[youtube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AWRBi?rel=0&wmode=transparent&wmode=transparent&autoplay=0&wmode=transparent&autoplay=0&wmode=transparent&autoplay=0&wmode=transparent&autoplay=0&wmode=transparent&autoplay=0&wmode=transparent&autoplay=0&wmode=transparent&autoplay=0]Anne Frank wrote in a diary and today she is a leader in the world even though she died in a Nazi Concentration Camp
Anne Frank died at the age of 15 in the Bergen-Belsen Concentration camp, just weeks before the end of World War II. She was not alone. She died with millions of other people from all nationalities.
What makes her death, or life, significant?
She wrote in a diary her thoughts and feelings as they came to her.
She wrote because she loved to write. She wrote because she had nobody she could fully trust. Kitty was Anne’s best friend. Kitty survived the Holocaust and World War II.
The only person who knew she was writing a diary was her father Otto, who later published the book that was to become world famous, an epic account from behind the lines of terror.
You wonder what she would have been like had she lived. She would be 85 or 86 years old now. You wonder if she hadn’t died, if her diary would have ever been read, by anyone at all. After all, it is an intensely intimate account about her feelings as a young girl, and this glimpse of her ensuing womanhood is a naive and honest exploration of that process.
In an interview with her father, he says that he never knew the Anne that was revealed in the diary. He goes on to say, that it is this that shows it is impossible for parents to know the depth of their children’s thoughts.
Such thoughts are rarely talked about, really the only way to come up with such thoughts is to write. Only then, can you see what is in the heart and mind of a soul. Although words are a cheap substitute for the actual value of a person’s being, it is the closest we can come to know a person from the inside.
Maybe such intimate thoughts shouldn’t be read to the world, maybe it isn’t anyone’s business what is in the heart of a person. But, what are we afraid of? What is it we want to hide from the world?
Our humanness? Our frailty? Our passions and lusts and all of the things the world calls ”dirty” but are actually quite natural? The deepest recesses of the human experience go lost in a world laced with judgement and fear takes away our courage and pride of being who we are.
Anne lived in a period of the very worst that humanity can muster. She was on the front lines of injustice. Yet, her diary is not calous at all. It isn’t a pitty party. She doesn’t whine at the pages. The diary is really quite funny and reveals the optimism of a life just starting.
What a loss to the world it would have been had she never written her diary. She had time, no doubt, a lot of it, stuck in the back apartment of the house in Amsterdam.
Today, paper is abundant and ink and pencils, journals and all sorts of diaries exist. But, only a few people write and it is getting to be fewer and fewer.
This blog, is a journal of sorts, no end to it’s room to write, record and share the things that are important to us. Don’t let life go by without recording it for future generations. Let it live in a blog, and encourage others to do the same, and with every blog that is created after you, your income grows, as does those who blog as well. You don’t have to earn money, but earning money seems a small price to pay for an eternal testimony to your existence.
Where would we be without Anne Frank? The Nazis killed her, but she lives on more powerful than ever, through words that she wrote in the years before she died. We would have missed out on her life. Lets not miss out on yours!
Probably the most important message that comes from this diary is simply the honesty of what is written. No lies – – truth. How rare is that?