I sometimes wonder if anyone will ever understand what I mean, if anyone will ever overlook my ingratitude and not worry about whether or not I’m Jewish and merely see me as a teenager badly in need of some good, plain fun.
In this passage from December 24, 1943,
Anne reminds us that she is just a normal young girl who has been
forced into extraordinary circumstances. She willingly makes sacrifices
and deals with the restrictions of the annex without much complaint
because she knows that she is more fortunate than her friends who
have already been arrested and sent to concentration camps. This
attitude demonstrates Anne’s remarkable maturity, but it clearly
takes its toll on her spirit. Aside from wanting to return to the
freedoms and comforts she had before the war, Anne simply wants
to experience a normal childhood. She does not want to live in a
world that places such significance on where she is from, what her
religion is, or whether she behaves well with adults. She wants
to be in a place where she does not have to worry whether she will
live or whether her friends are suffering. The diary has such emotional
impact because we see Anne not as a saint, but as a normal girl
with real human feelings and imperfections who falls victim to the
tragedy of the Holocaust.