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OTTO FRANK WITH THE HELPERS LEFT TO RIGHT: JOHANNES KLEIMAN, VICTOR KUGLER
SEATED: MIEP GIES, OTTO FRANK, BEP (ELLI) VOSKUIJL
Miep Gies (pronounced MEEP GEESE ) helped
to hide Anne Frank and her family in
the secret annex of an office building for
two years during the Nazi occupation of
Amsterdam. Miep risked her own life
many times in attempts to save the lives
of her friends and neighbors. Without her
bravery, Anne Franks THE DIARY OF A
YOUNG GIRL would have been lost forever.
ANNE FRANK, 1942
Photographs Courtesy Anne Frank House
Footsteps on the secret back stairs.
The worst sound Miep Gies has ever heard.
Worse than the World War II bomber planes buzzing over
Amsterdam. Worse than the queens quivering voice on the
radio announcing the invading Nazi army.
Those footsteps are the worst-ever sound, on this, Mieps
worst-ever day: August 4, 1944.
For they belong to Nazi officers... here to arrest the eight
friends Miep has been hiding away in office storage rooms
for two whole years.
Miep opposes the Nazis, who want to rid Europe of anyone
different from them, especially Jewish people. Brave Miep
is devoted to protecting those who are targetedeven
though it puts her in danger as well.
Ahem!
One Nazi officer approaches Mieps desk, snarling like an
angry bulldog.
Now its your turn, he growls, ready to arrest her.
But Mieps friends need her here to protect their business.
And she hears something that might save her: the Nazis accent
reveals that they are from the same far-off hometown.
I am from Vienna, too, she says, looking into his eyes.
He jerks back his head, paces, shouts. Then he leans in, his
hot breath on her face.
What shall I do with you?! he barks. Miep stands strong.
From me personally, you can stay, he says softly. Then
loudly, Ill be back to check on you. One wrong move
and off you go to prison, too!
As the Nazi officer leaves, slamming the door behind him, Miep thinks of her
friends upstairs. Closest to her heart is her boss of eleven years, Mr. Frank, and
his wife and two daughters. Miep has watched their youngestAnne Frank
grow up, from toddler to teenager, and loves her dearly.
Just this morning, Miep had visited the secret annexas Anne named the
hiding place. Anne had tossed aside the checkered diary shes always writing in,
greeting Miep with eager eyes and curious questions.
As usual, Miep had come for the morning grocery list. She crisscrosses
Amsterdam daily, cautious as a cat, shopping for eight amid food shortages and
suspicious soldiers. But now, no more meals will be eaten in the secret annex...
Instead, Mieps Jewish friendsand two coworkers whod
also helped themare led into a Nazi police van.
Surely they will be sent to the cruel Nazi prison camps.
Miep nearly chokes at the thought.
S c r e e e e c h !
The van tears off down the street. They are gone.
Miep sits alone, still as a statue, barely breathing.
She knows the Nazis will send movers to take her friends
possessionstheir furniture, jewelry, dishes, everything.
The Nazis steal it all for themselvesand arrest those
who keep any captured Jews belongings.
There is one item, though, that Miep must save. It calls
silently from the musty rooms above.
Yet, she cannot bring herself to budge.
Tick.
Tick.
Tick.
The clock echoes in the empty office. Hours have passed since
the Nazis left and still Miep has not moved.
But, when her husband, Henk, arrives with a coworker, Elli, Miep
snaps back into action. She climbs up to the secret annex with them.
Miep cringes at the sight of her friends belongings, toppled and
strewn about. Then she dashes into the Franks bedroom and spots it:
young Anne Franks diary, on the floor.
She pictures Anne leaning over her cherished diary, her hair
skimming its pages. She knows Anne dreams of publishing it as a
book after the war. It has been Annes paper friend, her lifeline,
during two lonely years in hiding.
Grasping the checkered book in her shaking hands, Miep urges
Elli to help pick up the loose pages of Annes scrawling handwriting
scattered across the floor.
They should not risk taking anything else. But Miep grabs one more
item: Annes delicate combing shawl, strands of her dark hair clinging
to its fabric like silky noodles.
Ba-bum-ba-bum-ba-bum.
Mieps heartbeat pounds inside her ears like a motor
as she rushes down the stairs to her desk.
She shoves the diary, papers, and shawl into a drawer and slams it shut.
When the Nazis movers come to take her friends belongings, Miep
sits frozen in place. Annes items hide in the drawer beside her.
She lets out her breath when the movers leave. She has rescued the diary.
She will not read itof course not. It belongs to Anne. And she will
save it for Anne to publish after the war.
Miep clings to one hope in that dark, dismal time:
Annes return.
Whoosh!!
Henk flings open their apartment door, the wind at his back.
It has been nine months since their friends arrestawful months
of wartime hunger, sadness, and fear.
Miep, I have good news for you, Henk says. The war is over!
The Nazis have surrendered.
Miep and Henk wait for weeks, for rescuers planes to bring food,
for friends and neighbors to return from the camps. Some people
trickle back into town, skinny as skeletons, with nothing but the
soiled Nazi camp uniforms on their backs.
Will the Frank family be among them?
Miep looks out their apartment window one afternoon. Could
it be? Mr. Frank himself trudges up to their front door, looking
as frail and dazed as an injured bird.
Mieps eyes glisten with tears of relief. But her heart drops when
Mr. Frank speaks. His wife is not coming back, he says. She died
of illness and starvation in the camp.
He holds hope for Anne and her sister, though. Sent to another
camp, theyd still been healthy enough to work the hard labor the
Nazis demanded.
Miep provides Mr. Frank a room and nurses him back to health
and work. A wordless waiting joins them at the office, as Mr. Frank
writes desperate letters searching for his daughters.
Sssssshhhhhhhhhhp.
Sorting mail, Mr. Frank slices open a letter. This becomes the second
worst sound Miep has ever heard.
For the letter contains the worst possible news: Anne and her sister
did not survive the war. Illness took them just two months before the
Nazi surrender.
The air in the office hangs as still and shattered as the day of the capture.
Miep sits stunned, sick from the shock of her one hope... lost.
Miep opens her desk drawer and gathers Annes diary, papers, and shawl
in her trembling hands once again. She has not touched them since she
placed them there on that dreadful day many months ago.
Handing them to Mr. Frank, she says, This is what Anne has left.
Mr. Frank gasps. He had given Anne the little diary three years earlier
on her birthday, just before the family slipped into hiding.
His knees nearly buckle as he takes the precious items to his private office.
Flip flip flip.