normal mass of curls.
Yours, Anne
FRIDAY, JANUARY 28, 1944
Dearest Kitty,
t like a coil youre so fed up onous fare t you yaly wishing new.
Sorry, I kno dull as ditcer, but imagine ired I am of uff. If talk at mealtime isnt about politics or good food, trot out stories about t beautiful racetes extensive s, boys ened patients. It all boils doo t of us opens ory for gets told, so t is left to laugco times t in our imaginations tely no c up for discussion in the Annex.
Still, all t be bearable if only t in t of repeating tories I often o pincable to keep myself from setting tic storyteller on t track. Little c never, ever correct tter en t tions run ahem.
Jan and Mr. Kleiman love talking about people uation and t ruly sympated as he joy of prisoners whove been freed.
Going underground or into ine as t used to a ter a long day at ance groups, suc forge identity cards, provide financial support to tians ws amazing hese generous and unselfish
people do, risking to hers.
t example of to pull us to se of trying to protect. Never tered a single t be, never oo mucrouble. tairs every day and talk to t business and politics, to t food and ime difficulties and to t books and ne on t cs for birto do hey can.
ts somet; ts and affection.
t bizarre stories are making t most of true. For instance, Mr. Kleiman reported t a soccer matceam consisted entirely of men ion cards were issued.
In order for to get tions (you o so obtain your ration book or else pay 60 guilders a book), trar asked all t district to pick up t a specified s could be collected at a separate table.
All to be careful t stunts like t reache Germans.
Yours, Anne
SUNDAY, JANUARY 30, 1944
My dearest Kit, Anot mind t theyre boring enough.
I still gone to t, but maybe sometime soon. Last nig doairs in ter s before. I stood at top of tairs count on ot. My fear vanished.
I looked up