It was around 8:00 in the evening (the new curfew). There was a woman at the door that wore a fur coat, gloves, and a heavy veil. Her name was Kleerkmaker and she was a Jew. Betsie was making tea and asked Mrs. Kleermaker to join us. At this time the tea wasnt really tea...it was just old leaves that had been crushed and reused so many times that the only thing it really did was color the water a little bit.
Mrs. Kleermaker told us the story of how her husband had been arrested some months before and her son had gone into hiding. Yesterday the S.D. (political police who worked under the Gestapo) had told her to close her family's clothing store. She was afraid to go back to the apartment because it was directly above the shop.
Father told her that anyone who needed a place in his house could have it as long as they had room...We had four empty beds upstairs and she chose. I will have to stop writing for now because I am in shock that Betsie asked Mrs. Kleermaker to help her with the tea...Betsie never needs help...
Mrs. Kleermaker told us the story of how her husband had been arrested some months before and her son had gone into hiding. Yesterday the S.D. (political police who worked under the Gestapo) had told her to close her family's clothing store. She was afraid to go back to the apartment because it was directly above the shop.
Father told her that anyone who needed a place in his house could have it as long as they had room...We had four empty beds upstairs and she chose. I will have to stop writing for now because I am in shock that Betsie asked Mrs. Kleermaker to help her with the tea...Betsie never needs help...
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