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3 Budgeting your personal finances
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7 Give me shelter: Buying your first home
8 Retirement and long term saving
9 Using the resources available to you
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Volume 16 / Number 4 The Official Publication of the Washington D.C. Chapter of the National Employee Services and Recreation Association APRIL / 1998
olf's profile in the U.S. had never been higher by the time
TigerWoods and the U.S. Open came to the Congressional Country
Club in Bethesda last summer. Although Masters champion Woods
didn't win, Ernie Els' dramatic victory capped a two-week golf binge
(started the week before with a PGA tournament at nearby Avenel) that
left the Mid-Atlantic region buzzing. The golf boom, it seemed, was on.
But local golfers know the popularity of their sport has been rising
throughout the 90's. Each year a dizzying number of new courses open,
but from the Alleghenies to the Atlantic beaches, weekend tee times are
still harder to get than a hole-in-one.
Even so, the Mid-Atlantic golfer is blessed with an amaz-
ing variety of locales and courses to tee up on. Without a
doubt, this is a great place to be a golfer.
Local
Most people don't realize it, but there are three golf
courses right in D.C. Rock Creek Public Golf Course
(202-882-7332; $$) has an 18-hole, 4,700-yard course in a
wooded setting just off 16th Street. On the National Register
of Historic Places is the Langston Golf Course (202-397-8638; $$), which
opened along the Anacostia River in 1939. The par-72, 6,340-yard
course was the first in the area where African-American golfers
were allowed to play.
The 36 holes at the East Potomac Public Golf Course at Hains
Point (202-554-7660; $) have to qualify as one of the most unique places
in the country to golf. Let’s face it, where else can you hit a ball with the
Washington Monument and Jefferson Memorial as backdrops? The Blue
Course is just over 6,600 yards long (par 69), while the Red and White
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Snacking
Your Way
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Southern PA
B y E l l e n R y a n
at the Price Club or at a taco-bar happy hour is
fine if you want to fill up for free close to home.
But be ambitious. Go foraging not just for free
food but for fresh food. Fun, too, even fact-filled.
I’m talking about snacking your way through
Amish country, the breadbasket of Pennsylvania,
where it’s possible to get educated, entertained,
and, yes, fed every few miles from Nottingham to
York on factory taste tours.
Factory tours aren’t just for the kid in your life—
they’re for the kid in yourself. Who doesn’t want to
see close-up where potato chips come from and how
chocolate is made? Well, right here in your hands is a
full-blown free/fresh/fun/fact-filled hopscotch through
the fats and sugars of the food pyramid.
Many factories don’t allow tours at all. But more
are coming. Mason-Dixon Dairy Farm outside
Gettysburg is building a visitors center; Conestoga’s
Turkey Hill plans to open its ice-cream plant to the
public this summer. Whatever factory you choose,
what’ll you find if you stop by? Hang on, food lovers,
here’s the inside word—the ultimate guide to snack-
ing your way through southern Pennsylvania. Reviews
are listed roughly east to west.
Herr’s Foods, Nottingham (plenty of signs). 800-
637-6225. Mon.-Thurs. 9 a.m.-3 p.m., Fri. 9 a.m.-11 p.m.
(store open 8 a.m.-5 p.m.). Reservations requested.On
a pleasant green campus, Herr’s offers cheery colors,
cheery employees and a cheery 26-minute film. Our
hero, Chipper the chipmunk, keeps kids in giggles
with a better-than-average preview of the half-hour
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MY PLACE
One Man’s Journey From
Cleveland to Boston and Beyond . . .
Judah Leblang
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From wearing a‘WWJD’cap around Jacksonville,Florida (assuming it was
the moniker of a local radio station) to an unfortunate car accident on the ﬁrst day of
kindergarten, to trying to ﬁll out a muscle T-shirt at age 51 in the gay mecca of Provincetown,
Massachusetts, Judah Leblang’s journey of discovery blends comedy and drama. In this episodic
memoir, the author sketches the world he comes from, a world of poppyseed kuchen, Indians
baseball, and the great industrial city of Cleveland, Ohio, which seemed to be imploding in
the 1960’s and ‘70’s—and the world he inhabits today in Boston, as a hard of hearing
man with a funny name, navigating middle age.
“These memoir pieces collectively read like a
novel, and the reader will be hard-pressed to ‘eat
just one.’ Leblang does an excellent job of sharing
with us his falls, his rises, and his subsequent falls
as he seeks to eke out a place in this thing called
life. What emerges is a highly satisfying portrait
of a boy becoming a man becoming an adult,
navigating the outrageous slings and arrows life
tosses his way—it is, in short, the story of us all,
told with astonishing intimacy.”
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from Ray Bradbury Is on Fire 301
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readers with his powerful prose and knowing grasp of the human
condition.
One secret to Bradbury’s lifelong productivity is that his play
and his work are the same. When asked,“How often do you
write?” Bradbury replies,“Every day of my life—you got to be in
love or you shouldn’t do it.”
. . . When I phoned his Los Angeles home for a 9:00 a.m.
interview, Bradbury was thoughtful and cranky, and told me
he’d already written a short story.
James Hibberd. What makes a great story?
Ray Bradbury. If you’re a storyteller, that’s what makes a great
story. I think the reason my stories have been so
being?”) andcomputers (“A computer is a typewriter,” he says,“I
have two typewriters, I don’t need another one”).
By mocking the electronic shortcuts and distracting entertain-
ment that replace human contact and active thinking, Bradbury
shows his science-fiction label is misplaced. He cares little for
science or its fictions. The author of more than thirty books, six
hundred short stories, and numerous poems, essays, and plays,
Bradbury is a consistent champion of things human and real.
There is simply no ready label for a writer who mixes poetry and
mythology with fantasy and technology to create literate tales of
suspense and social criticism; no ideal bookstore section for the
author whose stories of rockets and carnivals and Halloween cap-
ture the fascination of twelve-year-olds, while also stunning adult
In 1957, publishes
Dandelion Wine an
autobiographical novel
about his boyhood.
Twenty-six years after
The Martian Chronicles is
published, the first U.S.
spacecraft lands on Mars. Publishes Something
Wicked This Way Comes
in 1983.
When he is twenty,
his first story is
accepted by the
magazine Script.
In 1950, publishes
The Martian Chronicles,
which becomes a
bestseller.
Wins critical
acclaim for his novel
Fahrenheit 451
(1953).
An Apollo 11
astronaut names
a moon crater
Dandelion Crater, after
Bradbury’s novel.
Receives a World Fan-
tasy Award for lifetime
achievement in 1977. Ray Bradbury Theater,
a popular TV show, airs
from 1985 to 1992.
Receives medal
for Distinguished
Contribution to
American Letters from
the National Book
Foundation.
Bradbury browses through
spacesuits for possible television
series (1959).
Bradbury at the National Book
Awards in New York (2000).
Credit to come.
A Ray Bradbury Time Line.A Ray Bradbury Time Line.
At age fourteen,
moves with his family
to Los Angeles, where
he develops a love for
the movies.
Born on
August 22,
1920, in
Waukegan,
Illinois.
Publishes stories in pulp
magazines such as Black
Mask, Amazing Stories,
and Weird Tales
throughout the 1940s.
At age twelve,
decides to become
a writer.
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oday Bradbury continues to
criticize modern innovations,
putting him in the seemingly
contradictory position of being a
sci-fi writer who’s also a techno-
phobe. He famously claims to have
never driven a car (Bradbury finds
accident statistics appallingly
unacceptable; he witnessed a
deadly car accident as a teen). He
is scornful of the Internet (telling
one reporter it’s “a big scam” by
computer companies) and ATMs
(asking, “Why go to a machine
when you can go to a human
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early in the day; it made us feel sleepy, tired. But
this breakfast business was Made in England
like almost everything else that surrounded us,
the exceptions being the sea, the sky, and the air
we breathed.
At the time I saw this map—seeing England
for the first time—I did not say to myself, “Ah,
so that’s what it looks like,” because there was
no longing in me to put a shape to those three
words that ran through every part of my life,
no matter how small; for me to have had such a
longing would have meant that I lived in a cer-
tain atmosphere, an atmosphere in which those
three words were felt as a burden. But I did not
live in such an atmosphere. My father’s brown
felt hat would develop a hole in its crown, the
lining would separate from the hat itself, and six
weeks before he thought that he could not be
seen wearing it—he was a very vain man—he
would order another hat from England. And my
mother taught me to eat my food in the English
way; the knife in the right hand, the fork in the
left, my elbows held still close to my side, the
food carefully balanced on my fork and then
brought up to my mouth. When I had finally
mastered it, I overheard her saying to a friend,
“Did you see how nicely she can eat?” But I
knew then that I enjoyed my food more when
I ate it with my bare hands, and I continued
to do so when she wasn’t looking. And when
my teacher showed us the map, she asked us to
study it carefully, because no test we would ever
take would be complete without this statement:
“Draw a map of England.”
I did not know then that the statement
“Draw a map of England” was something far
worse than a declaration of war, for in fact a
flat-out declaration of war would have put me
on alert, and again in fact, there was no need
for war—I had long ago been conquered. I did
not know then that this statement was part of a
process that would result in my erasure, not my
physical erasure, but my erasure all the same.
I did not know then that this statement was
meant to make me feel in awe and small when-
ever I heard the word “England”: awe at its exis-
tence, small because I was not from it. I did not
know very much of anything then—certainly
not what a blessing it was that I was unable to
draw a map of England correctly.
Clash of Cultures 1019
people who got to wear
England were English people.
They wore it well and they
wore it everywhere: in jungles,
in deserts, on plains, on top of
the highest mountains, on all
the oceans, on all the seas, in
places where they were not wel-
come, in places they should not
have been. When my teacher
had pinned this map up on
the blackboard, she said, “This
is England”—and she said it
with authority, seriousness,
and adoration, and we all sat
up. It was as if she had said,
“This is Jerusalem, the place
you will go to when you die but
only if you have been good.”
We understood then—we
were meant to understand
then—that England was to be
our source of myth and the
source from which we got our
sense of reality, our sense of
what was meaningful, our sense
of what was meaningless—and
much about our own lives and
much about the very idea of us
headed that last list.
At the time I was a child sitting at my desk
seeing England for the first time, I was already
very familiar with the greatness of it. Each
morning before I left for school, I ate a break-
fast of half a grapefruit, an egg, bread and butter
and a slice of cheese, and a cup of cocoa; or half
a grapefruit, a bowl of oat porridge, bread and
butter and a slice of cheese, and a cup of cocoa.
The can of cocoa was often left on the table in
front of me. It had written on it the name of
the company, the year the company was es-
tablished, and the words “Made in England.”
Those words, “Made in England,” were written
on the box the oats came in too. They would
also have been written on the box the shoes I
was wearing came in; a bolt of
gray linen cloth lying on the
shelf of a store from which
my mother had bought three
yards to make the uniform
that I was wearing had writ-
ten along its edge those three
words. The shoes I wore were
made in England; so were my
socks and cotton undergar-
ments and the satin ribbons
I wore tied at the end of two
plaits of my hair. My father,
who might have sat next to me
at breakfast, was a carpenter
and cabinet maker. The shoes
he wore to work would have
been made in England, as were
his khaki shirt and trousers,
his underpants and under-
shirt, his socks and brown felt
hat. Felt was not the proper
material from which a hat
that was expected to provide
shade from the hot sun should
be made, but my father must
have seen and admired a pic-
ture of an Englishman wearing
such a hat in England, and this
picture that he saw must have
been so compelling that it caused him to wear
the wrong hat for a hot climate most of his long
life. And this hat—a brown felt hat—became
so central to his character that it was the first
thing he put on in the morning as he stepped
out of bed and the last thing he took off before
he stepped back into bed at night. As we sat at
breakfast a car might go by. The car, a Hillman
or a Zephyr, was made in England. The very
idea of the meal itself, breakfast, and its sub-
stantial quality and quantity was an idea from
England; we somehow knew that in England
they began the day with this meal called break-
fast and a proper breakfast was a big breakfast.
No one I knew liked eating so much food so
1018 Collec- Modern and Contemporary World Literature
Single size egg coddler with “Made in
England” stamp on the bottom.
When I saw England for the first time, I
was a child in school sitting at a desk.
The England I was looking at was laid out on
a map gently, beautifully, delicately, a very
special jewel; it lay on a bed of sky blue—the
background of the map—its yellow form mys-
terious, because though it looked like a leg of
mutton, it could not really look like anything
so familiar as a leg of mutton because it was
England—with shadings of pink and green,
unlike any shadings of pink and green I had
seen before, squiggly veins of red running in
every direction. England was a special jewel all
right, and only special people got to wear it. The
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unequal to mine.” Then she laughed derisively
with that fierce laughter which cuts through
your flesh and penetrates right to the bone.
Sogolon Kedjou was dumbfounded. She had
never imagined that hate could be so strong in a
human being. With a lump in her throat she left
Sassouma’s. Outside her hut Mari Djata, sitting
on his useless legs, was blandly eating out of a
calabash. Unable to contain herself any longer,
Sogolon burst into sobs and seizing a piece of
wood, hit her son.
“Oh son of misfortune, will you never walk?
Through your fault I have just suffered the
greatest affront of my life! What have I done,
God, for you to punish me in this way?”
Mari Djata seized the piece of wood and,
looking at his mother, said, “Mother, what’s
the matter?”
“Shut up, nothing can ever wash me clean of
this insult.”
“But what then?”
“Sassouma has just humiliated me over a
matter of a baobab leaf. At your age her own son
could walk and used to bring his mother baobab
leaves.”
“Cheer up, Mother, cheer up.”
“No. It’s too much. I can’t.”
“Very well then, I am going to walk today,”
said Mari Djata. “Go and tell my father’s
smiths to make me the heaviest possible iron
rod. Mother, do you want just the leaves of the
Maghan Sundiata, also called Mari Djata, is
the son of King Maghan Kon Fatta of Mali and
his second wife, Sogolon Kedjou. A mysterious
hunter has predicted that the boy will one day be
a mightier leader than Alexander the Great, the
legendary Greek conqueror. Few people believe
this prophecy, however, because Mari Djata is
already seven years old and has still not learned
how to walk. He seems an unlikely candidate
for emperor.
King Maghan Kon Fatta dies and his first wife,
Sassouma Bérété, makes her own son the king.
Always jealous of Mari Djata and his mother, she
banishes them to the backyard of the palace,
forcing them to live a life of poverty.
fromThe Lion's Awakening
Sogolon Kedjou and her children lived on the
queen mother's leftovers, but she kept a little
garden in the open ground behind the village. It
was there that she passed her brightest moments
looking after her onions and gnougous.1 One day
she happened to be short of condiments and went
to the queen mother to beg a little baobab2 leaf.
“Look you,” said the malicious Sassouma, “I
have a calabash3 full. Help yourself, you poor
woman. As for me, my son knew how to walk at
seven and it was he who went and picked these
baobab leaves. Take them then, since your son is
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Women prepare baobab leaves for use in cooking. Bassamba, Pays Tamberma,Togo.
Granary in village of Sanha.
1. gnougous n. pl.: root vegetables.
2. baobab (b†√£·bab≈) n.: tropical tree whose leaves are
used as a cooking herb.
3. calabash n.: hollowed-out gourd used as a bowl.
Vocabulary
affront (√‡fruntº) n.: intentional insult.
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The setting and characters in Sundiata reveal the unique history and
traditions of the culture from which the epic sprang. Mali in the thirteenth
century was a powerful kingdom, enriched by alliances with many neighbor-
ing nations. Its civilization was complex and wealthy, its leaders well educated.
But its king, Sundiata’s father, died when Sundiata was still a child, leaving
Mali vulnerable. An invasion by Mali’s enemies, the Sossos, is the event that
tests Sundiata’s heroism.
These excerpts from Sundiata show the hero in his first childhood triumph
and end with his great triumph in adulthood. As you read, note Sundiata's
qualities as a leader and hero to his people.
SundiataAn Epic of Old Mali
D. T. Niane
translated by G. D. PICKETT
Sundiata
from
CHARACTERS IN THE EPIC
Maghan Sundiata (sºn·dyä√tä): the
hero of the epic. He is also called Mari
Djata and Sogolon Djata.
King Maghan Kon Fatta: Sundiata’s
father, the king of Mali.
Sogolon Kedjou (sô·gô·l£n√): Sundiata’s
mother.
Balla Fasséké (bä√lä·fä·s†√k†): Sundiata’s
griot.
Sassouma Bérété (sä·sº√mä·b†·r†√t†):
the queen mother; the first wife of the
king.
Dankaran Touman
(dän√kä·rän·tº·män): Sassouma Bérété’s
son. He is King Maghan Kon Fatta’s
successor and Sundiata’s half brother.
Soumaoro Kanté: the sorcerer-king of
Sosso; Sundiata’s nemesis.
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the steps, followed by mr. kraler. They bring
flowers, books, newspapers, etc. anne rushes to
miep, throwing her arms affectionately around
her.) Miep . . . and Mr. Kraler. . . . What a
delightful surprise!
Mr. Kraler. We came to bring you New Year’s
greetings.
Mrs. Frank. You shouldn’t . . . you should
have at least one day to yourselves. (She goes
quickly to the stove and brings down teacups
and tea for all of them.)
Anne. Don’t say that, it’s so wonderful to see
them! (Sniffing at miep’s coat) I can smell the
wind and the cold on your clothes.
Miep (giving her the flowers). There you are.
(Then to margot, feeling her forehead) How
are you, Margot? . . . Feeling any better?
Margot. I’m all right.
Anne. We filled her full of every kind of pill
so she won’t cough and make a noise.
[She runs into her room to put the flowers in
water. mr. and mrs. van daan come from
upstairs. Outside there is the sound of a
band playing.]
Mrs. Van Daan. Well, hello, Miep. Mr. Kraler.
Mr. Kraler (giving a bouquet of flowers to
mrs. van daan). With my hope for peace in
the New Year.
Peter (anxiously). Miep, have you seen
Mouschi? Have you seen him anywhere
around? B
Miep. I’m sorry, Peter. I asked everyone in the
neighborhood had they seen a gray cat. But
they said no.
[mrs. frank gives miep a cup of tea. mr.
frank comes up the steps, carrying a small
cake on a plate.]
Mr. Frank. Look what Miep’s brought for us!
Mrs. Frank (taking it). A cake!
Mr. Van Daan. A cake! (He pinches miep’s
cheeks gaily and hurries up to the cupboard.)
I’ll get some plates.
[dussel, in his room, hastily puts a coat on
and starts out to join the others.]
Mrs. Frank. Thank you, Miepia. You
shouldn’t have done it. You must have used
all of your sugar ration for weeks. (Giving it
to mrs. van daan) It’s beautiful, isn’t it?
Mrs. Van Daan. It’s been ages since I even
saw a cake. Not since you brought us one last
year. (Without looking at the cake, to miep)
Remember? Don’t you remember, you gave
us one on New Year’s Day? Just this time
last year? I’ll never forget it because you had
“Peace in nineteen forty-three” on it. (She
looks at the cake and reads) “Peace in nine-
teen forty-four!”
Miep. Well, it has to come sometime, you
know. (As dussel comes from his room)
Hello, Mr. Dussel.
Mr. Kraler. How are you?
Mr. Van Daan (bringing plates and a knife).
Here’s the knife, liefje. Now, how many of us
are there?
Miep. None for me, thank you.
Mr. Frank. Oh, please. You must.
Miep. I couldn’t.
Mr. Van Daan. Good! That leaves one . . .
two . . . three . . . seven of us.
Dussel. Eight! Eight! It’s the same number as
it always is!
Mr. Van Daan. I left Margot out. I take it for
granted Margot won’t eat any.
Anne. Why wouldn’t she!
Mrs. Frank. I think it won’t harm her.
Mr. Van Daan. All right! All right! I just
didn’t want her to start coughing again,
that’s all.
Dussel. And please, Mrs. Frank should cut
the cake.
Mr. Van Daan. What’s the
difference?
Mrs. Van Daan. It’s not Mrs.
Frank’s cake, is it, Miep? It’s
for all of us.
Dussel. Mrs. Frank divides things better.
Mrs. Van Daan (going to dussel).
What are you trying to say?
Mr. Van Daan. Oh, come on!
Stop wasting time!
Mrs. Van Daan (to dussel). Don’t I always
give everybody exactly the same? Don’t I?
Mr. Van Daan. Forget it, Kerli.
Mrs. Van Daan. No. I want an answer!
Don’t I?
Dussel. Yes. Yes. Everybody gets exactly the
same . . . except Mr. Van Daan always gets a
little bit more.
[mr. van daan advances on dussel, the knife
still in his hand.]
Mr. Van Daan. That’s a lie!
B Reading Focus Making Inferences What can you
infer happened to Mouschi based on the events of the previous
scene of the play?
(above) Mr. Kraler and Mr. Frank converse in stage production.
©Joan Marcus.
(right) Mr. Frank (center) and his office workers, c. 1935.
}Together
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Viewing and interpreting What do the photo
and map reveal about the Franks’situation?
Analyzing Visuals
other Jews trapped in Europe at the time,
Anne and her family went into hiding to
avoid capture. Others were not so lucky, as
Anne knew:
Countless friends and acquaintances have
gone to a terrible fate. Evening after evening
the green and gray army lorries [trucks]
trundle past. The Germans ring at every
front door to inquire if there are any Jews liv-
ing in the house. If there are, then the whole
family has to go at once. If they don’t find
any, they go on to the next house. No one
has a chance of evading them unless one goes
into hiding. Often they go around with lists
and only ring when they know they can get
a good haul. Sometimes they let them off for
cash—so much per head. It seems like the
slave hunts of olden times. . . . In the evenings
when it’s dark, I often see rows of good, inno-
cent people accompanied by crying children,
walking on and on, in the charge of a couple
of these chaps, bullied and knocked about
until they almost drop. No one is spared—old
people, babies, expectant mothers, the sick—
each and all join in the march of death.
The Frank family and four other Jews lived
for more than two years hidden in a few
cramped rooms (now known as the Secret
Annex) behind Mr. Frank’s office and ware-
house. In August 1944, the Nazi police
raided their hiding place and sent all eight
of its occupants to concentration camps. Of
the eight, only Otto Frank survived. Anne
died of typhus in a camp in Germany called
Bergen-Belsen. She was fifteen years old.
When she began her diary, Anne didn’t
intend to show it to anyone unless she found
a “real friend.” Through its dozens of transla-
tions and the stage adaptation you are about
to read, Anne’s diary has found her genera-
tions of friends all over the world.
Nazis arresting Jewish families in theWarsaw
Ghetto, Poland, 1943.
Anne FrAnk’s LiFe WorLD evenTs
June 12: Anne Frank is born in
Frankfurt, Germany.
1929
1930
to
1932
The National Socialist GermanWorkers’(Nazi) party
begins its rise to power.The Nazis proclaim the
superiority of the German“master race”and blame
Jews for the German defeat inWorldWar I
and for the troubled economy.
The Franks decide to leave Germany to escape Nazi
persecution.While Mr. Frank looks for a new home in
Amsterdam, the Netherlands, the rest of the family stays
with relatives in Aachen, Germany.
1933 January 30: The Nazi party leader,
Adolf Hitler, becomes chancellor (head
of the government) of Germany.
March 10: The first concentration
camp is established by the Nazis at Dachau, Germany.
April: The Nazis pass their first anti-Jewish law,
banning the public employment of Jews.
1934
1935 September 15: The Nuremberg Laws are passed,
denying Jews German citizenship and forbidding
marriage between Jews and non-Jews.
1936 October 25: Germany and Italy form an alliance
(the Axis).
Summer: TheVan Pels family (called theVan Daans in
Anne’s diary) flee Germany for the Netherlands.
1937
December 8: Fritz Pfeffer (called Albert Dussel in Anne’s
diary) flees Germany for the Netherlands.
1938 March 12–13: TheGermanarmyinvadesandannexes
Austria.
September 29: TheMunichAgreement,granting
GermanytherighttoannexpartofCzechoslovakia,is
draftedandsignedbyrepresentativesofFrance,Great
Britain,Italy,andGermany.
November9–10: Kristallnacht(NightoftheBroken
Glass).LedbytheSS,theNazispecialpolice,Germansbeat
andkillJews,lootJewishstores,andburnsynagogues.
Adolf Hitler
Anneplayingwith
herfriendSanne
Ledermannin
Amsterdam
TheGrangerCollection,
NewYork.
Anne with her father at Miep Santrouschitz and Jan Gies’s wedding.
Anne in 1933.
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M e e t t h e W R i t e R
Frances Goodrich
(1890–1984)
Albert Hackett
(1900–1995)
together Onstage and Off
Authors Frances Goodrich and Albert Hackett both started out
as actors. They began writing plays and screenplays together
and were married soon after. Working at desks facing in oppo-
site directions in the same room, they would each write a ver-
sion of a scene, then read and comment on the other’s version
before revising. In this way, Goodrich and Hackett created the
scripts for many hit movies, including Easter Parade, Father of
the Bride, and It’s a Wonderful Life.
the Making of a Masterpiece
The Diary of Anne Frank, a work totally different from Goodrich
and Hackett’s other writing, is considered their masterpiece.
Before they wrote the play, they spent ten days in Amsterdam
visiting the Secret Annex and questioning Otto Frank on his
memories. It took them two years and eight drafts to complete
the play, which opened on Broadway in 1955 to great acclaim.
The play won a Pulitzer Prize in 1956 and has since been per-
formed countless times in countries around the world.
Why do you think
the writers put so
much effort into this
play?
Preview the Selection
Anne Frank and her family fled the
Nazis in 1942 and went into hiding. Each
day they lived in fear of being discovered
and deported to a concentration camp.
During her time in hiding, Anne Frank
kept a diary in which she described the
events of daily life and expressed her
feelings and ideas. Her once-private
words became public after the end of
WorldWar II and have since inspired
millions of readers and audiences around
the world.
This play is based on the events Anne
described, and even includes some pas-
sages from the diary.
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I hope I shall be able to confide in you com-
pletely, as I have never been able to do in
anyone before, and I hope that you will be a
great support and comfort to me.
So begins the diary of a thirteen-year-old
Jewish girl named Anne Frank. Anne’s diary
opens in 1942 with stories of boyfriends,
parties, and school life. It closes two years
later, just days before Anne is captured and
imprisoned in a Nazi concentration camp.
Anne Frank was born in Frankfurt,
Germany, in 1929. When she was four years
old, her family immigrated to Amsterdam,
the Netherlands, to escape the anti-Jewish
measures being introduced in Germany. In
Amsterdam, Otto Frank, Anne’s father, man-
aged a company that sold pectin, a substance
used in making jams and jellies. Anne and
her older sister, Margot, enjoyed a happy,
carefree childhood until May 1940, when
the Netherlands capitulated (surrendered)
to the invading German army. Anne wrote
in her diary about the Nazi occupation that
followed:
After May 1940, good times rapidly fled:
first the war, then the capitulation, followed
by the arrival of the Germans, which is
when the sufferings of us Jews really began.
Anti-Jewish decrees followed each other in
quick succession. Jews must wear a yellow
star, Jews must hand in their bicycles, Jews
are banned from trains and are forbidden
to drive. Jews are only allowed to do their
shopping between three and five o’clock and
then only in shops which bear the placard
“Jewish shop.” Jews must be indoors by eight
o’clock and cannot even sit in their own gar-
dens after that hour. Jews are forbidden to
visit theaters, cinemas, and other places of
entertainment. Jews may not take part in
public sports. Swimming baths, tennis courts,
hockey fields, and other sports grounds are
all prohibited to them. Jews may not visit
Christians. Jews must go to Jewish schools,
and many more restrictions of a similar kind.
So we could not do this and were for-
bidden to do that. But life went on in
spite of it all.
Soon, however, the situation in the
Netherlands grew worse. As in other
German-occupied countries, the Nazis
began rounding up Jews and transporting
them to concentration camps and death
camps, where prisoners died from overwork,
starvation, or disease, or were murdered in
gas chambers. Escaping Nazi-occupied ter-
ritory became nearly impossible. Like many
Anne Frank, 1942.
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Anne FrAnk’s LiFe WorLD evenTs
1939 March: Germany invades and occupies most of
Czechoslovakia.
September 1: Germany invades Poland;WorldWar II
begins. France and Great Britain declare war on Germany
two days later.
1940 Spring: Germany invades Denmark, Norway, the
Netherlands, Belgium, Luxembourg, and France.
September 27: Japan joins the Axis.
1941 June 22: Germany invades the Soviet Union.
December: The United States enters the war on the
side of the Allied nations (including Great Britain, the
Soviet Union, and other countries) after Japan attacks
the U.S. naval base at Pearl Harbor in Hawaii.
June 12: Anne receives a diary for her thirteenth birthday.
July 6: The Franks go into hiding after Margot
receives an order to appear for deportation to a labor
camp in Germany.TheVan Pels family joins them one
week later.
November 16: Fritz Pfeffer becomes the eighth occupant
of the Secret Annex.
1942 January: The“Final Solution”is secretly announced
at a conference of Nazi officials: Europe’s Jews are to
be“exterminated,”or murdered. Construction of death
camps begins in Poland. Millions of people (Jews and
non-Jews) will die in those camps.
1943
August 4: Nazi police raid the Secret Annex; the occupants
are sent to concentration camps.
September: Mr.Van Pels dies in Auschwitz.
December 20: Fritz Pfeffer dies in Neuengamme.
1944 June 6: D-day. Allied forces land
in Normandy, in northern France,
and launch an invasion of
western Europe.
Anne’s mother, Edith Frank, dies in Auschwitz.Three weeks
later Otto Frank is freed when Auschwitz is liberated by
the Soviet army. Anne and Margot die in Bergen-Belsen
a few weeks before British soldiers liberate the camp.
PeterVan Pels dies in Mauthausen. Mrs.Van Pels dies in
Theresienstadt.
1945 May 8: The war in Europe ends
with Germany’s unconditional
surrender to the Allies.
September 2: Japan surrenders after the United
States drops atomic bombs on the Japanese cities
of Hiroshima and Nagasaki.WorldWar II ends one
week later.
Bombing of Nagasaki.
Anne, second from left,
with friends on her tenth
birthday.
The Granger Collection,
NewYork.
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Read with a Purpose Read this play to discover how Anne Frank’s
wartime experiences affect her view of the world.
Setting: Amsterdam, the Netherlands, July
1942 to August 1944; November 1945.
Act One
Scene 1
The scene remains the same throughout the
play. It is the top floor of a warehouse and
office building in Amsterdam, Holland.
The sharply peaked roof of the building
is outlined against a sea of other roof-
tops stretching away into the distance.
Nearby is the belfry of a church tower, the
Westertoren, whose carillon3 rings out the
hours. Occasionally faint sounds float up
from below: the voices of children playing in
the street, the tramp of marching feet, a boat
whistle from the canal.4
1. Miep Gies (meep khees).
2. Kraler (KRAH luhr).
3. carillon (KAR uh lahn): set of bells, each of which
produces a single tone.
4. canal: artificial waterway. Amsterdam, which was
built on soggy ground, has more than one hundred
canals, built to help drain the land. The canals are
used like streets.
the Diary of
Anne Frank
CharaCters
Occupants of the Secret Annex: Workers in Mr. Frank’s Business:
Anne Frank
Margot Frank, her older sister
Mr. Frank, their father
Mrs. Frank, their mother
PeterVan Daan
Mr.Van Daan, his father
Mrs.Van Daan, his mother
Mr. Dussel, a dentist
Miep Gies,1 a young Dutchwoman
Mr. Kraler,2 a Dutchman
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