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Corrie Ten Boom Read By Amy Landecker

About the Episode

Once upon a time, a girl risked everything to do what was right. Her name was Corrie. From the time she was a small child, Corrie learned two things from her parents: how to make a broken watch tick and how to care for people in need. Her family always took in those less fortunate than themselves, so when Jewish people knocked on their door asking for sanctuary, Corrie knew just what to do. Her courage saved more than 800 people from persecution during WWII.

Get to Know Amy Landecker

Amy Landecker is known for her portrayal of Sarah Pfefferman on the award-winning Amazon original series “Transparent.” Other TV credits include: Season 3 of “Sneaky Pete,” recurring opposite Giovanni Ribisi, “Room 104,” “Louie,” “Revenge,” “House M.D.,” “Curb Your Enthusiasm,” and “House of Lies.”

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Once upon a time there was a girl who grew up in a house full of clocks. Her name was Corrie. Corrie’s father was a watchmaker. 

Every day, Corrie ran down the steep, twisting staircase to step into the family watch repair  shop, where a hundred ticking voices welcomed her like old friends. She would look over her  father’s shoulder as he patiently gazed at the inner workings of each watch, explaining how  every tiny gear had its own part to play in making this marvelous instrument tick. And when she  grew up, she would join him repairing these delicate instruments. 

But in 1940, World War II came to Holland. A dictator named Adolf Hitler was trying to take over  Europe, and he had a terrifying plan, threatening and killing anyone who stood in his way. 

With the same careful attention that she used to make watches run smoothly, Corrie started to  do all she could to clog the gears of the machine Hitler had built to fulfil his evil mission. 

The stakes were high, and she knew she could die trying. 

 

SHOW INTRO 

<THEME MUSIC> 

I’m AMY LANDECKER. And this is Goodnight Stories for Rebel Girls. 

A podcast about the rebel women who inspire us.  

This week: Corrie Ten Boom. 

<END THEME MUSIC> 

 

TICK TOCK LIFE 

The house where Corrie grew up had its own name: the Beje. It was a funny old place that was  actually two houses. Facing the street, stood a skinny and stately old-fashioned Dutch home;  behind it was an even skinnier house. The two buildings were connected by a creaky spiral  staircase. 

Corrie’s home was cozy—and crowded with family: her mother, father, one brother, two sisters,  and three aunts. Full as the Beje often was, Corrie’s family never turned away anyone in need  of a bed, a meal, or a friendly conversation.

When a local child needed a place to stay, Corrie set another place at the table for her new  foster brother or sister. When someone in town was sick, Corrie’s mother packed a basket of  food and set off to help. The scent of warm cake filled the kitchen and coffee bubbled on the  stove, just waiting for the next knock at the door. 

The Ten Booms were Christian, but their kindness was not only for people who shared their  beliefs. The way Corrie’s family saw it, God asked them to care for everyone, not just those who  spoke the same language or prayed the same way they did. So even as they worked in their  shop and cared for their families, they also lived in constant service to others, giving the time,  energy, and resources to help people in need. 

As Corrie grew up, she joined her father in the shop, and became the first woman licensed as a  watchmaker in Holland. Two of her siblings married and had children of their own, but Corrie  and her sister Betsie stayed at the Beje, caring for their mother and aunts until they aged and  passed away. 

Though people came and went, some things would never change. Corrie and her sister went to  concerts at the beautiful old cathedral every Sunday. They sat in pews worn smooth by  hundreds of years of worshippers. Corrie felt her soul grow calm as she listened to beautiful  music pour from a golden organ once played by Mozart himself. Every afternoon, Corrie and her  father walked the cobbled streets of Haarlem, waving and calling to the people they saw every  day. Life in Haarlem, it seemed, would never change. 

 

DARK CLOUDS 

But to the east, in Germany, much was changing indeed.  

At this time, Germany was run by Hitler. He believed that anyone who didn’t fit into his idea of a  perfect world should die. Hitler and his Nazi Party wanted to take over Europe, country by  country, until the whole continent was inhabited by only one type of person. 

One night in May of 1940, an explosion shook Corrie from her sleep. The Nazis had invaded  Holland. For five days, Dutch forces battled bravely, but the small country was no match for the  German army. Holland was now under Nazi occupation. 

At first, things did not seem so different. 

Then came small, scary changes. Rocks smashed through windows of Jewish shops. Ugly slurs  were scrawled on synagogues. The Nazis wanted people in Holland to participate in this cruel  treatment of their Jewish neighbors. How many people would accept The Nazi’s vile ideas?  

Too many people did. Corrie began to see signs everywhere, in shops, restaurants, libraries,  parks, and concert halls. They all said the same thing: “No Jews allowed.” 

Things got worse. Watches that Jewish customers left at the shop for repair weren’t picked up,  as if their owners had simply disappeared. And some of them had. Now on their daily walks,  Corrie and her father were horrified to see soldiers taking away men, women, and children wearing the yellow stars that Jewish people were forced to sew on their clothes. Where were  they taking them? No one would say. 

Corrie started delivering directly to her Jewish customers, so they would not have to risk arrest  by going outside. On one such visit, she interrupted a local doctor playing with his young  children. 

As she looked at him, she was struck with a horrifying realization: This family, and every Jewish  family like them, was in constant danger. Any minute, a knock could come on the door. Any  minute, this family could be forced into a truck and taken to prison—or worse. 

Right there, Corrie said a prayer: “Lord Jesus, I offer myself for your people. In any way. Any  place. Any time.” 

Her old, creaky house would be the place and the time was coming very soon. 

 

RESISTANCE 

Two years into the Nazi occupation, there was a knock at the door. 

It was a terrified Jewish woman holding a small suitcase. Police had raided her shop, and she  believed she would soon be arrested. She needed somewhere to hide. 

This trembling woman asked Corrie and her family to risk their lives for her—a stranger. It was  against the law for anyone to offer a Jewish person sanctuary in their home. If Corrie said yes,  there could be dire consequences. 

By now, Corrie was 50 years old. She had no illusions about the dangers of the Nazi regime and  knew just what to do. 

“In this house,” said Corrie’s father, “God’s people are always welcome.” 

Two nights later, an elderly couple knocked on the door in search of a hiding place. Corrie  offered them a room, too. Then another knock came. And another. And another. 

Soon, there were six people hiding from the Nazis in the Ten Booms’ old house. Every night, the  family and their guests gathered together to read the Old Testament, and play music— pretending as if all was normal. 

But if the police knocked on the door? Their Jewish friends would be rounded up, arrested,  dragged off to prison, and maybe even killed. They needed a place to hide. But in a house  already bursting at the seams, where could they go? 

At this point in her life, Corrie was part of the Resistance, the secret network working together to  help Jewish people and disrupt the Nazis’ plans. For every cruel policy the Nazis enacted,  members of the Dutch Underground had to be all the more clever, all the more creative, and all  the more brave to fight back and save lives.

When the network learned of the people in hiding at the Beje, they sent a man to pay a visit.  Before the war, he had been one of the most famous architects in Europe, but there, in Corrie’s  old house, he faced one of his greatest challenges yet. 

As he walked through the building, with its uneven walls and rickety stairs, he started to laugh. It  was perfect! The house was already so full of odd nooks and crannies that it would be easy to  create another: a secret room. 

A team of men built a new wall in Corrie’s bedroom concealing a space behind it just big enough  for six adults to hide. When Corrie walked in and saw the finished work, she couldn’t believe it— the new wall had been painted to look as old and water-stained as the others. She had lived in  that room for 50 years, and even she could hardly tell the difference. 

At the bottom of the wall, hidden underneath a shelf, a sliding panel was the only way in and out  of the hiding place. Over and over again, everyone practiced what to do if the Nazis arrived.  Corrie, Betsie, and their father would try to distract the officers with conversation; the Jewish  people in the house would race to the room before the soldiers could search the rest of the  building. Every second counted against their lives. 

 

RAID 

And then the day they feared would come…did. 

Corrie was sick in bed with the flu. She awoke to her Jewish friends racing frantically past her,  diving through the tiny trap door into the secret room. What was happening?  

Corrie sat up and looked around. She burned with fever. Through the haze of her sickness she  stumbled to reach for a briefcase full of important documents, containing names and addresses  of people in the resistance and those in hiding. She threw it into the secret room as the last  person slipped into the passageway and closed the door—just seconds before a Nazi officer  walked into her bedroom. 

“Where are you hiding the Jews?” he demanded, dragging her downstairs. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” said Corrie. 

The officer slapped her across the face, so hard she tasted blood. All she could think about  were the people hidden upstairs. Do not make a sound, she prayed. 

“Where is your secret room?” the officer shouted. 

Corrie was silent. He struck her again. But she said nothing. She would not betray her friends. 

Corrie, her sister Betsie, her elderly father, the shops’ employees, and even resistance workers  who had arrived after news spread about the raid were all arrested and taken to prison. Corrie  would need a whole new kind of courage now.

 

PRISON 

In prison, guards seized Corrie’s valuables: her wristwatch and her mother’s ring. The men were  separated from the women. Because they knew she was part of the resistance, the Nazis put  Corrie in solitary confinement to suffer alone. 

Prisoners slept on filthy straw mattresses and had barely enough to eat. The deprivation was  too much for many people. After 10 days of this mistreatment, Corrie’s father died. 

Prisoners were allowed mail, even though the guards read all their letters first. One day, Corrie  received a letter that said simply, “All the watches in your cabinet are safe.” It was code—the  people hidden in her home had escaped! 

Corrie and Betsie held on. They were transferred from prison to prison, until at last, they arrived  in Ravensbruck, the notorious women’s prison camp in Germany. This was the cruelest place of  all. Prisoners were forced to rise at dawn and stand for hours in the cold before beginning a day  of backbreaking labor. Many people died, including Corrie’s beloved sister, Betsie. It was  

heartbreaking, but Corrie refused to let the camp’s cruel conditions take away her humanity.  

And then, twelve days later, the prison guards called her name. They gave back her wristwatch  and her mother’s ring.Then they put her on a train and sent her home to Haarlem. 

One week later, every woman her age still held in Ravensbruck was executed. Her name, she  later found out, was accidentally put on the release list because of a paperwork error. She  called it a miracle. 

Corrie spent the rest of her life traveling the world, talking about faith and forgiveness, sharing  the courage that had kept her strong during the darkest time of her life.  

She died peacefully on April 15, 1983, on her 91st birthday. According to Jewish tradition, only  the most blessed and holy people have the good fortune to die on their birthday. 

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