other sports grounds are all prohibited to them; Jews may not visit Christians; Jews must go to Jewish schools, and many more restrictions of a similar kind.
So we could not do this and were forbidden to do that. But life went on in spite of it all. Jacqueline used to say to me, “You’re scared to do anything, because it may be forbidden.” Our freedom was strictly limited.
Yet things were still bearable.
Granny died in January, 1942, no one will ever know how much she is present in my thoughts and how much I love her still.
In 1934, I went to school at the Montessori Kindergarten and continued there. It was at the end of the school year when I was in form 6B that I had to say good-bye to my dear teacher, Mrs. K. We both wept, it was very sad.
In 1941, I went with my sister Margot, to the Jewish Secondary School, she into the fourth form and I into the first.
So far everything is all right with the four of us and here I come to the present day.
Saturday, 20 June, 1942
Dear Kitty, I’ll start straight away, It is so peaceful at the moment. Mummy and Daddy are out and Margot has gone to play ping-pong with some friends.
I’ve been playing ping-pong a lot myself lately. We ping-pongers are very partial to an ice cream, especially in summer, when one gets warm at the game, so we usually finish up with a visit to the nearest ice-cream shop, Delphi or Oasis, where Jews are allowed. We’ve given up scrounging for extra pocket money. Oasis is usually full and among our large circle of friends we always manage to find some kind-hearted gentleman or boy friend, who presents us with more ice cream than we could devour in a week.
