Riaan en Kari Doorduin: Stella word 4

18 Mei 2015

Stella word 4

Vincent

Jou maats raak almal 4

Een van die dae is dit jou beurt.

Jy hou van partytjies.

Stella is jou maatjie wat al van Tjokkerland af saam met jou kom - hulle woon op 'n plaas in 'n werkershuisie - 'n gesellige klein huisie. Sy is 'n lekker wilde kind, 'n plaasmeisie wat hoenders jaag (tot haar ouers se ontsteltenis). Die eerste keer wat ons by haar gekuier het, het sy probeer om jou sover te kry om van 'n kas af op haar bed te spring. Ek dink nie jy wou nie, maar sy het jou hand gevat en jou probeer optrek. En toe voeter sy van die kas af. Ons het net 'n groot val gehoor, en moes kom trane afvee. Xenia het 'n reel gemaak dat daar nie meer van kaste af gespring mag word nie, maar ek het gedink dit was nogal cool.

Sy het laasweek 4 geword. Met 'n pienk koek wat Xenia self gemaak het - wortelkoek - waaraan niemand van julle gewoond was nie. Estienne het saam met julle gaan grenadella's jag - en die meeste pret was ook om binne op Stella en Sebastian se beddens rond te spring.
Jy het so smart gelyk met jou waterbootse en pappa se hollandse keppie. Ek wens ek het 'n foto geneem toe jy met die trappe afgestap het.

Geen opmerkings nie:

Plaas 'n opmerking

Teken in op: Plaas opmerkings (Atom)

"Science without religion is lame, religion without science is blind." -Albert Einstein

"He who cannot draw on 3000 years is living from hand to mouth." -Goethe

"When confronted with a work of art, we have to open our minds to allow it to carry us away. If we seek to relate intimately to another person, we have to be prepared to make ourselves vulnerable.." - Karen Armstrong

I wanted to live everywhere and smell, taste, feel everything. I wanted to go to sea, explore unknown lands, take off in a space rocket, dine only at all-you-can-eat restaurants, be the last to leave parties. What I couldn’t acknowledge then, and hardly now, is that life just isn’t like that for most of us. The quicksands of suburbia were lurking at every step, and those who broke on through to the sunlit uplands couldn’t find their way back, even when the poverty and lack of enthusiasm for climbing means they wanted to come back. It was the dream of an immature young man, which is exactly what I was.
My eyes would be drawn inevitably to the low ridge of purple hills that ringed the east side of Manchester. The weight of the city; of all those people moving on their tiny arcs across its concrete streets, would be lifted for a moment. That place, over there in those hills, was somewhere I could feel alive, where the moment of release could give me the clarity to understand unconsciously that poetry, prophecy, and religion are all one.

- Ed Douglas: Voices from the Summit, 2000

Nog quotes

Behold the guarantee - the bold print giveth, and the fine print taketh away.

Ask not for whom the telephone bell tolls. If thou art in the bath, it tolls for thee.

If the world were good for nothing else, it is a fine subject for speculation.

What is my loftiest ambition? I've always wanted to throw an egg into an electric fan..

His handshake ought not to be used except as a tourniquet.

Some people can stay longer in an hour than others can in a week.

Many a man's reputation would not know his character if they met on the street.

The world is moving so fast these days, that men who says it can't be done are generally interrupted by men who are doing it.

Pioneers are the people with the arrows in their backs.