Reflection 3

The third characteristic of Betsie ten Boom is her courage. She is not afraid to speak what is on her mind. She tells her family evrything she feels. Even though she speks her mind to people close to her she won't tell people in high places like matrons what she thinks becasue she is a quiet person who is very reserved.
She is very helpful as well. She likes helping people in need. They hold a special place in her heart. She cared for a little Jewish baby during all of the chaos. I think she is a very warm and generous person.

Reflection 2

A characteristic about Betsie I would like to talk about is her Faith. She has a tremendous amount of faith in her. She was a woman who prayed a lot during her life. She prayed daily. While she was in the concentration camps she thanked the lord for the fleas. I know I could never be so kind as to thank the Lord for fleas. This is just one of many ways Betsie shows her faith.

Reflection 1

The character I chose to write about was Betsie ten Boom. She is a wonderful character to write about. She is a gentle human being and is grateful for everything in this sometimes harsh world. She is also a very possitive woman. She never complains about anything. If something bad happens to someone in her family she always says that it happen for a reason and that we may go through life without knowing why it happened, but we know that it was for a good reason.

My Death Date

December 16, 1944

Hello, this is Betsie's sister. My name is Corrie. Today I am sad with all might heart to reveal to you that my beloved sister has past away. She was a wonderful woman and was so strong. I could never be as strong as she was. She was possitive about everything. I have to admit that I could never, ever beas strong as she is. It breaks my heart to know that my sister is gone. I will be with her again when I pass. I will meet her in Heaven. I love you Betsie!

My condition is worsening...

November 14, 1944

It is now mid- November and I have gotten so weak that I had to be put in the hospital on the campus. I am in terrible condition and it keeps worsening. I have dry, crusted lips, I have a fever, and I am weak. I pray to the good Lord everyday. I think I might not make it out of Ravensbruck, but I am certain that Corrie will and she will be fine without me.

Ravensbruck

September 8, 1944

On September 4th we bagan our painful journey form Vught to Ravensbruck in Germany. The ride to us for days to get there. We have just now arrrived today and have now been officially registered into Ravensbruck.
I am getting sicker and sicker as the days pass and I am also getting vbery weak. I had a dream about Corrie and I earlier. I had a dream the Corrie and I would be free. Alive and together for the rest of our days.

Vught

June 5, 1944

Today we thought somethign wownderful was going to happen, but sadly we were evr so wrong about that. Instead of being released and free Corrie and I were taken from Scheveningen to another concentration camp that was called Vught.
We were told to evacuate and bring all of our belongings with us. The train was so crammed. It seemed as though the train was going so slow that it was almost always at the speed the normally a train would be about to stop. I was wrong about that though that was just how I felt about.

The First Time of Any News

March 30, 1944

Corrie peaked out of the cell and people wer yelling across the halls. She took this time to ask about the people she knew.
"Where are the guards?"
Another woman answered her question. " They are all at Hitler's birthday party."
She found out that the following people were released: Peter van Woerden, Herman Sluring, Willem ten Boom, and Nollie van Woerden.a
Later we both found out that poor Father died after ten days in Scheveningen.

Scheveningen: Where it all starts...

March 1, 1944

"Women prisoners follow me!" said the matron. As we walked down the corridor the guard behind us said, " Prisoners walk to the side!" Then said, "Prisoners do not step on the matting." After saying our names and occupations for the thousandth time we continued down a long corridor. Once we got farther down the corridor the lond line of women halted in front of one of the large metal doors. She then put her key into the door and slowly opened. She looked at her lst and called out the name of the woman to be staying in that cell. Further down the corridor more doors were opened and women disappeared behind their doors constantly.
Later on the matron finally called Corrie's name. She was to share a cell with three other women. That was the last time I saw her for awhile.

Scheveningen

February 29, 1944

The bus that we were on took a two hour drive that brought us to the streets of The Hague. The bus stopped and we all marched out. We were infront of a new, functional building. There were rumors being spread that it was the new headquarters for the Gestapo. We continued to march and found ourselves in a lrage room. It seemed as though the process of taking down names , addresses, and occupation would never end.
One of the Gestapo spotted Father and cried out, " Did this old man have to be arrested?" The chief looked at the old man and said, " I would like to send you home, sir. I will take your word that you won't get yourself into anymore trouble."
Father said in respond, " If I go home today, without any doubt I will open my door to ANY man who knocks."
"Get back in line old man" the Gestapo said.