HÔelßene keeps a diary like her mother Adßele, then a young girl, had one during the First World War. She is eleven years old when she starts it in June 1940 and more than fifteen when she finishes it in 1944. If she is lucky to leave the city sometimes for a stay in the country, she spends most of these four years In Paris, strangled by war. September 12, 1941: I found Paris and also an old friend: hunger! There is still less to eat than before the summer. Mom must get up at five o'clock to start to queue at the merchants. If we arrive too late, there is nothing left. Some resourceful people make a little money while waiting for the others: Suzanne, the daughter of the concierge, earns four francs per hour queuing for those who ask her. But we do not want to ask him anything because we have learned that the Senati are like Claudine's family: against the Jews. It's frightening !