“As a girl I witnessed the world I loved crumble and vanish, destroyed by mindless hatred, and with it, my best friend Anne”
After a wonderful childhood for Hannah and Anne Frank and their friends, things changed irrevocably when the Netherlands came under German occupation in 1940.
After three gruelling years of occupation, when Nazi officers arrived at the home of 15-year-old Hannah Pick-Goslar, on 20th June 1943, she had no real idea just what awaited her family, but she’d heard tales and was understandably terrified. The Nazis had sealed off their neighbourhood, blocking roads and stationing soldiers on every bridge. Early in the morning, loudspeakers blared in the streets, telling Jewish residents to prepare for departure. Then a member of the green police, the wing of the German army tasked with policing civilians, banged on the Goslars’ door and told them: “You have 20 minutes to pack your things.” Hannah had her suitcase all ready and waiting for the threatened deportation. Anne Frank and her family were safely in Switzerland with family as far as Hannah knew and she was happy for Anne. She was so wrong.
Hannah’s family were told they were being sent to Bergen-Belsen, at which Hannah’s father was pleased, expecting it to be an ‘ideal’ camp whilst awaiting a prisoner exchange for which they were eligible.
The family eventually arrived there and were placed in the Sternlager camp, otherwise known as ‘Star Camp’ under the pretext that they would be exchanged for German nationals held by the Western Allies. Hannah’s father thought this meant that they were valuable and would be treated in a humane manner, but it soon became clear that apart from a few privileges, (they could keep their own clothes, and didn’t have to have their hair shorn like others) it wasn’t actually going to be the case.
Hannah would eventually meet her best friend Anne Frank again, years after they’d last seen each other, but of course it was in completely different circumstances - the events of their happy idyllic childhood gone forever.
Throughout their ordeal, Hannah’s father always tried to look on the bright side - he always had hope, and let’s face it, without hope you have nothing.
A tremendously moving memoir that I can highly recommend.
* I was invited to read this memoir by the publisher and have given an honest unbiased review in exchange *