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After my trip through the snow to D's house it took some time to get my bearing.What were my options:Not many.The management that threw me out of the hospital KNEW that I still had to do my boards:Blow1
Blow2: One cannot be out of class and nursing for more than 3 months at the time, or boards are OUT.
So it was absolutely necessary to try to get a job in another Hospital . I am sure I would be given a bad press: Sacked??
The friend in whose house I had spent so many happy evenings had heard that R.N.'s were needed for taking care of concentration camp victims in the Dutch Indies.I was born there.That could be a plus.
I decided to try to get a job first.I went to the Canadians and asked whether I could get a lift to a neighboring city.
No problems:there was a staffcar going next day to the very city I had in mind.That morning I will never forget.As I got in the car there was already a jolly round person ,clutching a loaf of bread to her ample bosom,a knife and a hunk of cheese in her hand.: "Want a piece?" "Sure!"We ate and
we introduced ourselves.It turned out that she was the daughter of a colonel in the dutch Army. Her father had advised her to try to get thru the LINES- the big rivers under strict guard of the Germans- and contact a dutch captain- a friend of her father-.He gave her a letter of introduction .We started talking: It turned out that she too was born in "the Colonies".Well, what do you know??G. told me what her plans were:"Would you like to go back to Java?"Would I!!
We had a "plan de campagne'".She would go in first and give the letter to the captain.After the necessary info she was told:"You have to sign here".She said:"Only if my best friend can sign too.My dad said that we should stick together.I won't sign unles she can come too.She is also born in the D.Indies".So the captain probably thought":What the heck". May be he wanted to make a good impression on her dad:catching 2 birds with one stone.She opened the door and introduced me:"This is my best friend Josephine.I want her to go too".I was interviewed:Where was I born?Did I still speak the native language?I said fluently(I knew ONE word): "Boeboer:(porridge") something I detested.OK said the captain :sign here. I did - and I st矛ll have that paper:_"For the duration of the War +6 months"We did not dare look at each other,afraid we would start laughing.Mission accomplished.
We were told that we would get our orders at a certain date. We would be billeted in Eindhoven and would be checked by the British and Dutch Secret Service and if found to be OK flown to London.I always said:"Things"happen for a reason":I never expected that being thrown out of the hospital etc.would give me a pass to London and then to Australia :a country I always wanted to visit
My triumph was :Going to the hospital to see my friends in sickbay to tell them my NEWS.I bumbed into one of the "management" who snarled:"What are you doing here??You are not supposed to come here anymore" I said:"Well,, I came to say good-bye as I am on my way to Australia".The nurses applauded and said :"Good for you,Josephine,wished we could go too".Revenge Is Sweet.
The management probably went to chapel to pray for my lost soul ;i.e .joining the Army:a GIRL??

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