minutes. Not me. I liked it from the start. The sound tells me we are safe, especially at night. How do I like hiding in this attic? I don't really know yet. I don't think I'll ever feel at home here, but that doesn't mean I hate it. It's like being on vacation in a strange pension.
Friday, October 9, 1942
Today I have only bad news to report. The Gestapo is taking our many Jewish friends away. They are sent in cattle cars to a big camp for Jews. It must be terrible in the camp. The people get almost nothing to eat or drink, and there's only one toilet and sink for several thousand people.
Tuesday, August 10, 1943
We've been a little confused this past week because our church bells are gone. The Germans took them away to melt them down for the war, so we have no idea of the exact time. I still hope they'll come up with something else to remind the neighborhood of the clock.
Tuesday, June 13, 1944
Another birthday has gone by, so I'm now fifteen. I received quite a few gifts: art history books, some underwear, two belts, a handkerchief, some yogurt and jam, two honey cookies, a plant book from Father and Mother, etc.
Wishes, thoughts, and reproaches are going around in my head. I'm not really conceited, though many people may think so. I know my many faults and shortcomings better than anyone else. I want to change, will change, and already have changed greatly!
Yours, Anne M. Frank
Total English 3 (Heisei 28) pg. 98-104
Saturday, June 20, 1942
Anti-Jewish laws began as soon as the Germans came. We must wear a yellow star. We can neither use the train nor ride in cars. We must stay in our homes from 8 p.m. to 6 a.m.
We cannot go to theaters, movies or any other kinds of entertainment. There are too many rules to remember. One of my friends says, "I don't do anything any more because I'm afraid nothing is allowed."
Wednesday, January 13, 1943
Day and night, man, women and children are taken away. Families are separated. Women return home from shopping and find their houses are shut up. Children come home from school and find their parents are gone.
The children on the streets have no coats, no caps, no socks and no one helps them. They are so hungry that they even eat old carrots. There are too many children like this to count.
Wednesday, May 3, 1944
Why do humans have war? I don't understand why we can't live in peace. I'm afraid no one can find the answer.
I believe that not only leaders but also ordinary people are responsible for war. Deep down, people just want to kill. Until we all change, wars will continue, and we will lose everything we have made.
I've sometimes felt down, but I've never despaired. I'm young and strong. I'm living through a big adventure. If I complain all the time, I won't have any fun.
I'm happy and cheerful. I feel I'm becoming a better person every day. I feel the war will end soon. I feel the goodness of the people around me. With all these wonderful things, why should I despair?