FC: Annemarie's Journal By: Emma #3
1: Annemarie's Journal By: Emma # 3
2: Journal entry # 1 November 1943 Today was the strangest day. Me and my friend, Ellen, were practicing for the race that is on every Friday. When I got to the corner, someone , a soldier, yelled “Halt!”at us. We were really scared. Kristi, my little sister, wanted us to wait up so that she could catch up with us. Kristi wasn’t shy at all. The soldiers asked a whole bunch of questions to us. After that, the soldier asked Kristi a few questions and then he stoked her head with little curls. Kristi doesn’t like people touching her head or hair, so she pushed his hand away. “Don’t!” Kristi yelled to the soldier. I grabbed her little hand and hurried her along. Ellen and I decided that we wouldn’t tell our parents. When the got to there apartment, Kristi got there first and started to explain to mama what happened. Hi. My name is Annemarie. I am ten years old. I have two sisters, Kristi and Lise. Kristi is 5 years old but, Lise died when I was little. I have blond hair, so does Kristi. Lise had brown hair when she was little and when she got older, she had blond hair.
3: Journal Entry # 2 November 1943 Today we found out a problem that all of the town has. The problem is that all of Denmark's Jews were getting “relocated.” Then I remembered that my best friend, Ellen, is Jewish. Peter Neilsen came that night to talk to us. The next day, Ellen came to stay with us for a few days. We got to sleep together and we had to act like we where sisters. We had to act like sisters just-in-case the soldiers came in to our house to check for any Jews. Ellen had to act like Lise so that we could trick the soldiers. It was a long night. When we got ready for bed, Papa said that we can talk and giggle. Three soldiers came pounding on our door, a few hours later, and we woke up. Ellen has this necklace that has the Star of David. The Star of David is Jewish, so Ellen had to take it off. Ellen never takes it off and she forget how to take it off! Since she couldn't take it off in time, I yanked it off of her neck. Then Ellen had to act like Lise. One of the soldiers took us out of our room and asked us a few questions. After the three soldiers left our apartment, Papa called Uncle Henrick and we have to go to his house and stay there for a few days. If you are wondering where Ellen’s parents are, they are with Peter going to the safe place. Papa didn’t come with us. He stayed at home to take care of things wile we were gone.
4: Journal Entry # 3 November 1943 Today Mama and Kristi were out shopping for some stuff. When they came home, Kristi came in saying,” I won’t! I won’t ever, ever wear them!” Ellen and I was wondering what was all the commotion was about. Mama explained that she had bought her some new shoes and she had outgrown her old ones. “Goodness Kristi,” Ellen said,” I wish my mother would get me some new shoes.” “You wouldn’t want them if they where made out of fish skin!” Kristi said. Since there is no more leather, they had to make them out of fish skin. then Kristi commanded Mama to show us. “ You know, Kristi, the only thing at is ugly about your new shoes is the color.” Ellen told Kristi. “Green! I will never, ever wear them!” Kristi wailed. Ellen offered that in her apartment, her father has this jar of black, black ink. She offered that she would ask her papa to paint them with that ink. Kristi said that it was fine only if they would be black and shiny. She didn’t want any one to know that they were made out of fish skin.
5: Journal Entry # 4 November 1943 Last night we got to Uncle Henrik’s house and stayed here for a night, Mama and Uncle Henrik told us that there has been a death. They told us that my Great Aunt Birte died. When they told us that she had died, I knew that there was no such thing as Great Aunt Birte. If that there was a Great Aunt Birte, I would know. I know every-one, by-the-name, in my family. Later, Uncle Henrik and I had a little talk about Great Aunt Birte dying, outside in the barn. It turns out that they were lying about the whole thing. I would never think that Mama would ever lye to me. The reason why they were lying to us is that they were trying to protect us from the Nazi soldiers. Kristi is a little freaked out about a “died person” on the center of the room that Mama had picked up for that night. That night, a whole bunch of friend came over for “Great Aunt Birte’s death.” After everyone got there, Ellen was taken outside and when she came back in she had her parents with her. When everyone was settled in Uncle Henrik’s house, some soldiers drove up to see why so many people have gathered hear tonight. They were also wondering why the casket was closed. After they left, we had to open the casket. Ellen was surprised what was inside. What was inside was a whole bunch of folded fabric, like blankets and thick, old jackets. Later, they set out to go across the sea to go to Denmark.
6: Journal Entry # 5 May 1945 Now it is two years later. The Jews are coming back and the war has ended. Now I am twelve. Wile all of the Jews were gone for the war and a few years, their neighbors dusted the furniture, tended the plants,and polished the candle sticks. Mama also did that for the Rosen’s. Now Kristi is taller, more serious and very thin. Kristi is no longer a lighthearted chatter box of a child. She looks like the pictures of Lise in the old album, at age seven. Now Peter Neilsen is dead. Peter is dead because he was captured and executed by the Germans in the public square at Ravangen, in Copenhagen. Peter had written a letter, from prison, saying that he loved us all and he asked to be buried next to Lise. Later Mama and Papa told me how Lise really died. Lise died because she and Peter were part of the Resistance. Lise, Peter, and others were all in the cellar, where they held secret meetings. But, somehow the Nazis found out and they raided the place that evening. Everyone ran a different ways trying to escape. Some of them where shot. Peter was shot in the arm. Even though Lise did not get shot, from the Military car, the Nazis saw her running and simply ran over her. When Mama told me when she died, they were not lying about it. They told me that she was hit by a car.
7: Journal Entry # 6 If I could meet the main character, I would ask her what it would be like when Annemarie was in the story. I would also ask her if the story was true or not true. It would be really interesting to go see her apartment and Uncle Henrik’s house. I wonder if it would be just like I imagined it. I would like to see what it would be like to live with her in her own time, especially the parade when the Jews return to town. I also think it would be interesting and a little scary to meet the Nazis soldiers. I would also like to meet Lise, Kristi, Peter, and Uncle Henrik. I got to know them so well, except Lise because she died before the beginning of the story, that it would be really fun to meet them in person.