The Anne Frank Museum has uploaded the only existing footage of the girl - amounting to just 21 seconds. Stefany Anne Golberg reflects:
It’s funny how ghosts always appear at windows. They’re always
trying to get in, peering out, or — seen from outside wandering back
and forth — floating in and out of the window’s frame. Think Catherine
in Wuthering Heights, Peter Quint in Turn of the Screw, the charming maiden in The Deserted House, Poe’s The Haunted Palace…the
list is long. Nothing represents longing and loss like a window,
especially a haunted one.
It’s no wonder that the word “haunt” has its
roots in the word “home.” Ghosts are always trying to find their way
home, or find themselves lost in a home where they are unwanted. Even
when they are in a home, they never feel “at home.” Ghosts are
permanently homeless. They live in the space between inside and
outside, between home and not home, like a window. Lurking about a
window, the ghost hopes to see and be seen, aching to be free. But
ghosts are by definition in limbo, and therefore never free. Anne Frank
probably spent many hours at the window of Merwedeplein 37, caught in
the limbo between being a 12-year-old girl who must stay at home, and a
dreamer, a natural flâneur forced to wander the streets of Amsterdam in
her imagination.
