It was fitting that I finished this book today, on the 75th anniversary of the liberation of the Netherlands. Diet Eman's war biography is a heartfelt epitaph of the courage in the Dutch resistance against the Nazis.
At first, I was slightly concerned that this was one of those poorly-written war memoirs that excitedly recounts the author's war experiences in a scattershot fashion, rushing to hit the highlights and then haphazardly backfilling important information that wasn't properly organized in the flow originally. At first I also wondered if Diet's biblical and Christian references would start to overwhelm the narrative to the point of evangelism. However, as I got into her story, I realized how genuine and heartfelt she really was. This poor woman lived through a lot in the five years of the Dutch occupation, lost the love of her life, and had to be coaxed by family and friends to tell her story only many years later.
Diet Eman grew up in a fairly religious family in the Hague and fell in love with the young man, Hein Sietsma, who was staying as a lodger with her family just before the outbreak of war. Diet and Hein were really disturbed by the Nazi persecution of Jews and Dutch citizens who dared resist the occupiers, so much so that they became involved themselves. Diet, who was admittedly a naive, carefree tomboy sort of girl as a teenager, soon found herself becoming harder and more street smart through her involvement in the resistance. She became a tireless runner of deeds across the country, often on foot and bicycle, to help hide and supply Jews and others in the resistance. The book recounts these tales of daring and courage, and she maintains a light-hearted and optimistic tone about the dangerous work that she and her comrades endured.
Even when she and Hein are eventually captured and imprisoned in separate incidents in 1944, she can still see the bright side and humour in some situations, although it is definitely a dark and trying period in her life. She definitely drew on her spiritual side for strength, as she outsmarts the Gestapo and is eventually released after a few months. She spends the rest of the war back in the farming region from which she was headquartered previously, not far from where my mother herself was living as a teenage girl. Diet continued and even increased her resistance efforts as the war drew to its conclusion and the German army clung desperately to its shrinking area of occupation. And all the while she was unsure about the whereabouts of her fiance Hein.
As my mother told me about those days of occupation, although the times were bleak and anxiety-ridden, there were great bonds of community and a sense of something "bigger than oneself" that helped people cope and move through it. I was happy to hear Diet echo this philosophy. Although she went through many bad times and was devastated when she found Hein had died in Dachau, she would not have done anything differently, given the choice. Of course, in real life we are never given the choice to do things over again but must just do our best in the time and circumstances we are given. I am glad that Diet Eman chose to live her life the way she did and decided to tell the world her story, as painful as it was, before she left us.
Those that forget history are always doomed to repeat it.