EDNESDAY, SEPtEMBER 2, 1942

        Dearest Kitty,

        Mr. and Mrs. van Daan errible fig, si dream of sing at eac. t rivial it didnt seem ing a single .

        Oo each his own.

        Of course, its very difficult for Peter, akes Peter seriously anymore, since ive and lazy. Yesterday ongue ead of pink. t came. today    a stiff neck. oo. Ac, kidneys and lungs are also par for te s t    it?)

        Mot getting along very ion. to give you one small example, Mrs. van D.    ts from our unal linen closet. S Moty surprise her has followed her lead.

        Furticked off because were using ead of ours.

        Sill trying to find out es; t closer ttic, bea advertising material. As long as    of s, its just as erday I broke one of Mrs. van D.s soup bowls.

        "O; s;t you be more careful? t    one.”

        Please bear in mind, Kitty, t tc dare ent on tlemen: ted). If you o tempts, youd lauging out ting t e Mote proper Dutcead    to duplicate their speech.

        Last erruption in our monotonous routier -- and a book about    aer are alloo read nearly all t ts preferred to keep to tely piqued Peters curiosity.    forbidden fruit did it tain?    alking, and took y to t. For two days all was well. Mrs.

        van Daan k mum until Mr. van Daan found out about it. , took t ed to take y into at. Peter, not in t fazed by    a, began to read t of tly iing book.

        In time, Mrs. van D. asked Mot ticular book able for Margot, but sting    other books.

        You see, Mrs. van Daan, Mot aer. to begin s a girl, and girls are alure than boys.

        Sed, s go looking for ts mucellectually advanced, as a result of    an excellent school.”

        Mrs. van Daan agreed    felt it ter of principle to let youngsters read books ten for adults.

        Meaime ed i seven-ty in tire family ening to te office, ook reasure and stole off to t again. -ty, but     time and    ing doairs    follo surprising: after a slap, a able aer .

        tters stood ime for to eat. Peter stayed upstairs. No one gave s t; o go to bed    inued eating, g merrily aared at eache shock clearly visible on our pale faces.

        ters voice t;I    e do;

        Mr. van Daa up, o ted, o ;Ive had enough!”

        Fat mig to ttic. After mucruggling and kig, Peter    oing.

        Mrs. van Daao save a piece of bread for    Mr. van D.

        . "If    apologize te, o sleep in t.”

        e protested t going    dinner er o catc be able to call a doctor.

        Peter didnt apologize, auro t.

        Mr. van Daan decided to leave    m t Peters bed    in. At seveer    to ttic again, but o e doairs ubborn silence, everyto normal.

        Yours, Anne MONDAY, SEPtEMBER 21, 1942

        Dearest Kitty,

        today Ill tell you ted above my divan bed so t in ture, c. I t use it at t because tle, day and night.

        ti    a very ained food safe, o noed iers room, but is of fress been moved to ttic.    oood, ter to put able underable noands. t migtle cubbyainly    like to sleep there.

        Mrs. van Daan is unbearable. Im tinually being scolded for my incessant cter    t off me! Madame now has a

        nerick up rying to get out of    of food left at ttom of t to spoil instead of transferring it to a glass disernoon uck s and pans, Madame exclaims, "O, you o do!”

        Every otten firls my age.

        Im entic about ter s books very muc Summer four times, and tuations still make me laugh.

        Fatly ree, and ells me somet eac Freny    Ive fotten muuc I learned in school.

        Peter aken up    reluce. A fe name for Fats me to cly o tutor ance s. But    unbelievable mistakes!

        I sometimes listen to tcs from London. Prince Bernly annou Princess juliana is expeg a baby in January,    in the Royal Family.

        A fe, I to my sc day, sile desire to still be a freseen or fifteen. t t Im o read anyt t, Motlemen, ives and Servants, and of course Im not alloo read it (t is!). First I o be more intellectually developed, like my genius of a sister. tely looked up tionary!). Its true, I dont kno ts. But maybe Ill be smarter    year!

        Ive e to t I o er. Fato knit a er; t very pretty, but itll be s s.

        Some of our clot    unfortunately    be able to get to it until after ts still there, of course.

        Id just finising somet Mrs. van Daan .

        " I even take a peek?”

        "No, Mrs. van Daan.”

        "Just t page then?”

        "No, not even t page, Mrs. van Daan.”

        Of course, I nearly died, si particular page tained a rattering description of her.

        t Im too tired and lazy to e it all down.

        Yours, Anne FRIDAY, SEPtEMBER 25, 1942

        Dearest Kitty,

        Faties named Mr. Dre. At y-seven years younger and equally poor,    over from more prosperous days. t nuisao Fatly patience ian on till living at o advise o put a gramop of t    every tes, "Yes, Mr. Dre; and "No, Mr. Dre; siood a hy replies anyway.

        today Mr. Dreo e and see him. Mr.

        Kugler    in t Miep celed tment. Mrs. Dreimes, but since Miep edly out tire afternoon, so imitate Beps voice. Doairs in tairs in t y. Nos Mrs. Dre; and Miep o laug ted e giggle. t you just picture it?

        t to be test offi the

        office girls ogether!

        Some evenings I go to ttle c. e eat "mothball cookies”

        (molasses cookies t ored in a closet t ime. Retly tioer. I said t en pats me on t like. typically groer like a broter. "O; I said, but ;O; Just imagine! I added t Peters a bit stiff, per used to being around girls are like t.

        I must say t ttee (tion) is very creative. Listen to to get a message to Mr. Broks, aa Co. sales representative and friend iously hings for us!

        to type a letter to a store oly, one of Opekta s ers and ask o fill out a form and send it ba te tter is returned from Zealand, tten message firming t Fated in the envelope.

        tter    suspeg a ruse. ts close to Belgium (a letter    easily be smuggled across to travel t a special permit. An ordinary salesman like Mr. Broks ed a permit.

        Yesterday Fat on anot. Groggy umbled off to bed.     es later o ts over    bot u arted talking about t t Peter says Margot is a "buttinsky." Suddenly Daddys voice s on t, you mean.

        Mousc, is being o me as time goes by, but Im still somew afraid of her.

        Yours, Anne SUNDAY, SEPtEMBER 27, 1942

        Dearest Kitty,

        Mot;discussion" today, but t is t I burst into tears. I t . Daddy is alo me, and ands me mucter. At moments like t stand Mots obvious t Im a strao    even kno t ordinary things.

        e alking about maids and t t youre supposed to refer to t;domestic ; t    to be called. I didnt quite see it t    I talk about later" so often and t I act as if I    I dont tles in terrible to do, as long as you dont take it too seriously. At any rate, Daddy usually es to my defense.

        it    be able to stick it out here.

        I do along    very bursts tairs, I find it far from pleasant. Margots and Moties are so alien to me. I uand my girlfriends better t t a shame?

        For teentime, Mrs. van Daan is sulking. Ss too bad Mot repay every van Daan "disappearing act" ;disappearing act.”

        Some people, like to take special delig only in raising t in    doesnt , since surally good, kind and clever, perfe itself, but I seem to ions and my saucy replies. Father always defend me fiercely.

        it t be able to jump bato th my usual posure.

        telling me I salk less, mind my o, but I seem doomed to failure. If Fat so patient, Id ing my parents quite moderate expectations.

        If I take a small able I loat potatoes instead, t get over ;e on, An some more vegetables," she says.

        "No, t; I reply. "tatoes are more than enough.”

        "Vegetables are good for you; your motoo. ; ss, until Fatervenes and up to refuse a dis like.

        t;You s our    up t call terribly spoiled. Id never allo. If Anne er. .

        .”

        tirades begin and end: "If Anne .

        But to get back to t of raising cerday a silence fell after Mrs.

        van D. finistle speec;I t up. At least s to respond to your interminable sermons. As far as tables are ed, all I o say is look wtle black.”

        Mrs. van D. ed. t calling tde black refers of course to Madame    tolerate beans or any kind of cabbage in t;gas." But I could say t a dope, dont you think?

        In any case, lets ops talking about me.

        Its so funny to see , and it secredy annoys her no end.

        Yours, Anne MONDAY, SEPtEMBER 28,1942

        Dearest Kitty,

        I o stop yesterday, to tell you about anot before I do Id like to say ts odd t groen and about sucty matters. Up to no bickering    somet tgre. Often, of course, times a reason to    t take place    plain bickering. I so t t t Im not and never    of nearly every discussion. (to t;discussions”

        instead of "quarrels," but Germans dont knoicize everyt me: my bey, my manners; every inco toe and back again, is t of gossip ae. s are stantly being flung at my ely not used to it. Acc to t be, Im supposed to grin and

        bear it. But I t! I ention of taking ts lying do borerday. t up and take notid keep t o attend to tead of mi s simply barbaric. Ive been astonisime and again, at suc of all. . . at sucupidity (Mrs. van Daan). But as soon as Ive gotteo t s take long, Ill give taste of tune!

        Am I really as bad-mannered, rong, stubborn, pusupid, lazy, etc., etc., as t. I kno t of proportion! If you only ky,     take long before I explode -up rage.

        But enoug. Ive bored you long enoug I t resist adding a eresting dinner versation.

        Some of Pims extreme diffidence. y is a ,    person    dream of questioning. All of a sudden Mrs. van Daan, ion, remarked, "Im very modest airing too, mu my husband!”

        ence clearly illustrates t s exactly !

        Mr. van Daan, o explain t;mu my husband,”

        ans;I o be modest airing. In my experience, you get a lot furt; And turning to me, ;Dont be modest airing, A    you nowhere.”

        Motely . But, as usual, Mrs. van Daan o add s. time, ead of addressing me directly, suro my parents and said, "You must ralook on life to be able to say t to A w    your modern household!”

        t    at Mot urned brigated o ts.

        ted to ter over and doo t;ell, Mrs. van Daan, I agree t its mucter if a person isnt overmodest. My    aer are all exceptionally modest. Your    exactly te, do ourselves be pushed around.”

        Mrs. van Daan: "O Mrs. Frank, I dont uand remely modest airing.    Im pushy?”

        Mot;I didnt say you ion.”

        Mrs. van D.: "Id like to kno for myself arve, but t doesnt mean Im not as modest airing as your husband.”

        Mot to laug tated Mrs.

        van Daan. ly a borer, sinued    at in a mixture of German and Dutcil s so tangled up in    s about to leave t, t Mrs. van D. turned around I    doing it on purpose, but Id folloently t my rea ely involuntary. Mrs. van D. wongue-lashing:

        ly like some fat, red-faced fis o beo cruck me as so ical, t silly little scatterbrain! Ive learned oo knoer a figrue cer!

        Yours, AUESDAY, SEPtEMBER 29, 1942

        Dearest Kitty,

        trao you o picture this.

        Because    ub, and because t er in tire loake turns making t of t opportunity. But sinone of us are alike and are all plagued by varying degrees of modesty, eache

        family ed a different place to akes a batc s time for o ea and annou    tc o be suffit. Mr. van D. takes airs, figuring t ty of    er up all tairs. Mrs. van D.    to take a bating to see e offid Motd I    office to be our batains are draurday afternoon,    in t tains and gazes in    the endlessly amusing people.

        A    like t and    for more fortable baters. It er urn on t, lock t ter    ahe fear of being seen.

        I used my lovely bat time on Sunday and, strange as it may seem, I like it better ther place.

        t airs on ednesday, moving ter pipes and drains from to t freeze during a cold er. t . Not only    alloo run er during t ts. Ill tell you    unseemly of me t it up, but Im not so prudis matters of t, sacrifig a ing jar for tion of t, ing jars    into service during time to ure. As far as I     as o sit still all day and not say a o talk or move at all is ten times worse.

        After tant sitting, my backside iff and sore. Nighenics helped.

        Yours, Anne
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