Hidden Like Anne Frank: 14 True Stories of Survival

Hidden Like Anne Frank: 14 True Stories of Survival

Marcel Prins, Peter Henk Steenhuis

Language: English

Pages: 240

ISBN: 0545543649

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Jaap Sitters was only eight years old when his mother cut the yellow stars off his clothes and sent him, alone, on a fifteen-mile walk to hide with relatives. It was a terrifying night, one he would never forget. Before the end of the war, he would hide in secret rooms and behind walls. He would suffer from hunger, sickness, and the looming threat of Nazi raids. But he would live.

This is just one of the true stories told in Hidden Like Anne Frank, a collection of eye-opening first-person accounts that share the experience of going into hiding to escape the Holocaust. Some were just toddlers when they were hidden; some were teenagers. Some hid with neighbors or family, while many were with complete strangers. But all know the pain of losing their homes, their families, even their own names. They describe the secret network that kept them safe. And they share the coincidences and close calls that made all the difference.

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hesitated: Could I accept something from a German? But I was so hungry that I ate it all up. It was delicious. I walked on to find thousands of people lining the street and Dutch flags everywhere I looked. I squeezed my way to the front. Then a wave of excitement passed through the crowd: A green jeep was approaching in the distance. There were two soldiers in it and a crowd of people swarming around them. They were kissing and hugging the soldiers, and everyone wanted to touch them. The jeep

bathroom door. I put my hands over my eyes. This is the end, I thought, as the glass shattered and fell all around me. Now they’re going to drag me out of here and shoot me dead. They saw me standing there, in the corner of the bathroom. I was fifteen, but I was pretty small for my age. They did nothing, just as Mother had predicted. They shot everything in the hallway to pieces, and then they ran back out of the house and it was silent. That raid had a huge impact on us. We really thought they

arrested for smuggling and our address was found in his diary. Panic! There was no new place for us to go. We didn’t even have false identity cards, but everyone called me Lies Evers, and I wasn’t allowed to say my own name. In desperation, my father just walked into a hotel, where he explained the situation to the hotel owner and asked for a room. The man let us stay, on the condition that we behaved like regular hotel guests and didn’t hide away in our room. So we ate in the dining room, like

took my mother upstairs. It wasn’t much food for so many people. “This is all we have to get by with, for all of us. It’s all the food we have. Is that all right with you?” We moved in with them. The first night, Mr. and Mrs. Rooyakkers let my parents sleep in their bedroom. “You must get a good night’s sleep,” they said. When I visited Cor Rooyakkers many years later in the retirement home, I asked her why she took us in when there was so little food in the house. “Lots of children had measles

Dam Square, right in the center of Amsterdam. But there were still some Germans around, and they opened fire on the crowd from a balcony on a tall building. We hid behind the royal palace as quickly as we could. When we got back home to Kwakersplein at the end of that amazing day, Aunt Marie said, “Well, Rita-pie, you’ve just got to wait for your parents to get here now. They’re sure to come soon, because the war’s over and we’re all free.” It’s not going to happen, I thought. It’s not allowed

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