Hitler's Canary: A Daring Tale of Wartime Adventure
Roaring Brook Press, 06.03.2007 - 192 Seiten
"My brother stood up so quickly he almost knocked Mama over. 'Why aren't you doing something? Do you know what the British are calling us? Hitler's canary! I've heard it on the radio, on the BBC. They say he has us in a cage and we just sit and sing any tune he wants.'"
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... seemed to have collapsed across the keyboard. None of the slumbering shapes looked like Mother or Father but I wasn't afraid. This was my home. I rubbed my eyes and then listened. I could hear a faint humming. Like thunder coming closer ...
... seemed to be covered in coal dust. He flicked a cigarette away and went to join three other soldiers standing nearby. A small crowd of Danes had gathered on the corner, looking at them but not saying anything. It was as if they were ...
... seemed to have calmed down since his outburst in the theater. In fact, it was as if he hadn't a care in the world except trying to get feathers to sit at the right angle. “Now this one, Marie,” he declared as he unpacked something pink ...
... seemed to forget that we hadn't eaten. I didn't know what to do, so I sat down on the floor and began to lay out my toy soldiers. “Mother, you don't seem to understand, we have been invaded,” Orlando tried again. “And what do you want ...
... .” I could hear everyone sighing. “We didn't stand a chance.” I went to my room and carefully put my toy soldiers away in a box. They seemed pointless and childish now. ACT I, SCENE THREE TIME: April 1940 PLACE: Charlottenlund My.