So I was looking through my blog the other day, and I noticed that I’ve never expressed my love and admiration for Anne Frank.
Anyone who knows me knows how much of an inspiration she is to me. I don’t think I fully understand it myself but somehow having a poster of her innocent, child-like face hanging in my dorm room is in no way weird to me. In fact, it adds a soothing and peaceful aura that I feel is needed in an A2 Student’s room.
I first heard about her in Year 3. I remember she was a topic in our history syllabus due to the fact that we were studying about World War II. At the tender age of 8, I became so interested in knowing everything about this girl and I still don’t know exactly why. Maybe it’s because she was so young when she died, or that her words recorded in her diary ( which I’ve bought twice and tried to finish reading a trillion times) were so profound and mature for a young 13-16 year old. All I know is that she as a person touched me, and taught me how to appreciate life.
‘Think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy’ – Anne Frank
Peace & Love,
T
Xx
