Born in a very small village, where the folks were fine and our life divine, I learnt a lot about hard working people and their sense of humor.
And music was the language.
No one was bored, when collecting potatoes by hand into baskets, people would chat or even sing together.
Happy wife, happy life.
My grandparents owned small farms north of Hamburg, and I spent all my school summer vacations on the two farms of my grandparents.
They joked all the time and did not talk too much to a five year old country lad.
When I rushed, my Opa would day: An old man is not a fast train.
Politics was on the agenda constantly, and corrupt was a word I learnt when I could not even spell it.
When Shit gets to Power was one of the sentences I heard every evening at supper.
Farmer‘s midnight was 9pm.
Later they bought their first b&w Television!
And when Oma & Opa went to bed sleeping in the room next door, I was allowed to watch films until ARD closed down.
There was no ZDF then.
My father working in another small village as a school master, did not allow us to watch TV those days: This is Dirt, he used to say, and you will neither read nor learn, and your brain will rot away. He knew about farming and crops and foul and rotten tomatoes and apples for sure.
What is Brain Rot?
When the horses had to be taken to our House Meadow 3 km away, my youngest Aunties Hanna and Karin asked me to jump on a brown and very gentle horse, that had worked all day! There were no cars and only two tractors in this village right in the middle of Holstein between the horizons, left and two hours away the Blanke Hans (Nordsee) and the same distance on the right meaning east was the Baltic Sea: Die Ostsee, blue and yellow corn fields or canola crops, grain country and potatoes.
Hamburg was a day‘s journey, 4 hours to the south and 4 hours back.
Denmark with the border controls the same distance.
However, the Nord Ostsee Kanal Brücke was mostly closed! Ships with their masts had priority, and cars cued up for 2 hours waiting to pass the Drehbrücke. There was no Canal Tunnel like today.
And no Autobahn.
Autobahn and Aussie Autobarn.
Germany and Australia
Connections
Languages and Signs and Zeichensprache, today icon reading.
More here soon and to be continued.
Author & Blogger
Peter Hanns Bloecker, Director Of Studies (retired).
#Grandfather
#Narratives
#Stories
#Country
#Music
From my Archive 2025. Credit Peter Hanns Bloecker
Mamatschie, I want a horsie pls, or a motorbike or a BMW or a Diesel Tractor Lanz, in red or green.
Or a Porsche or Mercedes Benz.
Dream your dreams & do not give in.
Deutsche Eiche.
Aussen hart und innen weich.
You must be logged in to post a comment.