Comparing The Trip To Gilbert's 'Outline Demarkationslinie'

PASSING THE DEMARCATION LINE Demarkationslinie .-
Two days later, early in the morning we said goodbye to Gilbert's grandmother and in the company of the grandfather, a woodcutter and his wife settled us in the wagon pulled by the two horses from the farm, and grandfather, explained to us that we were a family in his way to a nearby village to a family funeral.
The trip made on routes passing between farms in the region until we come to a small village which we pass through and we arrived at a farm where two young women, were waiting for us. There we say goodbye to Gilbert‘s Grandpa to the woodcutter and his wife, and they told us that these two young women would take charge of us and, would lead us to the next stage
The Girls gave us
Soon came the companion and with her a young man and we all started to walk, as Leah did not want to walk the young man decided to carry her most of the way up to find a wagon loaded of hay that took us up to the castle where the ranger and his wife hid us until the next day. We went out at dawn accompanied by the ranger, Solange and a young man who explained that from that moment on we would have to walk between the fields, hiding among cereal crops and behind the mounds of hay or among the vineyards.
Al first we walk with the freshness of the morning, but then the day it became very warm and hot and we had to stop behind some trees. My brother Jacob exhausted and Leah was asleep in the back of the young man who had carried her. Our companions gave us some fruit and water and we rested until mid-afternoon. We undertook again the march and after some time we came to a large forest., were we find another forest ranger who took us to a shelter where we spent a few days together with
His wife Blanca was particularly fond of my sister and called her "little (His wife Blanca had been particularly fond of my little sister and the called “the small) In those few days we were in the boat, Blanca washed our clothes and she combed very well my sister. Short hair . the journey lasted more than a week and one afternoon we arrived at the place that would be our next refuge: the city of Montlucon. Guy and White put us mourning‘s armbands and we walk together as a family towards Montlucon's cemetery, there in the chapel was just waiting for us a religious sister accompanied by other children. Quickly the nun mixed us with the group of children, we had just the time say goodbye to Guy and Blanca, and in line with the rest of children we went to the convent, where according to the priest of Pontlevoy who had organized our crossing of the demarcation line, we would be safe. In the Catholic convent where my brothers and found refuge we returned to study, Jacob continued his elementary school, Leah continuous learning how to write and to read and I continued the studies for my