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mr。 frank。 is learning english （dickens！） and a bit of latin； never reads novels； but likes serious； rather dry descriptions of people and places。
mrs。 frank。 a correspondence course in english； reads everything except detective stories。
mr。 dussel。 is learning english； spanish and dutch with no noticeable results； reads
everything； goes along with the opinion of the majority。
peter van daan。 is learning english； french （correspondence course）； shorthand in dutch； english and german； mercial correspondence in english； woodworking； economics and sometimes math； seldom reads； sometimes geography。
margot frank。 correspondence courses in english； french and latin； shorthand in english； german and dutch； trigonometry； solid geometry； mechanics； phys… ics； chemistry； algebra； geometry； english literature； french literature； german literature； dutch literature； bookkeeping； geography； modern history； biology； economics； reads everything； preferably on religion and medicine。
anne frank。 shorthand in french； english； german and dutch； geometry； algebra； history； geography； art history； mythology； biology； bible history； dutch literature； likes to read biographies； dull or exciting； and history books （sometimes novels and light reading）。
friday； may 19； 1944
dearest kitty；
i felt rotten yesterday。 vomiting （and that from anne！）； headache； stomachache and anything else you can imagine。 im feeling better today。 im famished； but i think ill skip the brown beans were having for dinner。
everythings going fine between peter and me。 the poor boy has an even greater need for tenderness than i do。 he still blushes every evening when he gets his good…night kiss； and then begs for another one。 am i merely a better substitute for boche？ i dont mind。 hes so happy just knowing somebody loves him。
after my laborious conquest； ive distanced myself a little from the situation； but you mustnt think my love has cooled。 peters a sweetheart； but ive slammed the door to my inner self； if he ever wants to force the lock again； hell have to use a harder crowbar！
yours； anne
m。 frank
saturday； may 20； 1944
dearest kitty；
last night when i came down from the attic； i noticed； the moment i entered the room； that the lovely vase of carnations had fallen over。 mother was down on her hands and knees mopping up the water and margot was fishing my papers off the floor。 〃what happened？〃 i asked with anxious foreboding； and before they could reply； i assessed the damage from across the room。 my entire genealogy file； my notebooks； my books； everything was afloat。 i nearly cried； and i was so upset i started speaking german。 i cant remember a word； but according to margot i babbled something about 〃unlioersehbarer schaden； schrecklich； entsetzlich； nie zu ersetzen〃 ＇ incalculable loss； terrible； awful； irreplaceable。＇ and much more。 fadier burst out laughing and modier and margot joined in； but i felt like crying because all my work and elaborate notes were lost。
i took a closer look and； luckily； die 〃incalculable loss〃 wasnt as bad as id expected。
up in die attic i carefully peeled apart die sheets of paper diat were stuck togedier and dien hung diem on die clodiesline to dry。 it was such a funny sight； even i had to laugh。 maria de medici alongside charles v； william of orange and marie antoinette。
〃its rassenschande；〃 mr。 van daan joked。 ＇an affront to racial purity。＇ after entrusting my papers to peters care； i went back downstairs。
〃which books are ruined？〃 i asked margot； who was going dirough them。
〃algebra；〃 margot said。
but as luck would have it； my algebra book wasnt entirely ruined。 i wish it had fallen right in the vase。 ive never loathed any book as much as that one。 inside the front cover are the names of at least twenty girls who had it before i did。 its old； yellowed； full of scribbles； crossed…out words and revisions。 the next time im in a wicked mood； im going to tear the darned thing to pieces！
yours； anne
m。 frank
monday； may 22；1944
dearest kitty；
on may 20； father lost his bet and had to give five jars of yogurt to mrs。 van daan：
the invasion still hasnt begun。 i can safely say that all of amsterdam； all of holland； in fact the entire western coast of europe； all the way down to spain； are talking about the invasion day and night； debating； making bets and 。 。 。 hoping。
the suspense is rising to fever pitch； by no means has everyone we think of as 〃good〃 dutch people kept their faith in the english； not everyone thinks the english bluff is a masterful strategical move。 oh no； people want deeds…great； heroic deeds。
no one can see farther than the end of their nose； no one gives a thought to the fact that the british are fighting for their own country and their own people； everyone thinks its englands duty to save holland； as quickly as possible。 what obligations do the english have toward us？ what have the dutch done to deserve the generous help they so clearly expect？ oh no； the dutch are very much mistaken。 the english； despite their bluff； are certainly no more to blame for the war than all the other countries； large and small； that are now occupied by the germans。 the british are not about to offer their excuses； true； they were sleeping during the years germany was rearming itself； but all the other countries； especially those bordering on germany； were asleep too。 england and the rest of the world have discovered that burying your head in the sand doesnt work； and now each of them； especially england； is having to pay a heavy price for its ostrich policy。
no country sacrifices its men without reason； and certainly not in the interests of another； and england is no exception。 the invasion； liberation and freedom will e someday； yet england； not the occupied territories； will choose the moment。
to our great sorrow and dismay； weve heard that many people have changed their attitude toward us jews。 weve been told that anti…semitism has cropped up in circles where once it would have been unthinkable。 this fact has affected us all very； very deeply。 the reason for the hatred is understandable； maybe even human； but that doesnt make it right。 according