The Diary of a Young Girl by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: History, General, Biography & Autobiography, Biography, Historical, Women, Jews, Jewish, Autobiography, Personal Narratives, Frank, Amsterdam (Netherlands), Historical - Holocaust, Netherlands, Holocaust, Diaries, Jewish (1939-1945), Holocaust; Jewish (1939-1945), Amsterdam (Netherlands) - Ethnic relations, Anne, Jews - Persecutions - Netherlands - Amsterdam, Jews - Netherlands - Amsterdam, Frank; Anne, Persecutions, Holocaust; Jewish (1939-1945) - Netherlands - Amsterdam, Jewish (1939-1945) - Netherlands - Amsterdam, Amsterdam
ISBN: 9780385480338
Publisher: Anchor
Published: 1947-01-02T00:00:00+00:00

WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 12, 1944

Dearest Kitty,

Bep’s been back for the last two weeks, though her sister won’t be allowed back at school until next week. Bep herself spent two days in bed with a bad cold. Miep and Jan were also out for two days, with upset stomachs.

I’m currently going through a dance and ballet craze and am diligently practicing my dance steps every evening. I’ve made an ultramodern dance costume out of a lacy lavender slip belonging to Momsy. Bias tape is threaded through the top and tied just above the bust. A pink corded ribbon completes the ensemble. I tried to turn my tennis shoes into ballet slippers, but with no success. My stiff limbs are well on the way to becoming as limber as they used to be. A terrific exercise is to sit on the floor, place a heel in each hand and raise both legs in the air. I have to sit on a cushion, because otherwise my poor backside really takes a beating.

Everyone here is reading a book called A Cloudless Morning. Mother thought it was extremely good because it describes a number of adolescent problems. I thought to myself, a bit ironically, “Why don’t you take more interest in your own adolescents first!”

I think Mother believes that Margot and I have a better relationship with our parents than anyone in the whole wide world, and that no mother is more involved in the lives of her children than she is. She must have my sister in mind, since I don’t believe Margot has the same problems and thoughts as I do. Far be it from me to point out to Mother that one of her daughters is not at all what she imagines. She’d be completely bewildered, and anyway, she’d never be able to change; I’d like to spare her that grief, especially since I know that everything would remain the same. Mother does sense that Margot loves her much more than I do, but she thinks I’m just going through a phase.

Margot’s gotten much nicer. She seems a lot different than she used to be. She’s not nearly as catty these days and is becoming a real friend. She no longer thinks of me as a litde kid who doesn’t count.

It’s funny, but I can sometimes see myself as others see me. I take a leisurely look at the person called “Anne Frank” and browse through the pages of her life as though she were a stranger.

Before I came here, when I didn’t think about things as much as I do now, I occasionally had the feeling that I didn’t belong to Momsy, Pim and Margot and that I would always be an outsider. I sometimes went around for six months at a time pretending I was an orphan. Then I’d chastise myself for playing the victim, when really, I’d always been so fortunate. After that I’d force myself to be friendly for a while. Every morning when I heard footsteps on the stairs, I hoped it would be Mother coming to say good morning.

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