Diary of Anne Frank

Because we're Jewish, my father immigrated to Holland in 1933, when he became the Managing Director of the Dutch Opekta Company, which manufactures products used in making jam.

It won't be easy to wangle new ones

Peter, not inthe least fazed by his fathers swift action, began thinking up ways to read the rest of this vastly book.

Margaret is thinking about taking a course in calligraphy; i've advised her to go ahead.

llse Wagner is a nice girl with a cheerful disposition, but she's extremely finicky and can spend hours moaning and groaning about something.

If you were to hear their bungled attempts, you'd laugh your head off.

if only you knew, Kitty, how i seethe when they scold and mock me.

That's the latest punishment for saboteurs.

He's an absolute hypochondriac.

Another reason I welcome the change is that Mama's always carping at me, especially at the table.

I've read The Zaniest Summer four times, and the ludicrous situations still make me laugh.

He's an obnoxious, two-faced., lying sniveling little goof who has an awfully high opinion of himself.

As soon as a boy asks if he can bicycle home with me and we get to talking, nine times out of ten i can be sure he'll become enamored on the spot and won't let me out of his sight for a second.

Yours, Anne, WEDNESDAY, JUNE 24, 1942 Dearest Kitty, it's sweltering.

Not to that paragon of virtue!

This is always how her tirades begin and end: "if Anne were my daughter.

The kitchen wasa shambles.

This time it was supposed to be on "An incorrigible Chatterbox."

She flailed her ams and legs until Dussel finally let go of his probe and it remained stuck in Mrs.Van D.'s tooth

In the opinion of us all, this revered gentleman has great insight into politics.

That, of course, is a fairly dismal project.

After three days of sullen looks and stubborn silence, everything was back to normal.

Next door is a spacious kitchen witha hot-water heater and two gas burners, and beside that the bathroom.

Without them i wouldn't be able to jump back into the fray with my usual composture.

I'm so used to it, that i've become completely indifferent to Mother's rebukes and Margot's moodiness.