SUSPICION

This is the road out of Sandra’s street and it is delightful.  I am suspicious I have put this picture on before?
I fell out of bed the other night but I have my suspicions that I was pushed. 

I count my blessings that I live on a street and in a country where I do not have to be suspicious of anyone.  And if some one does look suspicious I just stay clear of them.

I am reading a book called “The Diary of Hanna, 1938 – 1941.  She was a Jew when Hitler’s shadow looms over Europe.  She can no longer be seen openly with her lover, a Christian, so she begins to write to him in her diary.  She  was a Jewish Czech and as the rumors spread she loses her job and her friends and her family who move away.  She does not know where  her boyfriend is at this time.

She manages to get a passport and join her parents in Kralupy  (Prague) and is trained to be a cook. At least when you read a novel you find at the end who was the good guy or the bad guy.  Now she is suspicious of everyone.  She leaves to find work as a nanny in London but finds the language difficult.

 

 March, 14 Hitler marching into Czechoslovakia. 

So many areas were already Germen and she spoke both Czech and German.

I am so thankful for the freedom of expression we have here.  We do not have to be suspicious of others.

I am thankful for our library and the good books I find there.  A  good way for me to learn about history.   Dad and I did get to the library today and to the store.  I started to feel a little faint I do not know if it was hunger or tiredness or just too many books. So home to eat and rest.