- Diary Readings: Where there's hope, there's life. It fills us with fresh courage and makes us strong again.
- Diary Readings: I don't want to have lived in vain, like most people. I want to be useful or bring enjoyment to people, even those I've never met. I want to go on living even after my death.
- Laureen Nussbaum: I remember very strongly that Mr. Frank was seen as an ideal Daddy. That he was "the* Daddy. Because he was so much involved in his girls' education. And, then there was the story that he fixed his wife breakfast on Sunday morning and brought it to her bedside - which was unheard of in our circles. So, that news made around, "Ah, Mr. Frank does this for his wife. How great."
- Narration: Pfeffer took up residence in Anna's bedroom, complete with his drill and dental implements. While none of those in hiding would now lack treatment of cavities, the relationship between the 54 year old disciplinarian and the free spirit in her early teens was inevitably stormy.
- Isa Baschwitz: [referring to Anne as a young child] Every time that girl was naughty, was impertinent. Later on, very, *really* impertinent.
- Narration: Franks formed the hub of an active social life amongst the other refugee families. But, for one visitor, at least, Anna's behavior made the Sunday gathering something of an ordeal.
- Isa Baschwitz: She was - just what you would call naughty!
- Hanneli Goslar: We will start with a sentence my mother said always. My mother said, "God knows everything. Anna knows everything better." And this describes Anna, you understand?
- Narration: Her early diary jottings were typical of a 13 year old: gossip about school friends, jokes, and a record of her unextraordinary daily life - together with photos and other scraps. But, in the years that followed, she, in deed, also shared her most intimate secrets - including her increasing interest in the development of her body and in sex.
- Hanneli Goslar: Anna was - in America you say spicy. Spicy girl. She always was fighting with the boys. The boys liked her. The girls liked her. She also always was in the center of things.
- Narration: Her prized gift, that 13th birthday, on Friday, the 12th of June, 1942, was her diary. A present she had bought with her father a few days before.
- Narration: From the beginning, Anna addressed her diary as a special friend with whom she would conduct a secret correspondence. Her first entry was this:
- Diary Readings: I hope I will be able to confide everything to you, as I have never been able to confide in anyone and I hope you will be a great source of comfort and support.
- Narration: In one of her first diary entries in hiding, Anna described her new home to her imaginary friend.
- Diary Readings: Thursday, July 9th, 1942. Dear Kitty, our secret annex is at the back of the building. There's just one small step from the door and then you're inside. Straight ahead of you is a steep flight of stairs. To the left is a narrow hallway opening up to a room that serves as the Frank family's living room and bedroom. Next door is a smaller room, the bedroom and study of the two young ladies of the family. To the right of the stairs is a windowless washroom with a sink. The door in the corner leads to the toilet and another one to Margot's and my room. If you go up the stairs and open the door at the top, you're surprised to see such a large light and spacious room in an old canal house like this. It contains a stove and a sink. This will be the kitchen and bedroom for Mr. and Mrs. van Pels, as well as the general living room, dining room, and study for us all. a tiny side room is to be Peter van Pels' bedroom. Then, just as in the front part of the building, there's an attic and a loft.
- Self - Anne's cousin: When I think that when Anne wrote about Switzerland and about me, it must have been a painful thought to her to realize that she was like a bird in a cage and we over here in Switzerland were free to do anything we wanted to do. And all her dreams were caged in and we, the boys - her cousins, could fulfill everything she was dreaming of. That must have been a very, very hard thing for her.
- Self - Anne's friend: What interested Anne very much was her sexual behavior. And she wanted to know what it was all about and she didn't know anything. And she asked her father about it. And I knew much more than she did, because I had my sister who told me everything. So, I thought, well, I'm not going to enlighten you altogether, you just ask your father.
- Self - Anne's friend: At the time, Anne's body was not changing yet and I think that she was curious because she had some little - she used a bra from Margot with got some wool in it to show a bit of breast and I did not need that kind of thing. And she was interested to see exactly...
- Diary Readings: Tuesday, June 6, 1944. Dearest Kitty, this is D-Day, the BBC announced at 12. This is the day. The invasion has begun. A huge commotion in the annex. Is this really the beginning of a long awaited liberation? The liberation we've all talked so much about - which still seems too good, too much of a fairy tale ever to come true? Will this year, 1944, bring us victory? We don't know yet.
- Self - Westerbork Survivor: Sometimes we stood up. We got up and looked through - cracks. And when we were at the station when the train stopped, because, we still had no idea how we went and where it would end and how long it would take.
- Self - Margot's classmate: I remember very well, too, that you were naked before men. And I was educated... in the values of my people. And I got a shock. I knew that from this moment on all your norms and values were of no importance any more and that it was a quite new set of values to be learned. And if you didn't learn it, you would be dead. That, I remembered that I - I realized in one second and I was only 18 years old.
- Narration: After four days in the cellars of the Gestapo building, the prisoners were taken to the railway station in Amsterdam. There they were loaded under guard onto an ordinary passenger train. Jenny Brillslijper, a member of the Dutch Resistance, was amongst the prisoners.
- Self - Dutch Resistance Prisoner: What I saw was a family. There were a number of people, a very worried father and a nervous mother and two children wearing sports clothes I believe. Of course it was more than fifty years ago. They had sports clothes on and backpacks with them. And the four of them stayed together constantly. They spoke ver softly to one another and there were other people there. It was a beautiful day. The sun shone to greet you. The houses of the city were bathed in gold. And those people all had a sort of silent melancholy about them. Nobody said anything. I cannot say that the people were afraid. We went to meet the unknown. We didn't know what was waiting for us.
- Self - Westerbork Prisoner Aug: He was older, much older than I was. And he said, "You know, why don't you call me Papa Frank? Because, I have to have something in my life that I can be a Papa to." I don't know what he was talking about. I said, "What do you mean? I have a father and he is hidden in the Netherlands, in Holland. And if you do it for me, you don't have to do it for me, because I have already a father." And he said, "Right. I know." He said, "You do it for me, because I'm a type of a man I need this. I need somebody to be a Papa for." So, I told him, "If it will help you, I'll do that." He said, "Call me Papa Frank."
- Narration: Anna, Margot and Edith Frank, together with Mrs. Pels, were among the 212 women from the Dutch train who were granted entry into that special hell they call Auschwitz-Birkenau. They were place in Women's Block 29.
- Self - Margot's classmate: The last time I saw Anna, Margot, and Mrs. Frank was when they were having a selection for work in camp. But, didn't - never knew for what the selection was. But, Anna and her mother told that Anna was not allowed to go with our group, because she had scabies. Her mother and Margot decided to stay with Anna. We went to a labor camp where we didn't get food and hard work. But, most of us survived. There were a few deaths and there were no gas chambers. Had she not had that scabies and had they gone with our transport, they had had a better chance to survive.
- Self - Westerbork Prisoner Aug: People around us, like we all were, very nervous - talking about food, all the time - talking about clothes, that we didn't have any, practically no clothes, only striped clothes is all we had - and the food was just a piece of bread, what they give you. It was really bad. So, Mr. Frank and I, we knew each other from Westerbrook, and he said, "Well, we should get away from those people, because if you start talking about, all the time, about food and everything - your brain is gonna go." And we said, we understand physically we maybe will not survive this.
- [starts to break down, regains his compsure]
- Self - Westerbork Prisoner Aug: So, we should try to do - survive mentally and try to talk about things that have nothing to do with the camp, like, let's say, "Do you remember the melody from the ninth symphony from Beethoven?" And then we start singing to each other. Just to get away from this fear. Just to get our brain thinking about other things. We talked about Van Gogh, Rembrandt. "Did you ever go to the Van Gogh Museum?" "Did you ever go to the Rijksmuseum?" And all those things just not to - to get out of our - are meant to get out of this here. And, it really helped, I think.
- Self - Westerbork Prisoner June: There were birds here. I wanted to be a bird. Freedom. Freedom, freedom. I said, "Oh, how nice to be a bird. You can fly wherever you go." I was simple jealous of birds.
- Self - Westerbork Prisoner Aug: I was standing one time, in the snow, naked. After we came back from our work, we stand about here, about outside here. And a German soldier came and he had his fur coat on and he was - he looked at me, he said, "It's cold, huh! It's cold!" I didn't even answer. I just looked at him. And he said, "You know, you know you will not survive this. You know that. But, in case you will survive," he said, "But, I'll take care of it that it's not gonna happen. Nobody, but nobody will believe you - what we did to you people. Nobody."
- Hanneli Goslar: [meeting Anne at Bergen-Belsen] I was standing there in the cold and I was waiting. And then suddenly I heard her - somebody calling me - and it was Anna. And this was - the first thing we both were starting to cry. And then I said, "What are you doing here? You were - are in Switzerland?" And she answered me, "We wanted this rumor to go around, because we hoped then the Germans will not look after us." And then she said she had nobody anymore. And this was not right and I am so very sorry.
- Hanneli Goslar: [about her time in Bergen-Belsen] One day a friend of mine tells me, "You know, between all these women, there is your friend, Anne Frank." And, I don't know, I felt very crazy, because I was thinking the whole time, Anna is safe and she's in Switzerland. I was sure of this. This was what the tenant said to me.
- Hanneli Goslar: [meeting Anne at Bergen-Belsen] I always think, if she had known her father is still alive, after her sister died, she just was without any hope. And, maybe she had, you know, it was only one month she died before the liberation. But, she didn't know and so, she had, really nothing to live for.
- Narration: She was just 15 when she died. A miserable and lonely death in a concentration camp in Germany. Yet, she is remembered for her faith in humanity.
- Narration: While his daughter was innocently absorbed with her developing body, Otto Frank was mindful that if Nazi measures against Jews continued to their inevitable conclusion, he and his family would need to take special precautions to protect themselves.
- Diary Readings: No one is spared. The sick, the elderly, children, babies, and pregnant women. All are marched to their death. I get frightened myself when I think of close friends who are now at the mercy of the cruelest monsters to stalk the earth. And all because they're Jews.
- Diary Readings: Ten years after the war, people would find it very amusing to read how we lived, what we ate, and what we talked about as Jews in hiding.
- Narration: When the Germans captured Jews in hiding, they looted everything of value. Officially, this booty was meant to finance the transportation of the Jewish prisoners to the Polish death camps. But, corruption was rife and Jewish valuables often lined the pocket of Nazi policemen. Needing a container for his loot, the Frank's Austrian arresting officer, SS-Obersturmführer Karl Josef Silberbauer, empty the contents of Otto Frank's briefcase onto the floor and, thus, he left behind Anna's diary.
- Miep Gies: After the Franks and the other people were away, I come here in and found - the diary, scattered on the floor. Bep and me, we saw this. That is the diary of Anne! Please take - take it. We took all the things, but, I was afraid that I had not all the paper of the diary. I knew that. But, I was so in a hurry. Because, I was afraid that this officer came again.
- Narration: Eight-three trains left Westerbork during the war for the east - for the death camps of Auschwitz and Sobibor. On September the third, 1944, they loaded many of the Jews in Westerbork onto the very last transport to Auschwitz. One thousand and nineteen men, women, and children, amongst them the group of eight from the secret annex. For most it was to be their last sight of Holland.
- Self - Westerbork Survivor: Darkness - is the first thing I think about. Being cramped in. Too many people. No room enough. Luggage. No possibility to lie. Sitting - for three days. Now and then standing.
- Narration: According to Auschwitz's own records, more than half the people from that train were gassed on the day after their arrival. September the 6th, 549 Jews, among them, every child under the age of 15.
- Self - Dutch Resistance Prisoner: The bodies from our barracks, we almost couldn't lift them any more. They were thrown onto a pile between the barracks and inscribed on my eyes are these people in every possible position, in every possible form, covered in snow, completely naked - because they would always be undressed. On pile with wide open eyes. We tried to close as many eyes as possible. It didn't always work.
- Self - Dutch Resistance Prisoner: He stood on the porch and rang the bell and remained standing on the porch. He said, "Are you Janny Brandes?" And I said, "Yes". "Can I come in?" Because he was a very polite gentleman. He came into the hallway and remained standing there and said, "What happened to my daughters? I am Otto." I could hardly speak because it was very difficult to tell someone that his children were not alive any more. I said, "They are no more." He turned deathly pale and slumped down into a chair. I just put my arm around him.
- Self - Dutch Resistance Prisoner: It is terrible when you are covered in lice. Anne had thrown away her clothes and came to us crying, wrapped only in her grey blanket. Lientje, my sister, lay sick and I couldn't do anything except give Anne some clothes to wear and give her some delousing material. And I promised to come to her the next day, to come to both of them because she said, "You have to come. Margot is so ill." I suppose she also had typhus. I'm not sure. But the next day I couldn't get away and it took at least four or five days before I went to her and then they were already dead.
- Narration: Otto Frank, weighing less than 115 pounds, was amongst the lucky few that the Russians found alive in Auschwitz.
- Hanneli Goslar: I'm quite obliged to tell about her. And she wanted to be so very famous. I can't help a lot of this, but, a little bit. I think, what a waste, such a young life should end and without any, any reason. She could have really given something to the world. The whole thing is crazy. My father died there one week after I saw her and I don't know. I cannot judge this whole period. Nobody can understand it, I think. I don't know.
- Miep Gies: I took the diary out of my desk and gave him it with the words, "That is a testament from your daughter, Anne." Can you look? Can you see how this man looked at me? Lost his wife. Lost his two children. He had the diary.
- Self - South African President 1994 - 1999, Political Prisoner 1964 - 1990: During the many years my comrades and I spent in the prison, we derived inspiration from the courage and tenacity of those who challenge injustice, even under the most difficult circumstances. Some of us read Anne Frank's diary on Robben Island and derived much encouragement from it.