Sunday, April 7, 2013

The House By The Sea

March 6 1943- Ellen, Kirstie, Mother, and I were now living in a house by the sea. Ellen and I had no idea what the point of it was but we did whatever was told to us because of the threats from the Nazis. It was Uncle Henrik's house that he welcomed us into. It was in the middle of the woods, but still close to the sea. This was perfect for him because he was a fisherman. He had a nice boat named "the mother". One day i wish to sail on it. From the front porch of the old house, you could look out beyond the ocean and see Sweden, a free land. 

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