|Memories Chapter II
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Finding her bike was one thing, making sure she got
away was another. Soldiers walked past her, unaware of her presence, as she lay hidden in
Thinking she was far enough away, she hopped on her
bike and rode home with a huge smile, a glorious grin. She had done it. During all this,
Dien felt that she could conquer what ever she set out to do, after all she was doing this
for her family and her own preservation.
One cold rainy afternoon on her way home, a wagon
carrying coal tipped over. Soldiers chased the many people scouring on the ground for bits
of coal. Shots were fired. Dien managed to get gather some lumps of coal, stuffing them
into her pockets, then running like the wind to flee the bullets as she heard them
whistling past her head.
This coal was for her mother to build a fire, to cook
whatever they could get. Mostly her meals consisted of beets and carrots but when your
hungry, anything in a pot was good. Many families did without; and they felt blessed to
have what they had.
Days grew into weeks and weeks into months. As a
young teenager,her life was not filled with dances and movies and young men, but of sounds
of bombs and the threat of being taken to a camp These thoughts were on her mind
constantly. Will the Canadian soldiers ever reach them?
Her father had often told her he never wanted
to see her with a soldier! Why? She understood not enemy soldiers, but what if the allied
forces came? Could she not embrace them for saving her homeland!
The undergound news of allied troops nearing
spread quickly. Everyone waited anxiously.
Dien and her girlfriend were in the Centrum when
they spotted mass troops walking down the streets. Were her eyes deceiving her? They were
not the enemy,but many soldiers who have come to help them...
They ran in amongst the crowds of cheering people
and cried with happiness to see them. Would this mean that the enemy had left? Had
Holland and all surrounding areas been liberated? Joyous thoughts that this day would
come...was now reality.
As the days past, there was much celebration.
Everyones mood improved ~ soon they imagined this war would end completely. Maybe then
their lives could get back to normal.
It had been 5 long years ~ what was normal?
Celebrations and dancing in the street, her mother
shyly agreed for her to attend, with a friend, but warned her of her fathers' words...
Walking down the crowded street, Dien spotted two
soldiers walking straight towards her. As they neared, her heart pounded.
These two soldiers were Canadian. Many times the
allied forces handed out supplies to all families in need. With each step Dien and her
friend took, their smiles grew wide.
In passing, the soldiers' attempt to communicate by
whistling made the two girls giggle. Wondering what they should do, the two young men
turned and marched behind them, all the while talking in a strange language.
Dien turned to face a handsome man ~ tall,with dark
blue eyes. She could see in those eyes the pain of war. She immediately wanted to reach
out to him.
All thoughts of what her Father had said never
entered into her mind. Times were better right now and she wanted to enjoy them ~ after
all she was 18.
He told her his name was Guy and somehow they managed
to understand each other. Dien had learned many English words in school and she was
determined to keep this conversation going, to find out all she could.
They shared a coffee together and made a plans to see
each other the following week, when Guy would have some leave.
Excitedly she thought of nothing else the following
week and waited anxiously to see Guy. She told her sisters about meeting him and described
him ~ the more she talked of him, the more she wished the weekend to be closer.
Dien busied herself at the bakery. With the Allied
forces there, the fear to walk the streets was gone, no gun fire could be heard.
Meeting Guy was all she could think about these days
~ everytime they met they grew closer. Dien was falling in love.
She wondered was this a true love or was this
thankfulness to a young man so far away from his homeland.
Learning to share through a look and a caress, soft
meaningful kisses, she realized that he was very special to her. Guy knew he was in love
He asked to meet her parents, talk to them, tell them
of his feelings.
Suddenly she remembered her fathers' words, how could
she have forgotten them. He had been so forceful in telling her. Now she must explain to
Guy why he could not meet her parents. Dien was petrified how could she take a soldier to
her home, even if he was a good one...
She kept putting him off, until one day Guy told her,
"I am going home with you."