It is 3 am in the morning and I can not believe that I ended up here. The Nazi police are all surrounding me with their guns loaded aiming for me. It does not seem real, but they actually caught me. I held the soft, velvet fur coat in my freezing hands, I did not know what to say or do.
“Miep Gies, you are going to be taken in for questioning,” spoke the Nazi man who wore a dark green outfit from head to toe.
I am not going anywhere, that is what I immediately think to myself, but I am too terrified to say that to the Nazi man so I responded, “Ok, I do not mind.”
The Nazi men all position me in a dim colored truck where I am taken to a run down Nazi Police Station. I have so many mixed emotions right now because they could find out that I am concealing eight Jews in the Secret Annex, my whole cover could be blown, and the Franks, Van Daans, and Mr. Dussel might be captured by the Nazi. They take me into a petite room where this tall Nazi man looks at me in an unpleasant way. There is a long absence of noise in the darkened room and then the silence finally broke. “Mrs. Gies I am going to ask you once and just once, why were you selling that fur coat?!” he yelled. I started to think about the people again living in the Secret Annex, especially Anne. Both my husband and I spent the night in hiding with the Franks, Van Daans, and Mr. Dussel to learn firsthand what it was like living in the Secret Annex. (“Miep Gies, who hid Anne Frank, Dies at 100”). Then I realized that the Nazi man had asked me a question and I had to stop spacing out. I was not sure how I was going to act in response to his question, but I knew that I had to act expeditiously. “I do not know why you people have taken me in for questioning, I was doing no wrong,” I demanded to the Nazi man. “Why should you be demanding anything from me when you have not told me your name and why I have to be held captive in this room?” I said to the tall man. “Mrs. Gies you still have not answered me and you are infuriating me with all your queries!” commanded the Nazi man. At this point of the conversation I needed to tell him the truth or make up a lie. …show more content…
I kept on thinking about how the Franks and the other people living in the Secret Annex did not deserve to be sent to a concentration camp or even be killed for that matter. I did not know what to think about this gruesome situation.
I finally make up my mind and choose to tell the ignorant Nazi man a lie.
“I am incredibly sorry how impolite I have been towards you and I would like to tell you the truth.” I replied to him.
“Go on!” he demanded.
“The reason I was selling the fur coat was because both my husband and I have been….having money problems and I thought I could sell it for a couple hundred dollars.” I said to the Nazi man.
He looked at me with an expression I could not depict.
“Why should I trust what you say is the veracity?” argued the man.
I then spaced out again, thinking about Peter when he had told me that his father wanted to sell his mother’s fur coat. Mrs. Van Daan did not what to sell it because it was very sentimental to her. (Goodrich, Frances, and Hackett). I now wish that I had not taken the fur coat because I knew it might draw too much attention to me while trying to sell it. I would not be here under these kind of circumstances if I just would have said no on the selling the fur coat. I finally answered the question by saying, “The reason why you should believe me is because I have never disobeyed you in anyway and I have never done anything wrong before until you found me trying to sell this fur coat. I am sorry that I have caused so much commotion.” I just wanted this talk that I was having with this man to be over already. I got back to my thinking and I started to go
“Miep Gies, you are going to be taken in for questioning,” spoke the Nazi man who wore a dark green outfit from head to toe.
I am not going anywhere, that is what I immediately think to myself, but I am too terrified to say that to the Nazi man so I responded, “Ok, I do not mind.”
The Nazi men all position me in a dim colored truck where I am taken to a run down Nazi Police Station. I have so many mixed emotions right now because they could find out that I am concealing eight Jews in the Secret Annex, my whole cover could be blown, and the Franks, Van Daans, and Mr. Dussel might be captured by the Nazi. They take me into a petite room where this tall Nazi man looks at me in an unpleasant way. There is a long absence of noise in the darkened room and then the silence finally broke. “Mrs. Gies I am going to ask you once and just once, why were you selling that fur coat?!” he yelled. I started to think about the people again living in the Secret Annex, especially Anne. Both my husband and I spent the night in hiding with the Franks, Van Daans, and Mr. Dussel to learn firsthand what it was like living in the Secret Annex. (“Miep Gies, who hid Anne Frank, Dies at 100”). Then I realized that the Nazi man had asked me a question and I had to stop spacing out. I was not sure how I was going to act in response to his question, but I knew that I had to act expeditiously. “I do not know why you people have taken me in for questioning, I was doing no wrong,” I demanded to the Nazi man. “Why should you be demanding anything from me when you have not told me your name and why I have to be held captive in this room?” I said to the tall man. “Mrs. Gies you still have not answered me and you are infuriating me with all your queries!” commanded the Nazi man. At this point of the conversation I needed to tell him the truth or make up a lie. …show more content…
I kept on thinking about how the Franks and the other people living in the Secret Annex did not deserve to be sent to a concentration camp or even be killed for that matter. I did not know what to think about this gruesome situation.
I finally make up my mind and choose to tell the ignorant Nazi man a lie.
“I am incredibly sorry how impolite I have been towards you and I would like to tell you the truth.” I replied to him.
“Go on!” he demanded.
“The reason I was selling the fur coat was because both my husband and I have been….having money problems and I thought I could sell it for a couple hundred dollars.” I said to the Nazi man.
He looked at me with an expression I could not depict.
“Why should I trust what you say is the veracity?” argued the man.
I then spaced out again, thinking about Peter when he had told me that his father wanted to sell his mother’s fur coat. Mrs. Van Daan did not what to sell it because it was very sentimental to her. (Goodrich, Frances, and Hackett). I now wish that I had not taken the fur coat because I knew it might draw too much attention to me while trying to sell it. I would not be here under these kind of circumstances if I just would have said no on the selling the fur coat. I finally answered the question by saying, “The reason why you should believe me is because I have never disobeyed you in anyway and I have never done anything wrong before until you found me trying to sell this fur coat. I am sorry that I have caused so much commotion.” I just wanted this talk that I was having with this man to be over already. I got back to my thinking and I started to go