S: Annemarie's Journal by Emily
FC: Annemarie's Journal by Emily
1: Annemarie's Journal by Emily Mrs.Burnett #26
2: -Entry 1 | My name is Annemarie Johansen, I am 10 years old. I live in Copenhagen with my mama, daddy, Kirsti my little sister, and my best friend Ellen. I have silvery blonde colored hair. Ellen has dark hair that she often keeps in thick pigtails. I am very polite to my elders and live in a quaint little house with my family.
3: -Entry 2 | The main problem all of Copenhagen is facing is that the Nazi soldiers had captured Copenhagen and they are moving all the jews in the town. We overcame this problem, and saved all of the jews in the town out to Sweden. The Nazis were still controlling the town. They took all of our butter and meat and gave it to their armies. There was no sugar or coffee. Even though the jews escaped the Copenhagen, we were still left under the Nazi’s watchful gaze. There were soldiers on every corner and Ellen and I were harassed on our way to school because we were racing each other. Two painful years of barely pulling through to survive finally passed. And the Nazis left our town and we were all free at last! I still have hopes that I will see Ellen soon, I really miss her a lot.
4: -Entry 4 | After a while, Ellen’s parents had to hide. So, Ellen stayed with us for a while, it was really fun to have someone my age to play with. We had to leave our house for a while so Ellen wouldn’t be found by the Nazis. We went to my uncle Henrik’s house to stay at his farm. We had a little bit of hidden butter and cream from his cow to eat. We played near the water and ran around in the grass. Kirsti had even found a little gray kitten to keep her occupied. She named the kitten Thor which I thought was funny because he would run and hide if there was a thunder storm! Mama warned us to not talk to any strangers. We promised not to and mama told us to come inside. We enjoyed our warm dinner and fell asleep. The next day Ellen and I played outside again and helped uncle Henrik unload the fish from his catch. The next few days were filled with playing in the field and enjoying the fresh, salty sea air.
5: -Entry 3 | I was going home one day with Ellen. We raced each other home from school, the cool morning breeze rushing through our hair. And then, two Nazi soldiers ordered us to halt! They were a mean looking pair. One of them was tall and thin will a long neck. He was who Ellen called the Giraffe... The soldiers were so nosy that they wanted to know why we were running. I said as politely as I could, that we were racing. It was hard to hide my fear of the two giants and Ellen was shaking in her boots behind me. My little sister Kirsti couldn’t keep up with us so she was pouting. She stomped toward us, completely empty of fear. Kirsti looked up to the soldier. The giraffe said she reminded him of his own daughter. He touched Kirsti’s hair, and she swatted his hand away defiantly. My heart had skipped a beat. The soldiers both laughed and told us to go home. And to not run anymore. When we got home I confessed that I was incredibly afraid. Ellen agree that she was too.
6: -Entry 5 | This whole crazy journey came to an end when my family and I helped Ellen and the other Jews escape by taking then under the special boards on Henrik’s boats. The special planks can be pulled up and under them is a large area to hide in. They floated over the sea to Sweden on the other side. I really miss Ellen, my home just isn’t the same without her. And even worse, my mother fell and broke her leg when helping Ellen and her family. We called the hospital and she was fine, but my heart was broken. I hope Ellen will be okay when she comes back from Sweden. I really hope she will be back soon.
7: -Entry 6 | If I could meet Annemarie, I would ask her what it was like back in that exciting time. And I would show her what my home is like too. Next, I would tell and show Annemarie the differences between her time and mine. Also, I would show her the new electronics of my time and tell her how to work them. We would have loads of fun playing and exploring the differences between the times we live and lived in.