The coffee-maker snores whilst making the coffee which focus-seeking KaosPilots will slurp. Someone quivers a bit: Those dutch simple-glassed windows. The natural-coloured floor, wooden and rough to one's feet. Seagulls are lauging at the students standing inside, moving under the command of Darryl, the Kung Fu master. One of the 20 sets of keys, owned by students and staff who can access the building at all times, makes it's own little tune while it follows the Chi Gong movements of it's owner. The taste of either cold or burnt coffee along with appelkoeken. Cars passing by, slowing down a bit to peek through the windows. The mixed stench of the toilet and Ragnar's snus drifting by. Two girls making a Mind Map of the coming weekend. Muffled techno-beats from someone's headphones.
My school is becoming my home...
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8 comments:
Very well described Inga,
Your home becomes mine too!
Tack,
Karin
Great story to read. Remember my statement about storytelling:Effectiveness of story's on a scale of 1-10:
4 Others
6 Mine
8 Yours
10 Ours
This one is between6 and 10 so lets say 7 ;-)
Regards,
Pieter S
What do you mean? It´s totally ours!
Hi Inga,
als het goed is krijg ik nu geen mails meer. but I will follow you :)
Kus,
Karin
já! já! já! já!
þetta var ég að bregðast við blogginu þínu. ég elska þetta en ég sakna ingausa.tk. Tk var svo gott eftirnafn. Var ekki einhver sem sagði að sú síða væri gullmoli í vefsíðugerð nútímans.
Annars sakna ég þín og elska og les og skrifa og hugsa og þrái.
Komdu heim.
neibb, gullmolinn í vefsíðugerð nútímans var kasmírsíðan mín sem núna er tóm og ömurleg... Ingaausa.tk er fortíðin, rotterdaman er nútíðin og í framtíðinni er bloggið dautt...
Til hamingju með Rotterdömuna!!! Þú ert svo framsýn Inga...ef bloggið er nútíðin og í framtíðinni er það dautt - afhverju ert þú þá að nota það?
spurdu Elfried Klarenbeek...
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