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German soldiers travelled on the trams to keep them going. There was a constant stream of underground information re the progress of the war but it was difficult to know what was really going on as the news coming from Britain and Germany was often contradictory. There were also the jokes of course, which helped to keep us sane. 1945. (I wrote this down as it happened, and try to translate some of it here) 8.1.1945 Situation is getting desperate, Today was the deadline for men between 16 - 40 to register for the "Arbeitseinsatz" which really means deportation to Germany to work in the factories. Dad (Fred) has decided not to register and wait and see what happens. He is working at the Blikfabriek every other week and when the money to pay the workers at the Fabriek runs out, he - and of course Tine as well - will be out of a job. |
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The scarcity of food is getting worse every day and nobody knows how it is all going to end. Yesterday a little girl of about 7 came to our door with a note from her mother, begging for food. We gave her a few potatoes. 14.2. 1945 Dad went to the baker shop at 6 am this morning, and at 10.30 he managed to get 1 loaf. Then I took Paul in the pram to queue and hand in ration cards for food, which is coming from the Red Cross in Sweden. I waited from 9.30 until 11 am, when Dad came to take my place. In the afternoon to the Soup kitchen. A very long queue, and then the news: "Food can be collected from 3.30 until 5 p.m." However, it was 6 p.m. before they started dishing out the food and at 7 p.m. Dad came home with the meal we should have had at 2 p.m. Dad bought 50 KG of Tulip bulbs last week for ƒ. 1 per KG. We toast them on the stove and they have a nutty flavour. |
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