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last diary entry of Anne Frank

Tuesday, 1 August, 1944:

Dearest Kitty,

“A bundle of contradictions” was the end of my previous letter and is the beginning of this one. Can you please tell me exactly what “a bundle of contradictions” is? What does “contradiction” mean? Like so many words, it can be interpreted in two ways: a contradiction imposed from without and one imposed from within.

The former means not accepting other people’s opinions, always knowing best, having the last word; in short, all those unpleasant traits for which I’m known. The latter, for which I’m not known, is my own secret.

As I’ve told you many times, I’m split in two. One side contains my exuberant cheerfulness, my flippancy, my joy in life and, above all, my ability to appreciate the lighter side of things. By that I mean not finding anything wrong with flirtations, a kiss, an embrace, an off-colour joke. This side of me is usually lying in wait to ambush the other one, which is much purer, deeper and finer. No one knows Anne’s better side, and that’s why most people can’t stand me….

Oh, I can be an amusing clown for an afternoon, but after that everyone’s had enough of me to last a month. Actually, I’m what a romantic movie is to a profound thinker – a mere diversion, a comic interlude, something that is soon forgotten: not bad, but not particularly good either.

I hate having to tell you this, but why shouldn’t I admit it when I know it’s true? My lighter, more superficial side will always steal a march on the deeper side and therefore always win. You can’t imagine how often I’ve tried to push away this Anne, which is only half of what is known as Anne-to beat her down, hide her. But it doesn’t work, and I know why.

I’m afraid that people who know me as I usually am will discover I have another side, a better and finer side. I’m afraid they’ll mock me, think I’m ridiculous and sentimental and not take me seriously. I’m used to not being taken seriously, but only the “light-hearted” Anne is used to it and can put up with it; the “deeper” Anne is too weak. If I force the good Anne into the spotlight for even fifteen minutes, she shuts up like a clam the moment she’s called upon to speak, and lets Anne number one do the talking. Before I realize it, she’s disappeared.

So the nice Anne is never seen in company. She’s never made a single appearance, though she almost always takes the stage when I’m alone. I know exactly how I’d like to be, how I am… on the inside. But unfortunately I’m only like that with myself. And perhaps that’s why-no, I’m sure that’s the reason why I think of myself as happy on the inside and other people think I’m happy on the outside. I’m guided by the pure Anne within, but on the outside I’m nothing but a frolicsome little goat tugging at its tether.

As I’ve told you, what I say is not what I feel, which is why I have a reputation for being boy-crazy as well as a flirt, a smart aleck and a reader of romances. The happy-go-lucky Anne laughs, gives a flippant reply, shrugs her shoulders and pretends she doesn’t give a darn. The quiet Anne reacts in just the opposite way. If I’m being completely honest, I’ll have to admit that it does matter to me, that I’m trying very hard to change myself, but that I I’m always up against a more powerful enemy.

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A voice within me is sobbing, “You see, that’s what’s become of you. You’re surrounded by negative opinions, dismayed looks and mocking faces, people, who dislike you, and all because you don’t listen to the advice of your own better half.”

Believe me, I’d like to listen, but it doesn’t work, because if I’m quiet and serious, everyone thinks I’m putting on a new act and I have to save myself with a joke, and then I’m not even talking about my own family, who assume I must be sick, stuff me with aspirins and sedatives, feel my neck and forehead to see if I have a temperature, ask about my bowel movements and berate me for being in a bad mood, until I just can’t keep it up anymore, because when everybody starts hovering over me, I get cross, then sad, and finally end up turning my heart inside g out, the bad part on the outside and the good part on the inside, and keep trying to find a way to become what I’d like to be and what I could be if… if only there were no other people in the world.

Yours, Anne M. Frank

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We don't hate women and girls. We don't hate them at all. Religion is about caring for the poor. We care about when women suffer. Christian faith is very feminine. Mercy is a pro-woman thing. Yes, there may be some horrible cretins out there who are the wrong type of pro-life. These buggars believe that women are to be the slaves of men! They believe that this whole true love 💘 nonsense justifies it. This is false Christian faith. Do not listen to this false doctrine! We do believe that women are human. They don't stop being human, merely because someone is interested in them. The world is against us because we believe in this. We know that we are right. We know that we cannot be wrong. I don't care what the world says. We don't hate women and girls. We don't hate anyone at all!

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I like her, but is that even moral? Is it even moral for me to want to be friends with her? Can anybody know whether it can ever be allowed for a man to like a female for any reason? How do you know that this interest is what it seems? Is it moral for a man to notice a female? That is not so easy of a question. So much bad happens in the world, and nothing good ever. Is it ever good for any one to enjoy anything? I will try to not make her think about me at all ever!

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sobriquet

challah bread: copied exactly form https://www.recipegirl.com/sweet-challah-bread/

SWEET CHALLAH BREAD

yield: 1 LARGE LOAF OR 2 SMALLER LOAVES

PREP TIME:35 MINUTES + RISING TIMES

COOK TIME:

INGREDIENTS:

• One .25-ounce envelope active dry yeast
• 2 tablespoons granulated white sugar
• 1 1/2 cups warm water (110 to 115 degrees F), divided
• 5 cups all-purpose flour, divided
• 2 teaspoons salt
• 2 large Eggland's Best eggs, beaten
• 2 tablespoons canola or vegetable oil
• 1/2 cup granulated white sugar
• 1 large Eggland's Best egg yolk, slightly beaten
• 2 tablespoons poppy seeds, optional

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DIRECTIONS:

1. In a small bowl, combine the yeast, 2 tablespoons sugar, and 1/4 cup warm water in a small bowl. Let stand for 5 minutes until the yeast is foamy.
2. Sift 4 1/2 cups flour and salt into a large mixing bowl. Make a well in the center of the dough and drop in the eggs, oil, remaining 1 1/4 cups water, 1/2 cup sugar and yeast mixture. Work the liquids into the dough mixture with your hands.
3. Turn the dough onto a floured board (or silicone mat), and knead until smooth and elastic- 5 to 8 minutes. Place in a mixing bowl and brush the top with additional oil. Cover loosely with a clean dishtowel and let sit in a warm place to rise for one hour.
4. Punch down the dough, cover and let it rise again until it has doubled in bulk. Turn the dough out onto the floured board. Divide the dough into 3 equal parts to make one large loaf, or six equal parts to make two smaller loaves.
5. Flour your hands, then roll each piece of dough into a rope so that they are all of equal length. Braid and place loaves on greased cookie sheet. Cover and let rise until double in size.
6. Preheat the oven to 375 degrees F. Brush the bread with egg yolk and sprinkle with poppy seeds (if desired). Bake 38 to 45 minutes, or until golden brown.

TIPS:

• Leftover challah bread makes great French toast!

SOURCE:  RecipeGirl.com

Thank you to Miranda Couse of CookieDoughAndOvenMitt.com for shooting the photos for this post!

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