Wwii + VI Quotes

“I can't stop thinking about it today with a sense of awe and gratefulness.”
― Johan Zwaan, Wwii + VI: A Kid s Memories of War and Postwar

“Why did they attack a boat full of children going home of school? There were even red crosses painted all over it.”
― Johan Zwaan, Wwii + VI: A Kid s Memories of War and Postwar

“Dad said, Let me tell you something. When I was a prisoner in Amersfoort, I saw with my own eyes your nice little man beating several people to death.”
― Johan Zwaan, Wwii + VI: A Kid s Memories of War and Postwar

“It was the sound that wake me up — a continuous droning that did not let up.”
― Johan Zwaan, Wwii + VI: A Kid s Memories of War and Postwar

“I did not know any English, and being around eight years old, I probably would not have understood the meaning of his words anyway. But there was something very reassuring about his sonorous voice, a conviction that the bad times would pass and that all would be well. This was about seventy-five years ago, and it has stayed with me for all that time.”
― Johan Zwaan, Wwii + VI: A Kid s Memories of War and Postwar

“Dad said, “Let me tell you something. When I was a prisoner in Amersfoort, I saw with my own eyes your nice little man beating several people to death.”
― Johan Zwaan, Wwii + VI: A Kid s Memories of War and Postwar

“It was a lot more dangerous to expose several thousands of people to the dangers of traveling on exposed roads, with German fighter planes overhead strafing everything that moved”
― Johan Zwaan, Wwii + VI: A Kid s Memories of War and Postwar

“Later I learned that they were carrying paratroopers to occupy airfields and bridges toward the west of the country so that the attack of the German army would not be slowed down.”
― Johan Zwaan, Wwii + VI: A Kid s Memories of War and Postwar

“My dad stopped the car opposite their home and told me to stay put, but I was so impatient that I jumped out anyway and smacked into a bicyclist.”
― Johan Zwaan, Wwii + VI: A Kid s Memories of War and Postwar

“The pilot was killed when his parachute did not open.”
― Johan Zwaan, Wwii + VI: A Kid s Memories of War and Postwar

“The girl sitting at the desk before me had gorgeous blond hair. It was long and was hanging over my desk. It was heavily populated with little moving critters, lice, and they were falling on my desk. I had great fun picking them up with my pen and drowning them in the inkwell.”
― Johan Zwaan, Wwii + VI: A Kid s Memories of War and Postwar