Today the war began. There were trucks carrying cheerful and merry soldiers, waving and laughing. I felt so excited, I was shivering. Mother said it was the cold. I don't think so.
I don't know what everyone was so excited about. When I asked Mother, all she said was, "The war is beginning". I don't what that means, but I wrote it at the top of the entry. It sounds good. Kind of dramatic.
There were flags everywhere. Red flags, with the same sign. Almost like a windmill. These signs where everywhere. The mayor had this sign on an armband.
There was constant talk about Natsees today. What are Natsees? And why can't I see them? Must be an adult thing.
Got to go help Mother with dinner. She needs all the help she can get, now that Father is gone. More later.
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