Seven-fifteen. The door creaks again. Dussel can go to the bathroom.
Alone at last, I remove the blackout screen... and a new day begins in the Annex. Yours, Anne
THURSDAY, AUGUST 5, 1943
Dearest Kitty, today let's talk about the lunch break. It's twelve-thirty.
The whole gang breathes a sigh of relief: Mr. van Maaren, the man with the shady past, and Mr. de Kok have gone home for lunch.
Upstairs you can hear the thud of the vacuum cleaner on Mrs. van D.'s beautiful and only rug.
Margot tucks a few books under her arm and heads for the class for “slow learners,” which is what Dussel seems to be.
Pim goes and sits in a corner with his constant companion, Dickens, in hopes of finding a bit of peace and quiet.
Mother hastens upstairs to help the busy little housewife, and I tidy up both the bathroom and myself at the same time.
Twelve forty-five. One by one they trickle in: first Mr. Gies and then either Mr. Kleiman or Mr. Kugler, followed by Bep and sometimes even Miep.
One. Clustered around the radio, they all listen raptly to the BBC.
This is the only time the members of the Annex family don't interrupt each other, since even Mr. van Daan can't argue with the speaker.
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