September 29: Papa is so happy he no longer has to work the fish market. He hated how his hands always smelled like fish. October 12: Momma begs Papa to leave for England with the rest, but he refuses. We now spend lots of time playing and singing. I am hungry, but we are together more often. It is worth it to me. November 25: I want to leave now, too. Sounds from the east crawl along the ground, and then up my neck..... -- Neelie Klaveren, Rotterdam, Netherlands