RT. HON. SIR WINSTON SPENCER CHURCHILL
ANNE FRANK
ROUND TABLE OF NEBRASKA
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Omaha Chapter of the International Churchill Society
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January 25th
Sunday 1:30 pm at the Bookworm
http://wrldhstry.com/WinstonChurchill_AnneFrank_Online_Resources.htm
Martin Gilbert’s
Winston S. Churchill Volume 6 Finest Hour 1939-1940
Chapter 19 ‘Battle Of France’ (1983, pages 361-377)
Hannah Pick-Goslar’s
My Friend Anne Frank Chapter 9 ‘Westerbork’ (2023, pages 128-147)
Articles
Auschwitz survivor Eva Schloss, the stepsister of Holocaust victim Anne Frank and co-founder of an eponymous UK organization created in her memory
https://www.jpost.com/diaspora/article-882347
May 19 1940
Broadcast London
After this battle in France abates its force, there will come the battle for our Island — for all that Britain is, and all the Britain means
Excerpt from Winston S. Churchill The Complete Speeches 1997-1963 Volume VI 1935-1942 (1974, pages 6222-6223)
“ARM YOURSELVES AND BE YE MEN OF VALOUR”
May 19, 1940
Broadcast, London
Full text of speech
https://winstonchurchill.org/resources/speeches/1940-the-finest-hour/be-ye-men-of-valour/
Audio of speech
https://www.youtube.com/watch?app=desktop&v=s_jYYl74awM
Our task is not only to win the battle – but to win the war. After this battle in France abates its force, there will come the battle for our Island — for all that Britain is, and all the Britain means. That will be the struggle. In that supreme emergency we shall not hesitate to take every step, even the most drastic, to call forth from our people the last ounce and the last inch of effort of which they are capable. The interests of property, the hours of labour, are nothing compared with the struggle of life and honour, for right and freedom, to which we have vowed ourselves.
I have received from the Chiefs of the French Republic, and in particular form its indomitable Prime Minister, M. Reynaud, the most sacred pledges that whatever happens they will fight to the end, be it bitter or be it glorious. Nay, if we fight to the end, it can only be glorious.
Having received His Majesty’s commission, I have formed an Administration of men and women of every Party and of almost every point of view. We have differed and quarrelled in the past; but now one bond unites us all — to wage war until victory is won, and never to surrender ourselves to servitude and shame, whatever the cost and the agony may be. If this is one of the most awe-striking periods in the long history of France and Britain, it is also beyond doubt the most sublime. Side by side, unaided except by their kith and kin in the great Dominions and by the wide empires which rest beneath their shield – side by side, the British and French peoples have advanced to rescue not only Europe but mankind from the foulest and most soul-destroying tyranny which has ever darkened and stained the pages of history. Behind them – behind us – behind the Armies and Fleets of Britain and France – gather a group of shattered States and bludgeoned races: the Czechs, the Poles, the Norwegians, the Danes, the Dutch, the Belgians – upon all of whom the long night of barbarism will descend, unbroken even by a star of hope, unless we conquer, as conquer we must, as conquer we shall.
Summer 1943
Westerbork, Netherlands
I started scrubbing and thought back to this time last summer …
The school year was ending; Anne, Sanne, Ilse and Jacque and I were still in the Little Dipper Minus Two club
Excerpt from Hannah Pick-Goslar’s
My Friend Anne Frank (2023, Page 133)
As I went into the toilets that first day of work with a bucket and scrubbing brush, sick to my stomach from the stench and filth, I felt very sorry for myself. I started scrubbing and thought back to this time last summer. Mama was alive still. I had no idea what grief felt like or that my friends could just vanish. The school year was ending; Anne, Sanne, Ilse and Jacque and I were still in the Little Dipper Minus Two club; still living in our homes, playing ping pong and eating ice cream. The rivalries and squabbles felt very far away. But still the confidences shared and jokes and gossip traded felt so close. I could almost hear us giggling as we sat on the stairs of Anne’s building facing Merwedeplein.