Class 11 English (Snapshots book) Chapter 2 - The Address
By Marga Minco
The Address- Introduction of the Lesson
The story is about the human predicament that follows the pre-War and Post-War period. Mrs. S who was a Jews was a rich lady. Whereas, Mrs. Dorling was a non-Jews. The girl, daughter of Mrs. S, had lost her house and her mother during the war and now she had decided to come back to take her possessions from Mrs. Dorling, an acquaintance whose address was given by her mother years ago. When she reached the house, the woman treated her with a cold reception and didn’t let her into the house. She decided to go back anyway and then she met her daughter who let her in and told her to wait inside. When she saw all the possessions in front of her, she couldn’t connect with them and decided to leave the house.
About the Author: Marga Minco
• Marga Minco was a Dutch author and journalist, born in 1920 in the Netherlands.
• She is best known for writing about the trauma of war, especially the impact of World War II on Jews in the Netherlands.
• Her writing is simple yet powerful, often focusing on the psychological scars left by the war.
• “The Address” is a short story that reflects personal loss, displacement, and the emotional consequences of war.
Theme of “The Address”
1. Loss and Displacement due to War:
• The story explores how war displaces people from their homes and lives, leaving them emotionally shattered.
• The narrator returns to find her past possessions but feels disconnected from them, reflecting the deeper loss of family and identity.
2. Memory and the Past:
• The story highlights how physical objects from the past may not hold the same meaning after trauma.
• The narrator visits the address to reconnect with her past but finds that memories cannot be revived through material things alone.
3. Human Greed and Betrayal:
• Mrs. Dorling, a woman who was supposed to “safeguard” the narrator’s belongings, instead keeps and uses them selfishly.
• This betrayal symbolizes how war brings out both the best and worst in people.
4. Letting Go and Moving On:
• The narrator ultimately decides to walk away from the address, realizing that clinging to the past only deepens her pain.
• The story ends with a sense of emotional maturity and acceptance.
The Address- Summary
After ringing the doorbell of Mrs. Dorling who lived at Number 46, Marconi Street, the protagonist was given a cold reception and Mrs Dorling took much time to recognize her. Mrs Dorling had thought everyone in the protanogist’s family was dead and asked if anyone else had come along with her. Mrs Dorling refused to let the protagonist inside her home and told her to come back sometime later. The protagonist recognized her mother’s green cardigan which Mrs Dorling was wearing. She decided to go back to the train station and thought about her mother and how she told her about Mrs. Dorling who was an acquaintance of hers. During the war, Mrs Dorling would visit their house and take their possessions with her as she didn’t want them to get lost if they ever left the place. Mrs. Dorling had a broad back.
The protagonist decided to go to Mrs Dorling’s home to get back their belongings. When she rang the bell, Mrs. Dorling’s daughter answered the door. She let her in and asked her to wait in the living room. When they were crossing the passage, the protagonist noticed their Hanukkah candle stand that they had never used because it had been unmanageable. When she reached the living room, she was horrified as she saw all her mother’s things that were arranged in a tasteless manner. The furniture was ugly and the room had a muggy smell and it made her disinterested and she wanted to leave the place. Mrs. Dorling’s daughter offered her a cup of tea and the protagonist noticed the old table cloth that had a burn mark on it. When the girl was showing her the silver fork and spoons that actually belonged to the protagonist, she jumped up and walked out of the house. She decided not to visit the place again as it brought back memories of the past and hence, she decided to forget the address.
characters and their character sketches
1. The Narrator (Unnamed Daughter) -- Protagonist; represents post-war trauma and healing
• Sensitive and Emotional: The narrator deeply feels the loss of her mother and the disconnection from her past.
• Curious and Determined: She visits the address given by her mother to reclaim her belongings after the war.
• Mature and Reflective: She realizes that material possessions cannot restore the past and chooses to let go and move on.
• Symbol of Loss: She represents the people who lost their families, homes, and identities during the war.
Quote: “I was in a room I knew and did not know…”
2. Mrs. Dorling --Antagonist; took advantage of narrator’s family
• Possessive and Selfish: During the war, she took away the narrator’s family belongings for “safekeeping,” but later kept them for herself.
• Unwelcoming and Evasive: When the narrator visits her after the war, she does not invite her in and pretends not to recognize her.
• Opportunistic: Took advantage of the narrator’s vulnerable family during wartime.
• Represents Post-War Greed: Her behavior reflects how some people exploited others during and after the war.
Quote: “She wore my mother’s green knitted cardigan. The wooden buttons were rather pale from washing.”
3. The Narrator’s Mother-- Symbol of lost heritage and war’s impact
• Trusting and Hopeful: She trusted Mrs. Dorling and gave her valuable possessions for safekeeping.
• Victim of Circumstance: She was a silent sufferer during the war, ultimately perishing like many others.
• Symbol of a Lost Generation: Her life and death represent the countless lives disrupted and destroyed by war.
• Though she does not appear directly, she plays a central role in the story’s emotional core.
4. Mrs. Dorling’s Daughter (Minor Character)-- Minor role; symbolizes generational disconnect
• Innocent and Friendly: She lets the narrator into the house and is unaware of the past connection between their families.
• Unknowing Holder of History: She represents the younger generation who live among the remains of a past they don’t understand.
The Address-
‘DO you still know me?’ I asked.
The woman looked at me searchingly. She had opened the door a chink. I came closer and stood on the step.
‘No, I don’t know you.’
‘I’m Mrs S’s daughter.’
She held her hand on the door as though she wanted to prevent it opening any further. Her face gave absolutely no sign of recognition. She kept staring at me in silence.
Perhaps I was mistaken, I thought, perhaps it isn’t her. I had seen her only once, fleetingly, and that was years ago. It was most probable that I had rung the wrong bell. The woman let go of the door and stepped to the side. She was wearing my mother’s green knitted cardigan. The wooden buttons were rather pale from washing. She saw that I was looking at the cardigan and half hid herself again behind the door. But I knew now that I was right.
Chink – narrow opening
Fleetingly – for a short time
‘Well, you knew my mother?’ I asked.
‘Have you come back?’ said the woman. ‘I thought that no one had come back.’
‘Only me.’
A door opened and closed in the passage behind her. A musty smell emerged.
‘I regret I cannot do anything for you.’
‘I’ve come here specially on the train. I wanted to talk to you for a moment.’
‘It is not convenient for me now,’ said the woman. ‘I can’t see you. Another time.’
She nodded and cautiously closed the door as though no one inside the house should be disturbed.
I stood where I was on the step. The curtain in front of the bay window moved. Someone stared at me and would then have asked what I wanted. ‘Oh, nothing,’ the woman would have said. ‘It was nothing.’
Musty – stale
I looked at the name-plate again. Dorling it said, in black letters on white enamel. And on the jamb, a bit higher, the number. Number 46.
As I walked slowly back to the station I thought about my mother, who had given me the address years ago. It had been in the first half of the War. I was home for a few days and it struck me immediately that something or other about the rooms had changed. I missed various things. My mother was surprised I should have noticed so quickly. Then she told me about Mrs Dorling. I had never heard of her but apparently she was an old acquaintance of my mother, whom she hadn’t seen for years. She had suddenly turned up and renewed their contact. Since then she had come regularly.
Enamel – an opaque or semi-transparent substance that is a type of glass
Jamb – side post of a window, fireplace or doorway
Acquaintance – stranger or social contact
‘Every time she leaves here she takes something home with her,’ said my mother. ‘She took all the table silver in one go. And then the antique plates that hung there. She had trouble lugging those large vases, and I’m worried she got a crick in her back from the crockery.’ My mother shook her head pityingly. ‘I would never have dared ask her. She suggested it to me herself. She even insisted. She wanted to save all my nice things. If we have to leave here we shall lose everything, she says.’
‘Have you agreed with her that she should keep everything?’ I asked.
‘As if that’s necessary,’ my mother cried. ‘It would simply be an insult to talk like that. And think about the risk she’s running, each time she goes out of our door with a full suitcase or bag.’
Lugging – carry a heavy object with great effort
Pityingly – feeling sorrow
Crick – cramp or spasm in muscles
My mother seemed to notice that I was not entirely convinced. She looked at me reprovingly and after that we spoke no more about it.
Meanwhile I had arrived at the station without having paid much attention to things on the way. I was walking in familiar places again for the first time since the War, but I did not want to go further than was necessary. I didn’t want to upset myself with the sight of streets and houses full of memories from a precious time.
In the train back I saw Mrs Dorling in front of me again as I had the first time I met her. It was the morning after the day my mother had told me about her. I had got up late and, coming downstairs, I saw my mother about to see someone out. A woman with a broad back.
‘There is my daughter,’ said my mother. She beckoned to me.
The woman nodded and picked up the suitcase under the coat-rack. She wore a brown coat and a shapeless hat.
‘Does she live far away?’ I asked, seeing the difficulty she had going out of the house with the heavy case.
‘In Marconi Street,’ said my mother. ‘Number 46. Remember that.’
Reprovingly – critically
Beckoned – signaled
I had remembered it. But I had waited a long time to go there. Initially after the Liberation I was absolutely not interested in all that stored stuff, and naturally I was also rather afraid of it. Afraid of being confronted with things that had belonged to a connection that no longer existed; which were hidden away in cupboards and boxes and waiting in vain until they were put back in their place again; which had endured all those years because they were ‘things.’
But gradually everything became more normal again. Bread was getting to be a lighter colour, there was a bed you could sleep in unthreatened, a room with a view you were more used to glancing at each day. And one day I noticed I was curious about all the possessions that must still be at that address. I wanted to see them, touch, remember.
After my first visit in vain to Mrs Dorling’s house I decided to try a second time. Now a girl of about fifteen opened the door to me. I asked her if her mother was at home.
‘No’ she said, ‘my mother’s doing an errand.’
‘No matter,’ I said, ‘I’ll wait for her.’
Liberation – Liberty or Freeing
Endured – suffered
Vain – hopeless
I followed the girl along the passage. An old-fashioned iron Hanukkah1 candle-holder hung next to a mirror. We never used it because it was much more cumbersome than a single candlestick.
‘Won’t you sit down?’ asked the girl. She held open the door of the living-room and I went inside past her. I stopped, horrified. I was in a room I knew and did not know. I found myself in the midst of things I did want to see again but which oppressed me in the strange atmosphere. Or because of the tasteless way everything was arranged, because of the ugly furniture or the muggy smell that hung there, I don’t know; but I scarcely dared to look around me. The girl moved a chair. I sat down and stared at the woollen table-cloth. I rubbed it. My fingers grew warm from rubbing. I followed the lines of the pattern. Somewhere on the edge there should be a burn mark that had never been repaired.
‘My mother’ll be back soon,’ said the girl. ‘I’ve already made tea for her. Will you have a cup?’
‘Thank you.’
Hanukkah – The Feast of Lights, a Hebrew festival in December
Cumbersome – unmanageable
Midst – middle
Muggy – humid
I looked up. The girl put cups ready on the tea-table. She had a broad back. Just like her mother. She poured tea from a white pot. All it had was a gold border on the lid, I remembered. She opened a box and took some spoons out.
‘That’s a nice box.’ I heard my own voice. It was a strange voice. As though each sound was different in this room.
‘Oh, you know about them?’ She had turned round and brought me my tea. She laughed. ‘My mother says it is antique. We’ve got lots more.’ She pointed round the room. ‘See for yourself.’
I had no need to follow her hand. I knew which things she meant. I just looked at the still life over the tea-table. As a child I had always fancied the apple on the pewter plate.
‘We use it for everything,’ she said. ‘Once we even ate off the plates hanging there on the wall. I wanted to so much. But it wasn’t anything special.’
I had found the burn mark on the table-cloth. The girl looked questioningly at me.
Pewter plate – plate made of a gray alloy of tin
‘Yes,’ I said, ‘you get so used to touching all these lovely things in the house, you hardly look at them any more. You only notice when something is missing, because it has to be repaired or because you have lent it, for example.’
Again I heard the unnatural sound of my voice and I went on: ‘I remember my mother once asked me if I would help her polish the silver. It was a very long time ago and I was probably bored that day or perhaps I had to stay at home because I was ill, as she had never asked me before. I asked her which silver she meant and she replied, surprised, that it was the spoons, forks and knives, of course. And that was the strange thing, I didn’t know the cutlery we ate off every day was silver.’
The girl laughed again.
‘I bet you don’t know it is either.’ I looked intently at her. ‘What we eat with?’ she asked.
‘Well, do you know?’
She hesitated. She walked to the sideboard and wanted to open a drawer. ‘I’ll look. It’s in here.’
I jumped up. ‘I was forgetting the time. I must catch my train.’
She had her hand on the drawer. ‘Don’t you want to wait for my mother?’
‘No, I must go.’ I walked to the door. The girl pulled the drawer open. ‘I can find my own way.’
As I walked down the passage I heard the jingling of spoons and forks.
At the corner of the road I looked up at the name-plate. Marconi Street, it said. I had been at Number 46. The address was correct. But now I didn’t want to remember it any more. I wouldn’t go back there because the objects that are linked in your memory with the familiar life of former times instantly lose their value when, severed from them, you see them again in strange surroundings. And what should I have done with them in a small rented room where the shreds of black-out paper still hung along the windows and no more than a handful of cutlery fitted in the narrow table drawer?
I resolved to forget the address. Of all the things I had to forget, that would be the easiest.
Jingling – ringing
Questions and Answers
1. ‘Have you come back?’ said the woman. ‘I thought that no one had come back.’ Does this statement give some clue about the story? If yes, what is it?
Ans: The quoted statement gives us a clue about the story. It means that the two families were acquaintances who knew each other and stayed nearby. During the war, many families left the land to take refuge in another place while some of the families stayed back at the same place. Mrs. Dorling thought that the family of Mrs. S died during the war and that is why she gave such a cold reaction to the girl who came to visit her.
2. The story is divided into pre-War and post-War times. What hardships do you think the girl underwent during these times?
Ans: The story is based on the pre-War and post-War period. The family of the girl was rich before the war and they had valuable possessions in their house. When the war started, Mrs. Dorling established contact with them and started visiting them again. She started taking the possessions with her whenever she would visit as she believed if they would leave the place, such things should not be wasted. The girl suffered a lot, her mother died and she had to live in a rented place. She found it really difficult to go back to the place where her childhood was spent and she wanted her belongings back. When she went to meet Mrs. Dorling, she noticed how the things were arranged in a tasteless manner. She could no longer connect to them and she lost her interest in them and partly she was afraid. The girl finally decided to leave the house and forget the address.
3. Why did the narrator of the story want to forget the address?
Ans: Mrs. Dorling kept the valuable items in her house until the war was over as she didn’t want them to lose during the war in case they decided to leave the place. Her mother gave her the address of Mrs. Dorling ’46, Marconi Street’. She remembered the address and decided to visit her anyway. She was afraid to visit the place again as it brought back many past memories. When she saw all the possessions, they were arranged in a tasteless manner and she lost interest in them. She could not connect with the things and thought that she would not stay at the house any longer, she would destroy the good memories she had with those items. She finally decided to forget the address and not to go back to that place.
4. ‘The Address’ is a story of human predicament that follows war. Comment.
Ans: The war always brings a lot of suffering to human beings. It brings them both destruction and death. ‘The Address’ is based on the same theme. During the war, all the belongings were taken by Mrs. Dorling who promised to keep them safe. The mother of the protagonist died and all the possessions were left with the acquaintance. Years later the girl decided to visit the house whose address was given by her mother years ago. The woman showed no sympathy to her and took the time to even recognize her. She thought everyone in her family had died. The girl wanted to take back her belongings. She didn’t allow the girl to enter the house. She seemed like a woman who didn’t have any human emotions. So, the war leaves the world desolated and it cannot be healed.
EXTRA QUESTIONS
📘 1. Title-Based Question
Q. Why is the story titled “The Address”? Justify the significance of the title.
Answer:
The title “The Address” is symbolic as well as literal. It refers to the address given by the narrator’s mother, where their belongings were sent during the war for safekeeping. Later, it becomes a place the narrator visits in search of her lost past. The address symbolizes her emotional journey, the betrayal she faces, and her final realization that the past cannot be reclaimed. It becomes a metaphor for loss, memory, and closure.
Q. How does the title “The Address” reflect both physical and emotional aspects of the story?
Answer Hint:
• Physical: It’s the literal location where the narrator’s mother’s belongings were kept.
• Emotional: Represents a link to the narrator’s lost past and her emotional search for identity, belonging, and closure.
• Irony: Though she finds the address, she doesn’t find the emotional comfort she was seeking.
🎭 2. Theme-Based Question
Q. What are the central themes explored in “The Address”?
Answer:
The story explores several themes:
• Loss due to war – of home, family, and identity.
• Displacement and disconnection from the past.
• Materialism vs Emotional attachment – how physical objects cannot restore emotional ties.
• Betrayal and trust – Mrs. Dorling’s actions show human selfishness in times of crisis.
• Letting go and moving on – the narrator chooses emotional peace over painful memories.
Q. How does the story explore the theme of ‘memory versus reality’?
Answer Hint:
• Memory: The narrator recalls warm, emotional moments from her home before the war.
• Reality: Finds those same objects in a cold, unfamiliar setting in Mrs. Dorling’s house.
• Realization: The emotional connection to objects is lost when detached from their original setting.
✅ 3. Competency-Based Question (CBQ)
Q. What can we infer about the narrator’s emotional growth throughout the story?
Answer:
The narrator grows from being a nostalgic and emotional person to a mature individual who learns to detach herself from the pain of her past. Initially, she seeks comfort in familiar objects, but later understands that these belongings only deepen her grief. Her decision to walk away from the address shows emotional intelligence, resilience, and self-awareness.
Q. Evaluate the narrator’s decision to not return to the address again. Was it wise?
Answer Hint:
• Shows maturity and emotional intelligence.
• Helps her break free from emotional pain and move on.
• Instead of clinging to objects, she chooses mental peace.
💡 4. Value-Based Question
Q. What moral or value lesson does the story teach us?
Answer:
The story teaches that:
• Letting go of painful memories is essential for healing.
• Material possessions are temporary; emotional well-being is lasting.
• Trust should be placed wisely, especially during crises.
• War not only destroys lives but also degrades human relationships.
• One should focus on inner peace and acceptance, rather than chasing the past.
Q. What values or human qualities does Mrs. Dorling lack? What does it teach us?
Answer Hint:
• Lacks empathy, honesty, and integrity.
• Took advantage of trust during a crisis.
• Teaches us to remain morally strong even in difficult times.
🤔 5. Situation-Based Question
Q. Imagine you are in the narrator’s place. Would you have reacted the same way? Justify your response.
Answer:
If I were in the narrator’s place, I would also have felt a deep emotional pull toward my past. However, like the narrator, I would have eventually realized that the emotional pain caused by those memories cannot be healed through objects. Walking away was a wise decision. Holding on to the past would have only caused more suffering.
Q. If Mrs. Dorling had returned the belongings or welcomed the narrator warmly, how might the story have changed?
Answer Hint:
• The narrator may have had a moment of closure and reconciliation.
• Might have reconnected with her past through the objects.
• Theme would shift from letting go to reclaiming the past, changing the emotional impact of the story.
🌍 6. Current Affairs-Based Question
Q. How is the theme of displacement in “The Address” relevant in today’s world, especially in the context of refugees and war victims?
Answer:
The story resonates deeply with the plight of modern-day refugees from war-torn regions like Ukraine, Gaza, Syria, and Sudan. Like the narrator, millions of people today are forced to leave their homes, lose their possessions, and struggle to reconnect with their past. The emotional trauma, loss of trust, and need to rebuild life are universal themes that make “The Address” timeless and relevant even today.
Q. How can this story help us understand the experiences of war-displaced families today (e.g., Ukraine, Syria)?
Answer Hint:
• Many modern families also face betrayal, loss of home, and emotional trauma.
• Like the narrator, they struggle with identity, memory, and rebuilding life.
• The story shows the universal impact of conflict on civilians, regardless of time or place.
✍️ 7. Creative Writing-Based Questions
Q1. Imagine you are the narrator. Write a diary entry after your visit to Mrs. Dorling’s house.
Answer HINT:
Dear Diary,
Today I walked into my past, only to find it hollow. Mrs. Dorling had my mother’s things, yet everything felt unfamiliar. The house was filled with objects, but not with love or memories. I realized that nothing—not even the green cardigan—can bring back what I’ve lost. I walked away, not from things, but from pain. I’m ready to let go now…
Q2. Write a short speech on how war impacts human relationships, using examples from “The Address”.
Answer:
Respected teachers and friends,
War is not just about borders, bombs, or battles. It’s also about broken hearts and shattered trust. In Marga Minco’s “The Address”, a young girl returns to claim her past, only to find it stolen by someone she once trusted. Mrs. Dorling, in the name of safekeeping, kept things that didn’t belong to her. This shows how war changes people—kindness fades, and selfishness rises. The story reminds us that in the end, it’s not what we lose that matters, but how we rise after losing everything. Thank you.
Q3. Imagine you are Mrs. Dorling. Write a letter to the narrator explaining your actions during the war.
Answer Hint:
• Begin with guilt or justification (e.g., “I did what I thought was necessary…”).
• Mention the fear and chaos during war.
• Express regret for not returning the items.
• Apologize for not recognizing her and offer to return the belongings.
Q4. Write a short story imagining the narrator 10 years later reflecting on her decision to let go of her past.
Answer Hint:
• Show a peaceful, content narrator, living in a new city.
• She may visit a museum or antique shop and see something familiar, triggering memories.
• Reflects on how healing comes not from possessions, but from emotional strength and acceptance.
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