安妮日记英文版_安妮·弗兰克- 第30节

nothing　happened；　however；　and　forty…five　minutes　later　the　all　clear　was　sounded。

after　the　dishes　had　been　washed：　another　air…raid　warning；　gunfire　and　swarms　of　planes。　〃oh；　gosh；　twice　in　one　day；〃　we　thought；　〃thats　twice　in　one　day；〃　we　thought；　〃thats　twice　too　many。〃　little　good　that　did　us；　because　once　agai　the　bombs　rained　down；　this　time　on　the　others　of　the　city。　according　to　british　reports；　schiphol　airport　was　bombed。　the　planes　dived　and　climbed；　the　air　was　abuzz　with　the　drone　of　engines。　it　was　very　scary；　and　the　whole　time　i　kept　thinking；　〃here　it　es；　this　is　it。鈥�

i　can　assure　you　that　when　i　went　to　bed　at　nine；　my　legs　were　still　shaking。　at　the　stroke　of　midnight　i　woke　up　again：　more　planes！　dussel　was　undressing；　but　i　took　no　notice　and　leapt　up；　wide　awake；　at　the　sound　of　the　first　shot。　i　stayed　in　fathers　bed　until　one；　in　my　own　bed　until　one…thirty；　and　was　back　in　fathers　bed　at　two。

but　the　planes　kept　on　ing。　at　last　they　stopped　firing　and　i　was　able　to　go　back　〃home〃　again。　i　finally　fell　asleep　at　half　past　two。

seven　oclock。　i　awoke　with　a　start　and　sat　up　in　bed。　mr。　van　daan　was　with　father。

my　first　thought　was：　burglars。　〃everything；〃　i　heard　mr。　van　daan　say；　and　i　thought　everything　had　been　stolen。　but　no；　this　time　it　was　wonderful　news；　the　best　weve　had　in　months；　maybe　even　since　the　war　began。　mussolini　has　resigned　and　the　king　of　italy　has　taken　over　the　government。

we　jumped　for　joy。　after　the　awful　events　of　yesterday；　finally　something　good　happens　and　brings　us。　。　。　hope！　hope　for　an　end　to　the　war；　hope　for　peace。

mr。　kugler　dropped　by　and　told　us　that　the　fokker　aircraft　factory　had　been　hit　hard。

meanwhile；　there　was　another　air…raid　alarm　this　morning；　with　planes　flying　over；　and　another　warning　siren。　ive　had　it　up　to　here　with　alarms。　ive　hardly　slept；　and　the

last　thing　i　want　to　do　is　work。　but　now　the　suspense　about　italy　and　the　hope　that　the　war　will　be　over　by　the　end　of　the　year　are　keeping　us　awake。　。

yours；　anne　

thursday；　july　29；　1943

dearest　kitty；

mrs。　van　daan；　dussel　and　i　were　doing　the　dishes；　and　i　was　extremely　quiet。　this　is　very　unusual　for　me　and　they　were　sure　to　notice；　so　in　order　to　avoid　any　questions；　i　quickly　racked　my　brains　for　a　neutral　topic。　i　thought　the　book　henry　from　across　the　street　might　fit　the　bill；　but　i　couldnt　have　been　more　wrong；　if　mrs。

van　daan　doesnt　jump　down　my　throat；　mr。　dussel　does。　it　all　boiled　down　to　this：

mr。　dussel　had　remended　the　book　to　margot　and　me　as　an　example　of　excellent　writing。　we　thought　it　was　anything　but　that。　the　little　boy　had　been　portrayed　well；　but　as　for　the　rest。　。　。　the　less　said　the　better。　i　mentioned　something　to　that　effect　while　we　were　doing　the　dishes；　and　dussel　launched　into　a　veritable　tirade。

〃how　can　you　possibly　understand　the　psychology　of　a　man？　that　of　a　child　isnt　so　difficult　＇！＇。　but　youre　far　too　young　to　read　a　book　like　that。　even　a　twenty…year…old　man　would　be　unable　to　prehend　it。〃　（so　why　did　he　go　out　of　his　way　to　remend　it　to　margot　and　me？）

mrs。　van　d。　and　dussel　continued　their　harangue：　〃you　know　way　too　much　about　things　youre　not　supposed　to。　youve　been　brought　up　all　wrong。　later　on；　when　youre　older；　you　wont　be　able　to　enjoy　anything　anymore。　youll　say；　oh；　i　read　that　twenty　years　ago　in　some　book。　youd　better　hurry　if　you　want　to　catch　a　husband　or　fall　in　love；　since　everything　is　bound　to　be　a　disappointment　to　you。　you　already　know　all　there　is　to　know　in　theory。　but　in　practice？　thats　another　story！鈥�

can　you　imagine　how　i　felt？　i　astonished　myself　by　calmly　replying；　〃you　may　think　i　havent　been　raised　properly；　but　many　people　would　disagree！鈥�

they　apparently　believe　that　good　child…rearing　includes　trying　to　pit　me　against　my　parents；　since　thats　all　they　ever　do。　and　not　telling　a　girl　my　age　about　grown…up　subjects　is　fine。　we　can　all　see　what　happens　when。　people　are　raised　that　way。

at　that　moment　i　could　have　slapped　them　both　for　poking　fun　at　me。　i　was　beside　myself　with　rage；　and　if　i　only　knew　how　much　longer　we　had　to　put　up　with　each　others　pany；　id　start　counting　the　days。

mrs。　van　daans　a　fine　one　to　talk！　she　sets　an　example　all　right　　a　bad　one！

shes　known　to　be　exceedingly　pushy；　egotistical；　cunning；　calculating　and　perpetually　dissatisfied。　add　to　that；　vanity　and　coquettishness　and　theres　no　question　about　it：

shes　a　thoroughly　despicable　person。　i　could　write　an　entire　book　about　madame　van　daan；　and　who　knows；　maybe　someday　i　will。　anyone　can　put　on　a　charming　exterior　when　they　want　to。　mrs。　van　d。　is　friendly　to　strangers；　especially　men；　so　its　easy　to　make　a　mistake　when　you　first　get　to　know　her。

mother　thinks　that　mrs。　van　d。　is　too　stupid　for　words；　margot　that　shes　too　unimportant；　pim　that　shes　too　ugly　（literally　and　figuratively！）；　and　after　long　observation　（im　never　prejudiced　at　the　beginning）；　ive　e　to　the　conclusion　that　shes　all　three　of　the　above；　and　lots　more　besides。　she　has　so　many　bad　traits；　why　should　i　single　out　just　one　of　them？

yours；　anne　

p。s。　will　the　reader　please　take　into　consideration　that　this　story　was　written　before　the　writers　fury　had　cooled？

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AUGUST；　1943

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tuesday；　august　3；　1943

dearest　kitty；

things　are　going　well　on　the　political　front。　italy　has　banned　the　fascist　party。　the　people　are　fighting　the　fascists　in　many　places　　even　the　army　has　joined　the　fight。　how　can　a　country　like　that　continue　to　wage　war　against　england？

our　beautiful　radio　was　taken　away　last　week。　dussel　was　very　angry　at　mr。　kugler　for　turning　it　in　on　the　appointed　day。　dussel　is　slipping　lower　and　lower　in　my　estimation；　and　hes　already　below　zero。　hatever　he　says　about　politics；　history；　geography　or　ything　else　is　so　ridiculous　that　i　hardly　dare　repeat　it：　hitler　will　fade　from　history；　the　harbor　in　rotterdam　is　bigger　than　the　one　in　hamburg；　the　english　are　idiots　for　not　taking　the　opportunity　to　bomb　italy　to　smithereens；　etc。；　etc。

we　just　had　a　third　air　raid。　i　decided　to　grit　my　teeth　and　practice　being　courageous。

mrs。　van　daan；　the　one　who　always　said　〃let　them　fall〃　and　〃better　to　end　with　a　bang　than　not　to　end　at　all；〃　is　the　most　cowardly　one　among　us。　she　was　shaking　like　a　leaf　this　morning　and　even　burst　into　tears。　she　was　forted　by　her　husband；　with　whom　she　recently　declared　a　truce　after　a　week　of　squabbling；　i　nearly　got

sentimental　at　the　sight。

mouschi　has　now　proved；　beyond　a　shadow　of　a　doubt；　that　having　a　cat　has　disadvantages　as　well　as　advantages。　the　whole　house　is　crawling　with　fleas；　and　its　getting　worse　each　day。　mr。　kleiman　sprinkled　yellow　powder　in　every　nook　and　cranny；　but　the　fleas　havent　taken　the　slightest　notice。　its　making　us　all　very　jittery；

were　forever　imagining　a　bite　on　our　arms　and　legs　or　other　parts　of　our　bodies；　so　we　leap　up　and　do　a　few　exercises；　since　it　gives　us　an　excuse　to　take　a　better　look　at　our　arms　or　necks。　but　now　were　paying　the　price　for　having　had　so　little　physical　exercise；　were　so　stiff　we　can　hardly　turn　our　heads。　the　real　calisthenics　fell　by　the　wayside　long　ag