Month: January 2016

Number the Stars Diary Entry

Miller

Dear Diary,

I have been terrified every since I lost my parents to the Nazis at the synagon. I will probably never get to see them again. I am very thankful that Annemarie’s family are taking care of me and keeping me safe. I am pretending to be Lise Johanson and trying to not be taken away by the Nzai’s like my parents.

I am very pleased that the Johanson’s are keeping me safe during the relocation of Jews. I will never forget the time when my parents were taken away from me. The last words I heard from my mother was “I Love You!”, and those words were racing through my mind for the rest of the night until a sudden loud banging on the door awoke the family. My eyes wide open in fear and my heart beating like drums.

Three German soldiers marched into the living room like a herd of zebras. Their boots shocked the ground in roar and left me to be as scared as I have ever been. The three German soldiers rampaged through the house trying to find what they were looking for. The German soldiers stomped into the room that Annemarie and I were staying in. The soldiers looked through everything in the room and flashed a light towards Annemarie and I. “Get up out of the bed!” said the one of the German soldiers in a horrible danish accent. Annemarie and I stood straight up in fear and walked into the living room. One of the German soldiers grabbed my hair and held it very tight. Mr. Johanson swiftly went towards the bookshelf and took out our family photo album. He tore out 3 different pictures and shoved the pictures into the German soldier. Each picture labeled each Infant’s name, “Kriten Elizabith, Lise Johanson, Annemarie Johanson…?” said the soldier in a anger. The soldier threw the pictures towards the ground and walked towards the door and left the room.

Sincerely,
Ellen

Over the Dam

Miller

I went to bed late the night at two in the morning and one hour later it was time to get up at three and head out to Honey Grove Texas to start something that had not been finished.
As my dad and I pulled up the the dam that held the water in the pond,
he told me to be quit and look at the ground
and do not move,
little did I know that there was over 100 ducks floating in towards the pond.
My face went from tired to shocked.
I would have never of thought there could be this many ducks on such a small pond.
When the ducks landed,
my dad and I put our waders on,
got out our guns and we both got 12 bullets for the guns,
ready for whatever was over the dam.
As I silently walked towards the dam,
I looked back at my dad telling him to come up here to get ready,
He got to me and pressed the safety trigger to fire,
we both stood up and ran up the hill little did we both know that there was over two hundred ducks twenty feet away from us.
We both shot three times and hit six ducks,
then we both re-loaded our guns and shot another three times each hitting six more ducks!
As we loaded our second round the ducks had taken off into the sky.
We both shot three times BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!!!
The sky had become black like a black hole in space.
My dad and I had shot our limit in less than thirty seconds,
and we both went to the truck,
packed our gear,
and started to head home.

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