War Years: 1939 - 1944
After summer vacation of 1939, I return to the building in which I spent the last school year, and yet it is a different school. Of the former faculty, only a few lay teachers will continue teaching; all of the nuns who had been teachers and administrators are gone.
For me, this change means a return to the kind of interdenominational girls' school which I had attended in another town before Father's promotion and the family's move to Glatz. Here, given the choice between two private schools-- one Protestant, the other a Catholic boarding school--I was enrolled as a day student in the convent school. Bordering on the school grounds was the attractive dormitory for the boarders; behind it, separated by a large garden, stood the orphanage. The community of nuns had taken care of all of these enterprises and had enjoyed the respect of the area people for providing an excellent institution of learning.
With a guilty feeling of relief, I reflect on the departure of the nuns. I had been motivated mainly by fear of the Madame Director to study the conjugation of foreign verbs to perfection and had been resentful of too many devotions