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Dearest Kitty,

It's sweltering. Everyone is huffing and puffing, and in this heat I have to walk everywhere. Only now do I realize how pleasant a streetcar is, but we Jews are no longer allowed to make use of this luxury; our own two feet are good enough for us. Yesterday at lunchtime I had an appointment with the dentist on Jan Luykenstraat. It's a long way from our school on Stadstimmertuinen. That afternoon I nearly fell asleep at my desk. Fortunately, people automatically offer you something to drink. The dental assistant is really kind.

The only mode of transportation left to us is the ferry. The ferryman at Josef Israelkade took us across when we asked him to. It's not the fault of the Dutch that we Jews are having such a bad time.


Dearest Kitty,

So there we were, Father, Mother and I, walking in the pouring rain, each of us with a schoolbag and a shopping bag filled to the brim with the most varied assortment of items. The people on their way to work at that early hour gave us sympathetic looks; you could tell by their faces that they were sorry they couldn't offer us some kind of transportation; the conspicuous yellow star spoke for itself.---

Excerpts from the diary of Annelies Marie Frank 

I went on holiday to the Netherlands recently, on June 27 in fact. The trip was wonderful. We went to museums, rode through the canals, stayed in the most luxurious hotel in Rotterdam against our will, ate wonderful food, did wonderful drugs, the works. I came back on July 4th thoroughly convinced Holland is the most beautiful country on Earth. 

What makes the Netherlands so beautiful is not its history, its architecture, or its mild weather, it's the people.

The first night we arrived, there was a miscommunication and Aaron and I found ourselves without a place to sleep that night. Furthermore, as our cellular provider is absolutely confined to the USA, we had no phones. We spent hours walking around trying to make accommodations. On our way to buy a bed, these Turks took pity on us and allowed us their internet. Then, when Aaron and I inevitably got lost, we wandered into a hotel, and though there were no rooms available, the clerk called (I am not exaggerating this) ten or so other hotels to find us lodgings. With each call, his frustration grew. 

This stranger cared about our plight. 

Eventually, we managed to get a room in the most luxurious hotel in all of Rotterdam. Not our first choice, but a bed's a bed, regardless of how expensive it is. The clerk of the Mainport Hotel received us at 3:00 in the morning. Check out is normally at 11:00 or 12:00, but hearing of our plight, he extended our stay by one hour. 

These are not the only incidents of generosity. Never have I received such been bombarded with such kindness from strangers. Over and over again, Dutch of every creed and ethnicity and color offered a helping hand. 

I would not expect such patience and compassion from my own people.

The second-most remarkable aspect of Holland is its transportation options. The Dutch love their bicycles. The Dutch love their canals. The Dutch have so many options for travel: the trolleys of Amsterdam, the subways and trains crisscrossing the count, the canals where one can take a boat, the buses going everywhere, the bicycle and pedestrian lanes where one can safely get by, and of course the streets and highways for their cars. 

One morning, there was construction going on the train tracks, so the Dutch transit authority had buses taking commuters where the train would normally stop. 

As I rode the bus to the metro station, I had a moment of clarity: I was in a country that was genuinely invested in its people. Everyone had options, even stupid fucking tourists like me. It was right then and there that I decided I will become a Dutch citizen. 

Comparing my time in Holland versus living in the United States, I came to realize I am a frog boiling in the melting pot. Americans have normalized a lot of bullshit. Like the typical conceited fool I am, I thought I could see past the bullshit Americans normalized, but nope! I normalized terrible things. 

I work with black and brown children of low-income areas. It is always in the back of my mind that one of my boys is going to get shot and killed by a police officer. It is always in the back of my mind that my students will be the next victims in some school shooting. I also normalized being afraid for the safety of women and girls who walk outside after dark. I normalized being afraid for my safety of being outside after dark. I normalized being afraid of the police and contacting them only as a final resort. I normalized only being able to drive everywhere. I normalized the haggard and worn look of parents who, no matter how hard they try, can barely make ends meet. 

I normalized being afraid for the lives and safety of children. 

I love children; how could I normalize such awful things?

On one of our last days in Holland, I struck up a conversation with a Turkish immigrant. I told him he was living in such a beautiful country and he whole-heartedly agreed. He told me "In this country, you are free."

And he's right: Dutch are free of the worries and fears I've long-since normalized. They don't have to worry about losing their health-insurance and paying $9,000 a month for just medication (yes, Jacques, that's the monthly cost my drugs without insurance), they don't have to worry about police killing their children, they don't have to worry about not being able to get anywhere if their car breaks down. Dutch have a government that cares about its people and invests in its people. Americans have a government which mainly services the wealthy and spends money harassing/killing illiterate goat-herding peasants in mountains far, far away.

I can't bear this anymore, I'm going to get my student visa, and from there, I'll get a residency, and from there, I'll denounce my American citizenship and become a Dutch citizen. Dutch values are my values. I can't wait to contribute to to move into my new home.
  • Listening to: Hildegard of Bingen
  • Reading: The Diary of Anne Frank
  • Watching: The Chilling Adventures of Sabrina
  • Playing: Chess
  • Eating: Salad
  • Drinking: Water


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Tanner28 Featured By Owner Feb 13, 2019
I am incredibly proud of you. You are a
wonderful soul and this world is a much
better place because you're in it. Thank
you so much for being alive, for spreading
your light to others and making their
lives better, whether or not you're even
aware of it.
Also ~
However you may personally feel about your
art style as it is right now, despite what
anyone else has to say about it, first and
foremost only draw for yourself. Enjoy what
you create and create what you enjoy. If other
people like it, then great. If not, then at least
YOU are happy and satisfied with what you've
Keep safe, stay well, and may your artistic
abilities only continue to excell into something
more wonderful and beautiful as the years
progress onward.
aurora-celest Featured By Owner Feb 15, 2019
Oh my god, thank you so much! This is the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me on DA. You're a beautiful person and I wish you well!
Tanner28 Featured By Owner Feb 15, 2019

Aww, thank you kindly for saying so. :heart:
Just trying to live by the motto of 'Be the change you want to see in the world'.

Take care, keep safe, and continue being awesome!
Liacri Featured By Owner Oct 24, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you for adding my poem to your collection!
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