starts a fresh quarrel again. What on earth can one do with such a foolish, blubbering specimen? No one takes her seriously, she hasn’t any character, and she grumbles to everyone. The worst of it is that it makes Peter rude, Mr. van Daan irritable, and Mummy cynical. Yes, it’s a frightful situation!
There’s one golden rule to keep before you: laugh about everything and don’t bother yourself about the others! It sounds selfish, but it’s honestly the only cure for anyone who has to seek consolation in himself.
Kugler has received another call-up to go digging for four weeks. He’s trying to get out of it with a doctor’s certificate and a letter from the business. Kleiman wants to have an operation on his stomach. All private telephones were cut off at 11 o’clock yesterday.
Yours, Anne
Friday, 23 June, 1944
Dear Kitty, Nothing special going on here. The English have begun their big attack on Cherbourg; according to Pim and van Daan, we’re sure to be free by October 10. The Russians are taking part in the campaign, and yesterday began their offensive near Vitebsk, it’s exactly three years since the Germans attacked. We’ve hardly got any potatoes; from now on we’re going to count them out for each person, then everyone knows what he’s getting.
Yours. Anne
