Other early childhood memories

This post is a side-note to Everything is a witness statement. I remember being fed baby food from a jar. I remember being fed small squares of bread with jam. […]

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Rewriting history

Memory is limited.. Today’s story shows it. In an earlier post I talked about the lip sync evenings in our village. I remember I participated with my mother in one […]

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Home is not a place

Around 2005, 15 years ago now, I fled the chaos and moved out. I moved 100 kilometres to go live in the city where I was attending university, Eindhoven. Life […]