Mary Barker: The German truce 

Germany lost. I have been living in Berlin ever since my mother died and since then I haven’t cared about anything apart from classical music career. It was a cold evening in 1918 and the breeze was extremely cold, deep down I knew this wasn’t the end of war for Germany. I could imagine how the opposition and they’re ally would celebrate about the news- but I knew it wasn’t over.  As an American I tried my best to hide and remain somber. I did not want to anger any Germans because I knew it could potentially cost me my life if I said the wrong thing. From what I read in the newspapers; Germany was given a piece of paper to negotiate. I didn’t know what the terms were, but I knew it was serious business when the government accepted it.  After a couple days, I went to a bar downtown Berlin, that is where I would play on the piano. As I walked into the bar I sat down and listened to the conversations about the treaty.  Many blamed the generals in the German army whilst other blamed the Kaiser for the nation’s defeat. My friend Hied from the bar and I talked about the events and apparently Kaiser Wilhelm had gone into exile and left Germany in the hands of Jew and other generals. However, we had an argument, he accused me of being happy about the defeat because I was American. I ensured him I wasn’t happy, but he accused me of being bias towards the defeat of Germany. 

I left knowing our relationship wouldn’t never be the same. As a black woman in Germany, I already had a target on my back I didn’t need more trouble because I was from America. I have managed to become inconspicuous in the streets of Berlin as a black woman. Black women are less of a threat than black men in Germany, so I used that to my advantage. I would get the occasional slurs and hate but ever since Germans defeat but now, I fear for my life as an American. I left the bar and ran into Polla; she was a lady I ran into at the bar. Polla was a nice to me we exchanged greetings for a brief minute, and I walked back home thinking about whether I should leave Berlin.