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Oh, what a dear girl she was- such an inspiration and hero to me as a young girl. I’ll never forget visiting the attic where she spent those years in hiding- broke my heart. What courage she had amid such cruelty and hardship.
Thanks for posting this.
p.s. I really like your blog.
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van de geschiedenis van hitler
i really liked reading about ane frank ive got her diary and ive nearly finished it.ive borrowed anne franks story from school and im on chapter 4 called the hiding.
i am doing a report on her and everything about is just so fasinating. But the book gets so sad. what the Nazis/Hitler did to the Jews was just so terrible. But everything is just so interesting!
this iz so sad…
She will live on forever through her words.
“ I finally realised 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?”