Day: March 10, 2023

Her body was so cold. The man’s hands smeared with blood. I thought we could save Elizabeth. I was wrong. Her neck. I couldn’t take that scene out of my mind. In my mind, I wondered how many people out there in other towns in England were under rubble or pieces of Anderson Shelters. Words couldn’t describe my anger for Hitler. I don’t really know Elizabeth. She has been at my school, so I feel like I have lost something in my life. I could feel tears filling my eyes. They never come down. Looking back at the scene, I’ll never forget looking at the pale, bloody body of innocent little Elizabeth. I picture my life as a bunch of balloons. When something bad happens in my life, one of the balloons pops. Elizabeth is one of those balloons. The balloons of Papa and Mutti have already popped. My few balloons left consist of Aunt Miriam and others like Mrs Huntley. I walk past the perfectly intact green gate. Hitler knew what he was doing, he knew people would die. He just doesn’t care.

Room 8 is reading Pennies for Hitler by Jackie French. As part of our learning we had to choose a critical moment from different parts of his time in london. We split into 4 groups and chose our scene. Our group chose a part where the main character, Georg, a German – Jew escaping Germany to England, was staring at his favourite place in London, the Library, in flames, with bodies everywhere. We chose this scene because it showed how Georg lost something important in his life. After we chose it we then drew our scene on paper. After that we then made the chosen scene out of clay. It took a while, and it was hard to make it, but it was worth it. 15 minutes later, it was all finished. All our groups went around, looking at each others, and giving feedback. It was my first time with clay, and it was a very fun experience. Thank you to Miss George for letting us make it, and I will hope to make some more next time!