AN ADVENTUROUS LITTLE GIRL

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When I was a little girl I lived with my grandparents in a big village or a little town. There were lots of things to explore and I had always been quiet adventurous. I liked to play "Get lost" one of my favorite games, when I was around five. I left home and walked and walked and wanted to get lost and then being found ! Of course that never happened because I could walk for miles I always arrived in a place or street I knew and anyway the church tower was visible in the whole village. What a disappointment !

There were many farms around the village and I loved to go into the stables and watch how cows were milked. One day I waited that nobody was in the stable took a little stool and a bucket and choose a very friendly looking cow. I did exactly what I had seen sat on my stool  and touched the cow's udder. Apparently my grip was too soft, and tickled the cow, so she stamped with one leg and swang her tail right in my face. It was a slap like a whip, and probably therefore I never forgot this event ! The farmer and the people around laughed their heads off when they saw this little girl running out of the stable complaining that the cow has slapped her with its tail and apparently I had a red stripe on my face. I never tried to milk a cow again !

The owner of the house in which my grandparents lived had chickens. Each time I could I followed the lady when she picked up the eggs. I found that very funny so one day when nobody was there, I went into the henhouse and had a lot of fun because the chickens cackled hysterically and ran around. I tried to find eggs, but I didn't and while I was searching, the chickens escaped through the door I had left open and where all over the garden. My grandma and grandpa helped the lady to catch the chickens and bring them back into the henhouse. I only remember that the lady was very furious with me and my grandma, but although my grandma probably told me that I had done something very bad, I still today have the impression that she had a lot of fun too.




My grandma and me

A STORY OUT OF A SPECIAL CHILDHOOD (Manic Monday)

Pookie is 100 % for peace and love !

we all should do something for PEACE in the world. Maybe if politicians don't listen to people individually may be the number of people could do and why not we all here in Blogworld. So please lets all together Blog Blast For Peace and read this from Mimi's Blog !




With the upcoming "Blogblast for peace" on June 6th, I thought about some little stories about my childhood just after World War II.

I grew up just after world war II and as it was in Germany, it seemed completely normal to me that most of the city districts where I lived (Bonn) was in ruins. It had been destroyed to 80 %. Why it was that way I didn't know and it didn't bother me either. For me it was fun and places to play and discover new adventures.

We used to play in a ruin, which must have been a beautiful house. The garden was completely overgrown by weeds but some beautiful red flowers still got through and gave it a very special look. Of course the basement was not destroyed so that we had a roof over our heads which was especially nice when the weather was bad.

There we found old, half rotten dolls, plush animals and other toys. It was a real tresure hunting for us kids. We also found porcelan plates, cook wear and cuttlery. That the inhabitants of this house were probably dead came never in our mind, not even the fact that somebody had lived here. This ruin was a real paradise for us ! We could play with everything we found, made little living rooms and kitchens and play hide and seek. So many places to hide ! Nobody cared about what we were playing there our parents included, they all had other worries in mind.

There also was a hill with a big wood and there we played too of course. Once one of us suddenly disappeared and then screemed for help, we took a closer look and noticed that she had fallen in a hole which let to a hiding place which probably had been occupied by soldiers. We found subterranian alleys to explore and also rusty cookwear. We even found an old soldier's cap and books. It was so interesting ! Once we also found a foetus, which we didn't know of course what it was, we thought it was a strange doll. I don't even remember what we did with it.

Today it sounds like a quite careless behavior of our parents, because playing in ruins could be very dangerous. But back then it was part of normal life. These were our attraction parks to go in and play we didn't even have to pay an entrance fee, it was all free. (but at what a price !)