Meeting Anne Frank
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We left Austria in 1938 when Hitler came in with his armies, but my father went to Holland. But by the time we were ready to follow, my mother and me and my brother, the Dutch had closed their borders, so we had to sneak into Belgium. But when the war was already declared in 1939, my father decided we should come on a visiting permit to Amsterdam, to be in the same country.
And so we moved in February 1940 to the Merwedeplein, which is a square in Amsterdam, and across the street lived the Frank family, because it was a quite a new built area and there were lots of empty apartments there and many German and Austrian Jews lived there. And we were both at the time eleven years old, and after school all the children went out to play in this big square. And that's where I met Anne for the first time.