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A Woman in Berlin (A Wartime Diary of the Russian Occupation) (Unabridged) Readby Diana BishopPublisher's Homepage: oakhill 2006 | Duration: 9 hrs 40 mins | ISBN 1846480604 1846480787 | Language English | Audio CD in MP3 / 64Kbps | 297 mbFrom April 20th, 1945, the day when Berlin first saw the face of war, until June22nd, when it was sacked by the Russian Army, the anonymous author of A Woman in Berlin captured the stark reality of life within the falling city. Fending offthe boredom and deprivation of hiding, the author recorded her experiences, observations and meditations in this vivid diary. Accounts of the bombing, the rapes, the rationing of food and the overwhelming terror of death are rendered in the dispassionate, though determinedly optimistic prose of a woman fighting for survival amidst the horror and inhumanity of war

Review by Ursula Hegi, The Washington Post

Quote:Berlin, spring 1945: "I am essentially living off my body, trading it for something to eat."

An anonymous woman is writing into her diary, questioning whether she should call herself a whore. With that same stunning frankness, she describes the plundering of her neighborhood when Berlin was conquered and Soviet soldiers moved through the city, raping women of all ages, attacking them alone or gang-raping them

in stairwells, cellars, on the streets.

A Woman in Berlin is an amazing and essential book.

Originally written in shorthand, longhand and the author's own code, it is so deeply personal that it becomes universal, evoking not only the rapes of countlessGerman women in 1945 but also the rape of every anonymous woman throughout warhistory - the notion of women as booty.

The book's focus is not on the Nazi rampage across Europe but on its aftermath,when 1.5 million Red Army soldiers crossed the Oder River and moved westward.

More than 100,000 women in Berlin were raped, but many of them would never speak

of it. "Each one of us will have to act as if she in particular was spared," Anonymous writes. "Otherwise no man is going to want to touch us anymore."

Anonymous was an editor and journalist. Her voice is unlike most other voices from that period: She probes, refuses to look away.

Nearly half a century ago, when her diary was first published in German, it challenged the postwar silence and all it concealed: guilt, lies, defensiveness, denial. . .

What courage it must have taken her to agree to publication! She was initially reluctant and insisted on anonymity - a wise decision that protected her from thestigma of rape and, somewhat, from the outrage of her readers.

How dare she dishonor German women?

How dare she remind German men that they hadn't protected their wives or mothersor daughters from rape?

How dare she survive by forming a relationship with one rapist, who was willingto protect her from other attackers and provide her with food?

"I hear that other women have done the same thing I have," she writes, "that the

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y're now spoken for and therefore taboo . . . [reserved] for officers only, whodon't take kindly to low-ranking poachers trespassing on their private preserve."

The first day of the occupation, Anonymous was raped by two Russians.

Later that day, when four more Russians broke into her apartment, she tried to escape. But one of them, Petka, caught her.

Terrified, she told him she would be with him if he protected her from the others. This urge to survive - physically and emotionally - is at the core of her writing. It informs her perspective with dignity and grit, a bizarre sense of humorand the capacity to find odd moments of joy in her surroundings - in the scentof lilacs, in a tree stump "foaming over with green."

She knows the "blank, shiny eyes" of hunger, knows what it's like to eat nettlesand knows how "all thinking and feeling, all wishes and hopes begin with food."

When she replaces Petka with a new protector, she questions herself: "Am I doingit for bacon, butter, sugar, candles, canned meat? To some extent I'm sure I am. . . . out of all the male beasts I've seen these past days he's the most bearable. . . . Moreover I can control him."

Since Anonymous spoke Russian, she translated for Russians and the people in her

building.

War news came to her from the occupiers: By April 30, she heard that Hitler andGoebbels were dead.

Many Germans who supported Hitler now claimed to resent him. The phrase "For allof this we thank the Fhrer" was no longer used to praise Hitler but to denouncehim.

Even when Anonymous was afraid or in pain, she did not consider herself a victimbut understood the Russians' violence as the consequence of German cruelties inthe Soviet Union. One Russian told her about German soldiers who brutally killed children in his village. Others asked her to be a matchmaker and promised her

food.

Her diary focuses on the moment - as if she were having a conversation with herself - and gives scant information about her past politics.

But her voice suggests a woman who disagreed and adapted, who used her considerable survival skills to observe and think and record. This voice is irreverent and insightful, focused and without self-pity and hypocrisy.

Anonymous writes about other women on her block who adapt and survive. But manydon't.

There are suicides and horrendous injuries. Her neighbor, Elvira, is attacked by

"at least twenty, but she doesn't know exactly. . . . Her swollen mouth is sticking out of her pale face like a blue plum . . . her breasts, all bruised and bitten."

How can any woman survive mass rape? How can any woman live with the impact of mass rape? According to A Woman in Berlin, the impact is very different from rapeduring peacetime.

"We're dealing with a collective experience, something foreseen and feared manytimes in advance . . . something we are overcoming collectively as well," she wr

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ites. "All the women help each other by speaking about it, airing their pain, and allowing others to air theirs and spit out what they've suffered."Amazon Reviews

Quote:A Woman In Berlin Rings True (Milton E. Muelder - Vice-President Emeritus Michigan State University)

As a navy officer and as a special consultant to OMGUS (The U.S. Military Government High Command in Berlin) I arrived hard on the heels of the days described by the author.

Conversant in German I was able to talk at length with many Berliners - all levels of society-about their experiences during the period covered by the book. I can therefore endorse this publication for it's veracity and excellent portrailsof the people and of the conditions under which they struggled to survive.Quote:World War II From A Woman's Perspective

Most of the literature on World War II is written by men on the military asceptsof the conflict (see Winston Churchill's "The Second World War" or Stephen Ambrose's "D-Day").

This is a reprint of a classic memoir of a woman's survival in the wreckage of a

fallen Berlin from fifty years ago.

The anonymous writer writes grippingly of the brutal Russian occupation of Berlin in the late spring of 1945.

Her first person account of the repeated rapes by the Russians and the choices that a woman needed to make in the chaos of war in order to live is chilling.

The building ruins, the hunger, the lack of sanitation of a ruined capital are all here.

"A Woman in Berlin" is a powerful book and will make the reader wonder how far they would go to survive if they were in a similiar situation.

Quote:Bearing Witness by Bearing Besting Brutality

It's unsettling to have to rate this profound diary of a woman's agony. It is what it is, independent by its very existence from any criteria except that whichpreserves truth.

I waited a long time to read this; I was #20 in the library hold list. Meanwhile, before I obtained a copy, I had read the assertion in a letter to the NYTBR questioning the authenticity of the diary.

The letter-writer (among others, including a Toronto reviewer) claims the womanwas the Berlin journalist Marta Hiller (1911-2001) and how only her death allowe

d the new translation to be undertaken after an agreement had been made to keepher identity a secret while she was alive.

How this would in any way diminish the journal's veracity remained unclear afterI had read the letter-writer's argument. I mention these details because, for me, rather than detracting from the power of this diary, they for me confirm thata real woman lived through these two months and not a frustrated novelist or determined forger.

By the way, at one point, she claims she's thirty, when in fact she was thirty-f

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our! Perhaps this all-too-stereotypical "white lie" only confirms its truth!

Philip Boehm in his forward verifies that tests have been made that prove that the journal was written at the time.

Reading it, while it does bear the well-designed "arc" of a cohesive narrative that begins on Hitler's last birthday and ends as the author meets again her fiance Gerd, I hazard that this only shows that a professional did indeed write thediary and, as is evident from the details that demonstrate her education and observational skills, that she - as the preface explains - polished her initial reactions as she worked on them every day or two and filled her notebook.

Perhaps some skeptics might challenge the author on grounds that the storyline seems too pat, too neat, too structured. But I think this only strengthens this document of a sophisticated woman's successful attempt to survive brutality withcleverness, resiliance, and wit.

It's as if she began the diary as a commitment to remind herself of her abilityto remain "human" as the Russians advanced and the threat of rape became realityand no longer rumor. She writes with an eye to the future, and in one passage in the margin detailing one woman's latest coupling notes "for future novelists"as she deftly parodies purple passionate prose!These touches of gallows humor do much to alleviate an otherwise grim chronicle,and to me all the more support that a fully human and real survivor (in the fun

damental sense of a word all too lately too often speciously claimed), and not acalculated counterfeiter, created this eyewitness account.

Women come out generally better than men. Again, I think that this supports thefact that a fully-rounded, ethically complicated, determinedly clever, and defiant if careful young woman created this diary.

Without this journal as a factor in her resistance to violence and an antidote to the degradation it records, I wonder if she could have borne the cruelty she did in such an ultimately defiant and truly feminist method of overcoming the male urge to destroy with the female's imperative to sustain a recognizably human and unflinchingly honest life within such bestial horror.