FC: Marika's Journal By Zach 26 Mrs. Burnett's Class
1: Marika Book Report
2: June, 1934 Dear Future Self, My name is Maria Schnurmacher , but my nickname is Marika. I am six years old. I live in Budapest, Hungary. I am also Jewish. I have the best handwriting in the class. I have an older brother, named Andras, who is 13, and my last name is Schnurmacher, which means Braid-maker. I know German, and I am learning French. My Apa, or father's name is Pal, my mother is Anya, I have an uncle named uncle Lipot and aunt Ila. My family has a maid named Mitzi Neni, and we have neighbors named Tamas and Tibor. Your friend, Your Past Self.
3: August, 1934 Dear Future Self, Every summer, my brother, mother and I go to a summer house. When we got home from one of these trips when I was six, we found a wall cutting my mother and father’s room in half. I was very angry at my father, and so was my mother. Why on earth did father have the wall built? To get away from my mother. I hated Apa for it. I hated Anya for it. I was so disturbed and sad. Andras said he knew what was going in. We could not stay with Apa. I decided I would never go to Vac again. I was very angry at Apa and Anya. Mitzi Neni could not understand me. She said I still had my own room, and that I should be grateful, but I was still very angry. Your friend, Your Past Self.
4: June, 1939 Dear Future Self, It was very, very, tense in my house that night. While I practiced writing on pieces of paper, Apa and uncle Lipot created the inc. The most important word was Katolikus, or catholic. My father and uncle had used coffee beans to darken the paper. I was forging so that nobody knew we were Jews. A few days later, my brother, Andras came into my room. “The war has started. England and France have declared war on Germany,” he told me. The next day, I went to see my friend, Zsofi. She is also Jewish. Her papa thinks that Jews won't be able to own businesses. She got to go to study hall and read, while we were in mass. I wanted to be able to go in the study hall with her, but no. My father won’t let me. Learning about Catholics may save your live. Learning French may save your life. Thats what Apa always said. From, your Past Self.
5: February, 1940 Dear future self, A few weeks ago, Andras did not come home, as normal. He came home late at night. He was saying there was no future for a Jew, but my father argued with him. I would be an explorer, a scientist, a writer. Did Andras really think that a man named Hitler in Germany would stop me? I thought. I am starting to fear he may be right. I turned on the radio, and listened to the BBC in Hungarian and German. In both languages, it said that London had been bombed, and most of France was occupied by Nazis. The German soldiers were marching on Russia. When we got to our summer house, there was a Nazi swastika on it. I am starting to worry. From, Your past self
6: April, 1944 Dear self, It has been a long time since I have written in this diary. In the time that has passed, the Nazis have captured Hungary. A radio said we had to come to the central office to pick up our stars. The people sewed big, yellow Stars of David on our clothes to let other people know that we are Jewish, so they can treat us with mockery and scorn. The Nazis are kicked us out of our own house, because it was selected for the “German Officers’ Club”, so we went to Mr. Dano’s house. Mrs. Danos was mean. She told me not to touch the furniture. They had a very large library, with very fancy, leather bound books like the Iliad, but the pages of the books. had never been opened! But the Nazis came and took me to a prison, with Anya and other Jewish people. Apa had bribed a Nazi guard to let me out. From, Your Self
7: May, 1944 Dear self, A few weeks ago, my father made a deal with his friend. Her name was Ilonka. I was her ‘Niece from Szendro’, and I was ‘separated from my parents by the Russians’. The deal was to get me to her house, to hide from the Nazis. Week after week, we hear bombs, that the Allies are dropping. They are advancing. Yesterday, we heard the Russians’ voices demanding the surrender of the Nazis on loud speakers. This morning, there were Russian soldiers in the streets. We had survived! Later, Apa came by. He was fine, and he said that Andras had escaped from the labor camp. After a few days, after a lot of waiting, Sari Neni, Anya, and Tibor came back. Tamas was not there. Grandfather did not survive the concentration camp. Neither did Tamas or Adam. Nor did Zsofi’s family. Uncle Lipot and Aunt Ila survived. Artur returned safely. I do not know what happened to Georg. From, my self.
8: January, 2014 Hello, I found this book in a random house. I have some questions to ask the person in the book. If I could meet the main character, I would ask her what it was like, to know that her people were out there, being killed, and there was nothing she could do about it. I would also ask her, if she had a choice, would she fight the Nazis? Would she die to save the Jews? Was this book a diary, or a book she wrote afterward? I thought Andras said he would go to America, but the book says he lived in Hungary. Why is that? I have no idea why I am writing this, because there is no chance whatsoever that my questions will be answered. Good Bye