March 20, 1940

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March 20, 1940

Dear Diary,

Shalom. I want to run and never return, yet I do not want to leave. Oh diary, I'm so conflicted! Well, I must be going now. I would hate for the ship to sail without us. I wish we were not riding on steerage. Mrs. Simon told me all about it. She said it was cramped, cold, and full of illness. I have never been on a boat before, much less steerage, but I suspect it to be a most hateful experience. Mama says I must stay close to her at all times while walking to the boat and keep my head down. She says there will be Nazis, and she does not want anyone to know we are Jews. She says it will be crowded, and does not want me to get lost. Mama cares about me, but is extremely overprotective. Sometimes it is for good reason, but doesn't she know I am a woman? I am nearly fifteen years old!

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