June 3,1942
"Earlier today as I was returning from my disappointing visit to Hilversum. While I was on my way beack home on the crowded train I had an idea. You and I both know Fred Koornstra. He was the man who used to read the electric meter. Currently, Fred has a job at the Food Office." Corrie said as she was explaining to me as she sat across the table with a cheerful grin on her face.
"Corrie...are you saying that we should ask Fred for the ration cards?"
"I am going after dinner to go and talk to him about the ration cards."
After dinner was finished Corrie rushed out the alley door and took her old biscycle for a ride to the Koornstra's house. I could see from out the window that Corrie tires weren't going to hold on much longer. A little was down the road where I could vaguely see her I noticed that she had stopped her bike took a look at her given out tires. I always knew thoses tires who give out one day. Then she just jumped right back on and proceeded down the road with only metal rims to go on. Not to forget that the roads' bricks were rigid and uneven. She rode her bike around the corner and I would not know what went on at the Koorstras house until she came back. I'll give you the information on the meeting tomorrow morning. Good bye.
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