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think she is glad. I have
to stop writing now, because
soon the bell will
ring.
Folkestone, November 11, [19]38
Now it is French class and since
I’m not learning French,
I can write again. Yesterday
I wrote an English letter to
Uncle Oskar. I hope
he will understand it. If
not, I’ve just had bad luck. I
have already had bad luck, however,
because I’ve already lost it, that is, the letter.
I just have to
write a second letter.
Yesterday evening we
saw a film. It was

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in the gym. It was about the Bushveld.
It is a sort of jungle. It
was very interesting. There were
two intermissions in between.
Today I really don’t know anything
more to write except: that I
am terribly annoyed that I
have lost the letter.
Folkestone, November 12, 1938
Now it is 11:30 a.m. and I have
finished my homework, so I have
time again to write in my diary.
It is also truly
disgraceful of me
to neglect my diary so. I
could have completely filled it by now.
But that is surely the least important thing.
Now, something very