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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