West Stow ist ein rekonstruiertes angelsächsisches Dorf im Osten Englands, offen für Besucher. West Stow is a reconstructed anglo saxon village in the East of England, open for visitors. Wir besuchten das Dorf an einem regnerischen Tag anfangs Oktober und waren beeindruckt davon, wie die …
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Whenever Angela looked down from the wooden bridge over the narrow part of the pond and saw the water lilies, it reminded her of holidays in Germany. She had been a little girl then. Her Grandma had introduced her to these water flowers: »If we …
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Zurzeit ist gerade eine neue Petition zum Thema “Bildung zu Hause” im Umlauf. Ich habe die Petition zwar unterschrieben, halte sie aber nicht für ideal. Eine alljährliche Prüfung, bei der sichergestellt wird, dass die verordneten Lernziele eingehalten werden müssen, finde ich unnötig. Sie erschwert eine …
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She felt a bubbling sea rising up in her as she grew angrier and angrier. She ordered the boiling waves to retreat. They obeyed. All she said in the end was: »Let’s forget it.« I have joined an online “Start to write fiction” course and …
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Jane Banbury was sitting at her desk. It was a dark desk, made of solid wood. Empty, apart from sheets of lined paper, an ink pen, a mild table lamp and a cup of steaming black tea. She hadn’t taken a sip yet, not wanting …
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Jane Banbury had more than an hour to wait for her train and it was unpleasantly cold at the station. The café on the opposite road side was not a place she would usually visit. As a writer, she avoided crowded places, nosy people, all …
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It was the year 2051. A year in which freedom was lost. The controlled district Engler-2, former country of England, was like an enormous concentration camp, but with less visible misery. Instead of barbwire, there were laser beamers controlling every step. No living person could …
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A. and T. are having an inspired discussion about dreams. I overhear bits and pieces of their conversation. A: Do you know those dreams, where you breath under water? (I remember dreaming of being under water and wondering, why I could breath normally.) T: Oh, …
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The opposite of love is not necessary hate, but fear. It is fear, that causes a lot of destruction. Most mistakes we do in life are out of fear and lack of trust. Fear is often a bad counsellor and makes us negligent, reluctant, aggressive, …
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