Blue Border - Mrs. Cady's Classroom

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I want to go on living
even after my death!
A Great Philosopher
Quite honestly, I can't imagine how
anyone can say: “I'm weak,” and then
remain so. After all, if you know it, why
not fight against it, why not try to train
your character?
Anne Frank
Annelies Marie Frank
June 12, 1929 in Frankfurt, Germany
Otto and Edith Frank, Margot Frank
13 years old when she went into hiding
The Many Anne's...
Quirky Humorous
Serious Mature Romantic Idealistic
Positive Sensitive Strong
Rebellious Shy Logical
The “Secret Annex” Refugees
The Franks
Albert Dussel
The Van Daans
Hermann, Auguste, Peter
August 4, 1944
The Secret Annex residents are discovered by the Gestapo
(German Secret State Police) after being tipped by an
anonymous Dutch caller. To this day no one knows exactly
who did it.
Rhetorical Questions
“What, oh, what is the use of the war? Why can't people live
peacefully together? Why all this destruction? The question
is very understandable, but no one has found a satisfactory
answer to it so far. Yes, why do they make still more gigantic
planes, still heavier bombs and at the same time,
prefabricated houses for reconstruction? Why should
millions be spent daily on the war and yet there's not a
penny available for medical services, artist, or for poor
Lies- is a symbol to her guilt,
of her hiding from the Nazis
when all other Jews are
suffering; All symbolizes Jews'
Peter- He is a symbol for her
newly awakened and yearn
for romance and passion
Granny- symbolizes
understanding and
unconditional love, someone
who loves her with no
barriers, unlike her mom
“There is always some beauty “Parents can only give good
left-- in nature, sunshine,
advice or put them
freedom, in yourself... look
(children) on the right
at these things, then you
paths, but the final forming
find yourself again, and
of a person's character lies
God, and then you regain
in their own hands.”
your balance. And whoever
is happy will make others
happy too. He who has
courage and faith will never
perish in misery!”
“One can always recapture happiness. Riches can all
be lost, but that happiness in your own heart can
only be veiled, and it will still bring you happiness
again as long as you live. As long as you can look
fearlessly up into the heavens, as long as you know
that you are pure within, and you will still find
“I wonder from one room to another,
downstairs and up again, feeling like a
songbird whose wings have been clipped
and who is hurling himself in utter
darkness against the bar of his cage.”
I see the eight of us with our “Secret Annexe” as if we were a
little piece of blue heaven, surrounded by heavy black rain
clouds. The round, clearly defined spot where we stand is still
safe, but the clouds gather more closely about us and the circle
which separates us from the approaching danger and darkness
that we bump against each other, as we search desperately for a
means of escape. We all look down below, where people are
fighting each other, we look above, where it is quiet and
beautiful, and meanwhile we are cut off by the great dark mass,
which will not let us go upwards, but which stands before us as
an impenetrable wall; it tries to crush us, but cannot do so yet.
And so it was, our unhappy fears
were confirmed; when Daddy did
the stove the following morning
the clip used for fastening was
found among the ashes. Not a
trace of the gold nib was found...I
have one consolation...: my
fountain pen has been cremated,
just what I want later!
Who can help me now? I must live on and pray to God
that He will let Peter cross my path when I come
out of here...I am not happy, because I might
know that Peter's thoughts are not with me, and
yet I still feel his wonderful eyes upon me and his
cool soft cheek against mine. Oh, Petel, Petel, how
will I ever free myself of your image? Wouldn't any
other in your place be a miserable substitute? I love
you, and with such a great love that it can't grow in
my heart any more but has to leap out into the
open and suddenly manifest itself in such a
devastating way! ...If anyone had asked me, “which
of your friends do you consider would be the most
suitable to marry?” I would have answered, “I don't
know”; but now I would cry, “Petel, because I love
him with all my heart and soul. I give myself
“I can shake off everything if I write; my sorrows
disappear, my courage is reborn...for I can
recapture everything when I write, my thoughts,
my ideas and my fantasies”