Departure for Semarang! Under the supervision of Mrs. De Blot.
There our entire luggage was loaded unto trucks, whereafter we had to
for three hours along boiling hot streets. At 4 o’clock we arrived in
Lampersari, a camp consisting of houses this time. There was both
and frisking. Many women were beaten with a stick or a sable. I
hid my silver “rijksdaalder” (= Dutch silver coin worth 2 guilders and
in the grass and it remained undetected.
Our address is now: Hoofdmangga 64. A front porch of about 2 to 4 meter
wide and use of 1/3 of the adjacent room. We live with 22 people in a
For comfort we got a plate with “hutspot” (= kind of stew).
The second transport from Solo arrived.
Roeli’s birthday! We found a few old acquaintances back: Mrs. Vink and
van Wijk. A sad message: Mrs. De Weeger had passed away. How very sad
for her children in Holland.
The people, on whom money was still found, had to stand in the blazing
for the entire day, as punishment. Fortunately they didn’t find the
Mom hid in the head of the little Negro doll. Further, already for some
sugar has been handed out, as punishment for the smuggling. Here we get
tiny little portions of djagoeng, rice and porridge. Woutertje gets a
rice and a half portion nassi-trim.
Today I had to go “sprieten” for the first time, which means to work a
land, located about three quarters of an hours walking distance from the
camp. I was assigned to the patjol squad again. Hard, heavy physical
with as only advantage a little extra food.
For both Wouter and Mom we have been able to find a bunk bed. Now at
they don’t have to lie down on the humid dirt floor anymore. At Miss de
Ouboter’s we held a church service. The Toko is closed for the time
From acquaintances we heard that both Aunt Hettie Dake and Het are
interned in the Halmahera camp, the second women’s camp of Samarang.
Both Jaap and Maart Dake are in Bankong, a large boys and men’s camp.
There are rumours that the Americans are near both Soerabaja and Madoera
and have put forwards an ultimatum that has to be answered within 36
The “Sprieten” have gotten a 2 days rest. We were allowed to write
post card again. It is very cold in the morning. Both Paul and Wouter
Instead of porridge we got tapioca flower, from which we are supposed to
up some kind of porridge in the kitchen, by adding some hot hot water,
porridge”. Mrs. Poulus recently died of diphtheria. Poor Siebke!
The “Sprieten” now have gotten 2 ½ days off. Is it because of military
Now we’ve got porridge twice a day, further a little bit of rice and
The Toko is open again, fortunately. We could get some onions, lomboks,
pisangs and tea.
The Asia porridge is disgusting. Once in a while we secretly (very much
prohibited) bake a tapioca cake on a small fire behind the house. Lately
made a broth from a little bird that had fallen out of its nest. On the
field there is a regular hunt on both frogs and snakes. Lately I have
together with a few other people, because we took home some greens.
Heleen’s birthday. Both Bep van Wijk and Mrs. Vink dropped in to
congratulate. We were able to offer them some miniature cookies made
Red-Cross raisins and also some whipped coffee.
Both Mrs. Jansen van Raay and Heintje joined the party as well. Heleen
from Bep a spoon, from Mom a handkerchief complete with an embroidered H
on it (Both Roeli and I got one each too), from me a spoon crafted out
bamboo, from Roeli a mug warmer and from Paul a wooden fruit bowl. We
had saved some rice and fashioned a “nasi goreng” (= fried rice) as good
we could. Mmmm!
The rumours are good again: Before August all of Indonesia will be
Juliana will be crowned in September. Queen Wilhelmina has returned to
“Loo” palace. And everywhere in Holland big field kitchens have been set
Seven “Flying Fortresses” flew over. They bombed the harbour at 1:30PM.
Everyone had to go inside. Everything had to be locked up. Jan de Mepper
John the Clubber) walked along the back of the houses to check on it.
“Sprieten” who were in the field at that time, told us later they had
bombs being dropped. Further, some insisted, they had seen the words
“Rescue is near” painted on a guard post.
A funny habit has started: When the “Sprieten” return from work, and
marching through the camp, you can hear them sing from street to street:
“The Sprieten are coming home, the sprieten are coming home”. And that
sounds so funny.
Last night another bombardment, tracer fire and machine gun fire.
Air raid alarm again, the tension rises.
We got 1 egg, 1 pisang and some onions. During the hand out a lot seems
have been stolen. Mom has yellow fever. Roeli has to go “Sprieten” now
Wouter fell into a deep ditch across the street lately. Couvered in dirt
a big lump on his head he was escorted home. He is now on the rope
Heleen has gotten influenza.
Once in a while I drop in at Joop Bouman, a nice gal. Many people have
swollen oedema legs and red spots because of the lack of vitamins. While
walking, from some their knees bent unexpectedly. That is a horrible
In our garden we now grow also krokot (= a Japanese kind of purslane),
gondola (=a strange kind of leaf vegetable) and oebi. The soup
are now enriched with papaja flowers and young pisang bark and sometimes
the bud. Brrr!
Mrs. Groenewegen, some time ago, fashioned a nice hotplate for us out of
hollowed brick and a spiral wire that Mom had taken out of a blow dryer
smuggled in. It is very handy and we use it a lot. In the morning early,
AM, Mom turns it on with a big pot of water on top and at 6 AM the whole
house could drink a nice cup of “koppie toebroek” (cup of Toebroek =
unfiltered coffee, prepared in a mug with sugar and hot water).
Today the “Sprieten” left as if nothing had happened. We didn’t get any
porridge, only djagoeng. In town, a guy on a bike rode by and he shouted
something which I couldn’t understand. But some said he shouted: “The
is over”. The work was not interrupted by the sound of sirens, but
else happened that was kind of strange. All women, who had relatives
the boys and the men who were also working on the field, were allowed to
walk over to them to speak to them for a minute. That created a happy
consternation. Mothers talked to their sons, brothers to their sisters
and so on.
And that was all because of the “goodness” of the Jap, of course.
Birthday of Grandma Willie Bosman. How would she be doing?
Today I didn’t have to go “Sprieten”. The others returned home with
stories, though. That the war was over, that an important telegram had
received in the administration office, and that both the ladies van de
Jaarsma had to report there. Anxiously we spent the evening, but we
hear anything anymore. Both Mom and I were on duty that night as the
fushinban (= night watch).
A European drove into the camp in a small car. Later he turned out to be
Danish. A Jap approached him and barked something at him. The Danish
answered something and was immediately slapped in the face. But the guy
was not born yesterday and smacked the Jap back in his face. It was a
delightful scene. He entered the office and left the flabbergasted Jap
in the dust. We were incredibly curious what would happen next, but
everything remained quiet. After a while though, all Hantijo”s (=
block heads) were called together and then the big announcement was
“Yesterday at 4 o’clock in Geneve the Japanese capitulation has been
signed!” Incredible joy and thankfulness resonated through the entire
In the afternoon, a great quantity of both yellow and red candy was
out throughout the camp. People said it was a present from the Chinese.
kind and very welcome!
From the Halmahera camp some messages came through. Bep told that Aunt
Hettie had died and also others received word of people having passed
That spoiled our joy somewhat. The word was that the liberation troopers
arrive here at the 18th of August.
Mom read us a verse of thankfulness. I was very tired.
We got 2 ounces of sugar per person. Yummy!
One of the Japanese head officers, nicknamed “Sientje”, acted as if
had happened. He barked and hit as ever before. He insisted this whole
was nonsense. Oh, those last little convulsions!
The “Sprieten” didn’t have to leave anymore. Never again one would hear
song “The Sprieten are coming home” anymore. A relief indeed, because it
was hard work.
The gedek (= fence) is overrun from both the inside and the outside,
many natives come and offer food and fruit in trade for clothing and old
As far as clothing concerns those people are in miserable shape. A few
or goeni bags (= rice bags), is all they are wearing. We are being
to “bollossen” (= break) out the camp, but to wait for the liberation
because of the danger posed by extremists.
The sick will leave first, for now to the large St. Elisabeth’s hospital
6 Airplanes flew over, from which 2 of them flying several times over
at very low altitude. Clearly one could distinguish the red-white and
both the wings and the tails.
We were jumping up and down outside of ourselves from pure joy and
laughed and waived vigorously from the street. Immediately 6, 7 or 8
hidden flags appeared and were draped upon the street to show the pilots
who we were.
Crazy, crazy, crazy we were! From the office came the order: “Stay quiet
According to the rumours, tomorrow van Mook will arrive with the
People from both the police and the state railway appear to already have
been released. Soon more doctors will arrive for the camps. Mom will now
2 ounces of sugar for her yellow fever. Heleen is still very weak and
tummy aches again. As for myself, I don’t feel that weak anymore. I
myself on the big rice scale in the kitchen: 47.6 Kg.
We are cooking all kinds of wonderful dishes and eat, no we are feasting
them the whole day. Finally we’ve got fruit, finally meat and eggs and
other delicacies, we missed for ages. The pigs, raised by the Japanese
themselves, will now be slaughtered in our kitchen.
The rumours about the 18th of August turn out to be untrue. But a peace
accord was signed on that day in Manilla though. There are some new
rumours about an American-Indonesian republic, but that is perhaps to
the populous quiet.
Today the seriously ill have been taken to the big Hospital.
Yesterday morning another airplane with red-white and blue on the tail
Today the Japanese occupation for this camp seems to have arrived, to
protect us until the new liberation forces arrive. “Sientje” has already
Tonight both Mom and I have watch duty from 11 PM till 1 AM. During that
time we cooked a bun made from Asia flower, au-bain-marie on our brick.
turned out to be very tasty. The last days a lot of flower has arrived.
we didn’t get any porridge, but 50 grams of flower instead. Today we got
grams flower and porridge on top of that! Instead of the djagoeng, we
a ration of rice more, thus 330 grams rice in total. Now we can eat rice
this afternoon and tonight. From our flour I have kneaded two buns and
into a lobak cake (= raddish). Especially Roeli likes that. Paul brought
delicious soup from the kitchen made with vegetables, meat and broth.
Yesterday we got 1 ounce of white sugar and 1 ounce of brown sugar. What
are they good to us!
A few days we got klappers (= coconut) for the entire camp: 1 klapper
people. We got lucky with our big family, because we got almost half an
klapper. The shell we have cut in half and raffled off. Both Mrs.
Geisler and we
had each a half. From the fruit meat we made santen (= coco milk) and
partly with the porridge and partly with the coffee. Very tasty! From
(= leftover from pressed coco) I made seroendeng (= fried coco), which
very good too.
Wouter just woke up. Roeli is feeding him both a pisang goreng (=fried
banana) and a piece of lobak cake, which he likes very much. He already
crawls out of his bed by himself and can also get on the potty, as long
pants are not too difficult to open up. He talks already so nice. He can
say in his funny way: “Hello folks”. But our little man can also be
character, which is a constant strain for Mom. He can also play “Nippon”
a stick. Further he is still very fond of flowers, buds, sticks and
will Daddy be surprised when he sees you back and what will he love you!
all are very much longing for that day.
But our primary wish is now that the Japanese disappear; totally
that we can be free again. But before that happens, we will still have
some patience and keep our faith in God. Fortunately all of us are
Again two Lockheeds came over with red-white and blue on the tail. They
dropped pamphlets. Again, in no time, the street was covered with flags.
Text of the pamphlets:
Deputies of the Emperor of Japan have arrived at Manilla at the
of General Mac Arthur, to sign the documents for the ending of the war
Pacific. Members of the Japanese Imperial family have left Japan for
Mantsjoeria, and other fronts to oversee the obedience of the Japanese
armed forces to the orders to cease the war. The Emperor has guaranteed
safety of all allied prisoners of war including those interned and
immediate distribution of food, clothing and medicine. On many places in
Pacific region the Japanese commanders have already begon to release the
prisoners of war and the interned.
Balikpapan, 21 August 1945
At 1 o’clock we got 100 grams uncooked rice, onions and an entire
Bep dropped in also. Much smuggling is going on at the gedek, despite
danger from the extremists. In the neighbours bathroom they now raise a
chicken. Once in a while you can hear hurrahs and singing, perhaps as a
rehearsal for the upcoming birthday of our Queen Wilhelmina on August
31st. That woman must also have some difficult years behind her.
Tomorrow we will get 400 grams of rice, 100 grams of flower, djagoeng,
500 grams of vegetables, further lard, meat and sugar. We are out of
ourselves from both joy and exitement. An internment office will from
take care of us, as far as clothing, food and housing concerns. This
everyone was making fires and cooking all kinds of delicacies.
This evening we dragged a pile of stashed gedek sections away.
somebody with an accordion walked down the streets and a whole bunch of
people followed him singing and dancing. In front of Ds. Stegeman (8th
Mangga) the line came to a halt. For a moment everybody was silent and
the national anthem “Wilhelmus” was sung. That was so beautiful. It was
so much sung from the lungs, as deep from the heart. So incredible
Thereafter the parade got going again. Just now we heard the WIlhelmus a
second time. Tonight, Mom has read the verse: “Thank, all thank God now”
and after that we sang the verse, together with Mrs. Geisler and Mrs.
van Raay. A beautiful end of a beautiful day.
Sunday. This morning Mom has read verse 107. Both beautiful and
appropriate for these days. This afternoon we invited Bep to join us for
Very cosy and very tasty. We are now getting enough to eat: rice, flour,
oil, pisang and katjang. A stuffed stomach is a good feeling.
Since 3 days now the gedek is being invaded from the outside by
with all kinds of food. They trade that against rags, clothing and
cloth. I also
joined the party enthusiastically. The old rags from the garbage dump in
were washed and came in handy now. I traded them for: goela djawa,
coconut, a small chicken, bananas, onions, lomboks and one ketimoen. An
old dress from Mom we traded for a fat chicken.
We enjoy all that food immensely, but we are also very careful, because
people are already sick from eating too much food and too much fat.
some Indo and Chinese women come to the gedek, who hand out sugar,
cookies, coffee, ketella, cooked rice and so on, without wanting
return. It is really nice of them wanting to help us too. I got some
them, mixed with coffee powder.
Together with Bep we ate rice with baked chicken, ketimoen, seroendeng,
broth and sajoer from waloe (= grapefruit) and Tempe. For desert we had
fruitsalad made from pisang, djeroek and mangga (= mango). Delicious!
enjoyed it too.
Our young, just born, pigeon sat on the table and ate some rice too.
lovely tame little creature! The baby down has gone and now the feathers
coming through. We call it Yksi, one of the bird names out of the book
Some other important thing: Yesterday we received a postcard from Friso,
which he wrote that Akka was still alive and with him. A wonderful
all of us.
And we are also happy with the other things he wrote:
Dear Mommy, I am doing well and I am fat. I am here together with uncle
Henk, uncle Giel. I don’t work very much. Our bird Akka is here. Akka is
very well too. I am not going to school. I feel pretty good here. Plenty
The food is good too. I am looking forwards to see my father and mother
soon. Bye! Many kisses from Friso Bosman. (May 21st.)
Almost all the other people living in the house have now received a
They are still being handed out, so…who knows.
In almost every street a flag flies now, a beautiful sight. The last few
already a lot of Blanda-Indo people have already left through the front
least those who are able to find shelter on the outside by family and
The new occupation forces have still not arrived yet, but the attitude
Japs towards us has changed quite a lot.
This afternoon all the adults had to report in front of the office,
important announcement. People said that it was going to be the last
from the Japanese authorities, but that was completely wrong. It was
gratefulness, that we had been so well protected and that we had been
weather the past times so well, thanks to all the good care we had
We had to continue like this in the future. All nonsense, of course. We
happy that we had not taken the effort to listen to it.
Via the Red Cross we finally received a note from Daddy. All good news.
Tomorrow the new occupation will arrive; we are not allowed to leave the
On August 3rd and also today, some airplanes flew over again.
I feel a little sick right now, perhaps because of the Chinese food we
We received another note from Daddy in which he wrote that we had to
for him “at home” and not to go seek for him in Tjimahi. What would he
with “at Home?” It was so nice to see both his own handwriting and
again and to know that he is healthy and doing well. We all have written
something in response, even Wouter.
Yesterday, finally the new occupation has arrived. Both Bep and Mrs.
attended that moving ceremony. The Wilhelmus was song and our flag was
raised. There is also a message from the brother from both Mrs. Jansen
Raay and from Mr. Groenewegen. We received a Malaysian postcard from
Daddy. Unfortunately there are also arriving announcements of passing
that tempers the mood.
A lot of people are leaving already: Fam. Reddingius, fam. Geisler, and
Also the first official transports to Soerabaja have started. In a while
heading for Malang and from there perhaps to both Batavia and Bandoeng.
For the people from Semarang quarters have been set up in Tandji. They
Daddy is now physician-director from the hospital in Hotel Homan in
Bandoeng and he is waiting for us there, together with Friso! They
visited Mrs. Marzynski.
The Nationalist Indonesians have occupied the (government) headquarters
from both Soerabaja and Bandoeng together with many other important
locations and buildings. Everywhere one can see their dammed flag flying
they all wear their red-white pins. If a strong occupation force does
control quickly, they are going to control everything. Sometimes there
shootings at the gedek as well.
Adele van der Klei, a girlfriend from Roeli, has been shot dead there as
There are now some English, Australians and British-Indians, but their
are not strong enough to change anything. Ds. Van Heerden has also
his wife and lives here now. A safe feeling: a man in the house! The
watch is now done by men. The food is good and plentiful. The last
days we even got bread. We are gainig a little weight again. At the last
meagre episode I weighed 47.6 Kg at a height of 1,70 m.
Almost every day we received a note from Daddy, sometime accompanied by
one from Friso. And twice I got a very long letter from Rietje Ensering.
were always welcomed with hurrahs. Daddy thinks that we should go to
Bandoeng with the first organised transport. We are very much looking
forwards to that. In the beginning it looked like we could leave soon,
the Indonesians have taken over all the railway connections. They do not
make any train cars available for the transport of Blanda’s. So, that’s
are still here. We had hoped so much that we would have been reunited
at Paul’s birthday (October 8). Nevertheless we celebrated it as good as
could, and we had a delicious dinner. We will do it again as soon as the
Friso’s have joined us.
For a while there was an opportunity to leave the camp on our own
but Daddy advised against it. The trip was dangerous and tiring. On top
one would lose both the protection and the support from the Red Cross.
Kamerling, Wunderink, Breikers and Aunt Iny Loggers left for Bandoeng
anyway and have taken notes from us with them. We sent Daddy 50 Guilders
hidden in a little mirror. A few days later we received a letter
Guilders in Japanese money. We are not short of money because we have
sold many old rags and old cloths, even an old mattress for 80 Guilders.
money has been handed out by the street masters, the first time10
the second time 20 Guilders and the last time even 30 Guilders per
Mom has now purchased brown sandals with rubber soles for all three of
Those for both Roeli and Heleen cost 42.50 Guilders each and mine 55
Guilders. They fit well.
A little while ago I suddenly felt unwell during the afternoon, as if
all the blood
drained from my head and I felt like if I was about to faint. It didn’t
want to go
away. Laying down flat on my back was the most comfortable thing to do.
next day I felt a little better, and as medication I got a small steak.
didn’t come back since.
This morning early, at about 5 AM, there was a shooting, by the sound of
from both rifles and machine guns. It sounded very close to the camp.
All of a
sudden we were all wide awake. Mom advised us to get dressed right away.
In the mean time she prepared a backpack with the most necessary items,
just in case something would happen. We also noticed that the water tap
dry. The water supply for the entire camp was shut off. People said that
water had been poisoned. Fortunately last night, out of prudence, we had
already filled all our water containers and also the mandibak (=
vessel used to bath in with a bucket) was full. Other people almost
any. Here and there people were digging wells, but they filled only with
From a few men passing by, we heard that the shooting came from the
Japanese, mixed once in a while a rifle shot from the Indonesians. The
Japanese were still in power here and luckily they still protected us,
at times the shooting sounded uncomfortably close.
From the radio news we heard that in Batavia, Bandoeng and Buitenzorg,
Japanese had taken the power again. The Dutch troops were focussing
efforts on Balikpapan, to organize a landing from there into Java.
(Oct. 16) the government will take its decision.
Yesterday, a number of men, including both Dutch and Indo-Europeans and
also a bunch of Japanese have been arrested in town by the Nationalists
transported to jails in both Boeloe and Djoernatan. Yesterday it was
tumultuous in the kampongs surrounding the camp: a lot of yelling and
screeming. A large quantity of Japanese left from Djatingaleh (Tjandi)
Again heavy gun fire. The jail in Boeloe has been liberated by the
And what happened to be the case? The rebels had killed and tortured all
Japanese prisoners (83). 13 of them were even found in the kali. The
Europeans received a terrible threat: “When we’re done with the
it’s your turn!” But fortunately it didn’t get to that point, because
one of the
Japanese had played dead and escaped. He alarmed his friends in
Djatingaleh and those set out to rescue the other prisoners. They were
outraged when they discouvered the massacre among their co-nationals and
took revenge with a vigor against the Indonesians, in which they even
The prisoners returned from Boeleo and were received with cheers. The
women of Tjandi fortunately have not been attacked, as was rumoured
They are well protected too. According to the Japanese, the entire
Semarang is now firmly under their control.
Tonight the British-Indian occupation has arrived. We didn’t notice much
This afternoon we noticed a beautiful car parked in front of the office,
American flag on each of the four sides. There were also a couple of
officers walking around and next to the car we noticed the first Gurkha.
Shooting is still going on all the time. On the news was announced that
Bandoeng has been occupied by the Gurkha’s now. Finally!
This morning we attended the service lead by Ds. Bakker.
Mr. Groenewegen dropped by to tell us that his wife would return to the
this afternoon. A while ago she left to live outside, because he had his
out there. But one day they had to flee for the rebels and she sought
with an Indian family. Unfortunately they lost everything. Mr.
had been locked up in Boeloe too and told us horror stories about what
happened there. It is sad that so many death messages are coming in.
Today we saw already quite a lot of Gurkha’s. They wear silly hats,
just like little green ladies hats. The office was now flying an English
Neither last night nor today we heared any more shooting. The sory goes
the British-Indians hadn’t announced their arrival to the Japanese and
therefore they had come under Japanese fire at first.
Latest news: In Australia there are big supplies of both food and
waiting for us. Here we have got only enough rice to last until the half
Woutertje has been ill for a few days, but now he is as healthy as two
Today we are writing a long letter to Daddy again. I hope so much that
mail connections will be reinstated soon.
Our chicken, Bellakroontje, lays an egg faithfully every day!