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Woensday 15 Maart 1944
Bandoengan - Ik ben bezig met de handwerkkast van Roos op orde te brengen. Daar komt bericht dat er een vrachtauto voor de mantri staat!!! En een bus!!! Interneeringen alles gaat in filmsnelheid. Jongens Thomas, Fabius, fam ter Berg, e.a. Later nog een vrachtauto en bus. Fam. O’Hearne, Hans v.d. Paling, Meinderts Freeling - ik ga in de tuin om te kijken - en wordt ook uitgenodigd!!! Mag niet meer naar huis en hoor op het Politie Kantoor dat de meisjes al in het kamp St Lewis zijn. Wij kamen daar in een stortbui aan - lang wachten - tijd om te denken heb ik niet -maar ik heb mijn kinderen terug!!! God dank! De ontvangst van de dames is allerhartelijkst.

Wednesday 15 March 1944
Bandoengan - I am busy organising Rose's sewing and craft cupboard. Then I get word that a truck has pulled up in front of the mantri (?)!!! And a bus!!! Internments -  so fast, all like in a film. The boys Thomas, Fabius, Family ter Berg and others. Later another truck and bus turn up. Family O'Hearne, Hans v.d. Paling, Meinderts Freeling - I go in to the garden to have a look - and I am also invited!!!. Not allowed to go back home and at the Police Station I hear that the girls are already in camp St Lewis. We arrive there in driving rain - a long wait - I haven't got time to think - but I have my children back!!!!. Thank God!. the welcome from the ladies is heartwarming.
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