I finished my poem, and it was beautiful! It was about a mother duck and a father swan with three baby ducklings
who were bitten to death by the father because they quacked too much.
Luckily, Keesing took the joke the right way. He read the poem to the class, adding his own comments, and to several other classes as well.
Since then I've been allowed to talk and haven't been assigned any extra homework.
On the contrary, Keesing's always making jokes these days. Yours, Anne
WEDNESDAY, JUNE 24, 1942
Dearest Kitty, It's sweltering. Everyone is huffing and puffing, and in this heat I have to walk everywhere.
Only now do I realize how pleasant a streetcar is, but we Jews are no longer allowed to make use of this luxury;
our own two feet are good enough for us. Yesterday at lunchtime I had an appointment with the dentist on Jan Luykenstraat.
It's a long way from our school on Stadstimmertuinen.
That afternoon I nearly fell asleep at my desk. Fortunately, people automatically offer you something to drink.
The dental assistant is really kind. The only mode of transportation left to us is the ferry.
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