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Tales from the Towers

Wednesday Jan 18, 2012
“Well, of course it’s known that the older you get, the more difficult it is to fall asleep!” says Esther.   We once more sit together, a few friends in our favorite café and discuss our sleeping habits.   “I can’t fall asleep either!” I contribute to the talk.   “You? YOU? You sleep like a log, it seems that whenever I call you, I wake you up and then you yell at me! I think...
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Wednesday Jan 11, 2012
That Saturday I decided to meet with someone whom I knew I would never meet again in my life.   “Why did you want to talk to me?” I was asked.   “Well, I have to discuss some issues with you, good and bad, but mostly bad and I need some answers!”   “Why do you drag me up now when you know that soon I’ll be dead, and even if I did not always please you, one should forgive the dying!”...
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Thursday Jan 05, 2012
  When I took over the English Circle from Hanni, the previous chair person, I had to adhere to all the rules and regulations which were previously imposed by her. I suppose she had a good reason for boycotting discussions about politics and religion,  maybe due to overheated debates, arguments, or whatever took place there before I joined the circle about 7 years ago. There was the additional caveat which...
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Wednesday Dec 28, 2011
I remember the day, many years ago, when my son complimented me on my multi-tasking. “I don’t know how you do it, he said, you prepare and cook a soup and a roast. You supervise the progress of you cooking..  then you jump up and settle down at the computer, after which you remember that you owe a phone call and spend minutes on the phone with Esther, after which you go back to the kitchen to check the stove. You run...
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Wednesday Dec 21, 2011
My pious grandfather introduced me to basic bible. I was 5 or 6 years old  when sitting on his lap he told me of  all the great heroes and great deeds told in the Book of Books and I listened fascinated while watching at the same time his  rich brown beard which by that time was already lined with gray . I thought it would be nice if he’d let me run a comb through it, but I never dared  suggest it. By the...
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