ng, Mrs. van D. finally managed to yank t, and Mr. Dussel on Mrs. van D. didnt ime to pull any more s tants; Mr. van D.
and I performed our job itledquot; A Quack at ork.quot; In time, ient ting restless, since so keep an eye on quot;; soup and quot;her”
food. One tain: itll be a ment!
Yours, Anne
SUNDAY, DECEMBER 13, 1942
Dearest Kitty,
Im sitting office, peering out tains. Its dusky, but t enoug to e by.
Its really strange c. to be in suc trip over t. t I cant even tell icularly attractive to look at. ty you to toucen-foot pole. Real slum kids and a hey say.
Yesterday afternoon, aking a bat; if ook a fisuck tub, washen. . .”
quot;And tomorro as dirty and tattered as t; Margot replied.
But Im babbling. to look at cars, boats and treetcar and the children and Im enjoying myself.
Our ts are subject to as little curning from to food, from food to politics. By terday as t one of t gave me suco ties and une.
Across from us is a . tain lives ttle dog only by its bark and by its tail, a ss just started raining and most of ts, and noocking-capped ually, I dont even need to look. By no a glance: gone to fat from eating potatoes, dressed in a red or green coat and s are eitheir husbands.
Yours, Anne
tUESDAY, DECEMBER 22, 1942
Dearest Kitty,
ted to ra quarter pound of butter for Cmas. According to titled to t tion books from t, not Je ration books on t. Eaco bake sometter. tcs very busy upstairs, and Mot Im not to do any studying or reading until all the household chores have been finished.
Mrs. van Daan is lying in bed nursing antly demands t tisfied s back on and can clean up after admit, sraordinarily , and as long as sal condition, se cheerful.
As if I dont ;s; enoug;too muc; noise, my dear roommate ;s; to me all nigoo. According to even turn over. I refuse to take any notice of time o s back.
s more exasperating and egotistica