I think Pim told me because he, who knows the “intimate secrets” of so many others, needed to express his own feelings for once;
Pim never talks about himself, and I don't think Margot has any inkling of what he's been through.
Poor Pim, he can't fool me into thinking he's forgotten that girl. He never will.
It's made him very accommodating, since he's not blind to Mother's faults.
I hope I'm going to be a little like him, without having to go through what he has! Anne
MONDAY, DECEMBER 27, 1943
Friday evening, for the first time in my life, I received a Christmas present.
Mr. Kleiman, Mr. Kugler and the girls had prepared a wonderful surprise for us.
Miep made a delicious Christmas cake with “Peace 1944” written on top,
and Bep provided a batch of cookies that was up to prewar standards.
There was a jar of yogurt for Peter, Margot and me, and a bottle of beer for each of the adults.
And once again everything was wrapped so nicely, with pretty pictures glued to the packages.
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