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61 " Mama, what is this?” she asked suddenly, reaching into the grass at the foot of the steps. Mama looked. She gasped. “Oh, my God,” she said. Annemarie picked it up. She recognized it now, knew what it was. It was the packet that Peter had given to Mr. Rosen. “Mr. Rosen tripped on the step, remember? It must have fallen from his pocket. We’ll have to save it and give it back to Peter.” Annemarie handed it to her mother. “Do you know what it is? "
― Lois Lowry , Number the Stars
62 " It was a question she did not want to be asked. When she asked it of herself, she didn’t like her own answer. "
63 " One by one the Rosens turned and hugged Annemarie silently. Ellen came to her last; the two girls held each other. “I’ll come back someday,” Ellen whispered fiercely. “I promise.” “I know you will,” Annemarie whispered back, holding her friend tightly. Then they were gone, "
64 " Mama was laughing quietly. “I remember, too,” she said. “Sometimes she wet the bed in the middle of the night!” “I did not!” Kirsti said haughtily from the bedroom doorway. “I never, ever did that! "
65 " como si dijera: «Ya casi hemos terminado», y ciertamente los chorritos de leche salieron más finos y lentos. Dio un apretón final, "
66 " Be one of many. Be sure that they never have reason to remember your face. "
67 " Annemarie admitted to herself, snuggling there in the quiet dark, that she was glad to be an ordinary person who would never be called upon for courage. "
68 " Carefully she spread open the skirt of the dress and found the place where Ellen’s necklace lay hidden in the pocket. The little Star of David still gleamed gold.“Papa?” she said, returning to the balcony, where her father was standing with the others, watching the rejoicing crowd, She opened her hand and showed him the necklace. “Can you fix this? I have kept it all this long time. It was Ellen’s.”Her father took it from her and examined the broken clasp. “Yes,” he said. “I can fix it. When the Rosens come home, you can give it back to Ellen.”“Until then,” Annemarie told him, “I will wear it myself. "
69 " Papa "
70 " ...and I want you all to remember-that you must not dream yourselves back to the times before the war, but the dream for you all, young and old, must be to create an ideal of human decency, and not a narrow-minded and prejudiced one. That is the great gift our country hungers for, something every little peasant boy can look forward to, and with pleasure feel he is a part of-something he can work and fight for."Surely that gift-the gift of a world of human decency-is the one that all countries hunger for still. I hope that this story of Denmark, and its people, will remind us all that such a world is possible. "
71 " Friends will take care of them. That’s what friends do. "
72 " . . and I want you all to remember—that you must not dream yourselves back to the times before the war, but the dream for you all, young and old, must be to create an ideal of human decency, and not a narrow-minded and prejudiced one. That is the great gift our country hungers for, something every little peasant boy can look forward to, and with pleasure feel he is a part of—something he can work and fight for. "
73 " I am teaching this one new habits,” Kirsti explained importantly. “And I have named him Thor, for the God of Thunder. "
74 " frustration because he couldn’t see in the dim light to correct his students’ papers. “Soon we will have to add another blanket to your bed,” Mama said one morning as she and Annemarie tidied the bedroom. "
75 " Where Is Mrs. Hirsch? "
76 " Frightened, but determined, and if the time came to be brave, I am quite sure you would be very, very brave. "
77 " And she knew what Resistance meant. Papa had explained, when she overheard the word and asked. The Resistance fighters were Danish people—no one knew who, because they were very secret—who were determined to bring harm to the Nazis however they could. They damaged the German trucks and cars, and bombed their factories. They were very brave. Sometimes they were caught and killed. “I must go and speak to Ellen,” Mrs. Rosen said, moving toward the door. “You girls walk a different way to school tomorrow. Promise me, Annemarie. And Ellen will promise, too. "
78 " It was only in the fairy tales that people were called upon to be so brave, to die for one another. Not in real-life Denmark. "
79 " The rain made it seem as if the whole word was crying. "
80 " Dangers were no more than odd imaginings, like ghost stories that children made up to frighten one another: things that couldn’t possibly happen. "