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September 7, 1938 

It has been a crazy day today. Pop has been home for the past 

couple of weeks. I think my parents lost their business. All 

businesses owned by people like us are being shut down by the 

German soldiers. I don’t get it. Julian says that the Germans 

believe that we are not capable of owning a prosperous business. 

I don’t agree. They call us savages. They think we can’t do 

anything, but I have to disagree. Ma and Pop are so great. And I 

feel bad that they have to struggle through this time. I hope 

things get better soon. Julian doesn’t think so, but I will continue 

to pray to God every night in hope for change. 

September 20, 1938

I haven’t gone to school in five days. We aren’t allowed. First, I 

was so happy! No tests. No homework. No teachers. But it is 

pretty boring around here. With Pop out of work and our food 

dwindling down to nothing, we are all losing our minds! I hope I get 

some food in me quick! 

October 15, 1938 

Something is wrong. Ma and Pop are packing. 

They say we are going to Ms. Jane’s for a mini 

vacation, but I don’t think it is a true vacation like 

the one we once took to the lake. Ma says that Ms. 

Jane has four cats and that I can help take care of 

them. I guess that will be fun. We once had a cat, but it 

ran away after a couple of months. Pop said we couldn’t 

afford to feed it any longer. Even though home isn’t really 

good right now, it is still home, and I don’t want to leave. Ma 

says I can’t even say goodbye to Juliann because we are leaving 

tonight. Life can’t get any more hectic! 

November 2, 1938

I have not written in a while, but that is because I forgot to 

bring my journal. Ma ended up screaming at me! I don’t get why 

she was so mad. It is my journal, not hers that I forgot. So, now I 

must write all of my feelings on these pieces of scrap paper.

 I’ve heard rumors that the soldiers are going to come 

and take us to camps. I went to camp one summer. My 

parents made me. At first, I didn’t want to go, but I ended 

up loving it there. I met so many people, and we played lots of 

games. These camps are not like that though. People say that 

the people that go there never come back. I don’t know what they 

do there. No one really knows. But I do not want to go. Please God, 

don’t let them come get me.  

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