Saturday, 18 February 2017


My 88-year-old mother still reads in 3 languages. Her mind is clear, apart from some short-term memory loss due, possibly, to a fall a few months ago. I spoke with her Dutch at her home yesterday.

Actually, it was deeper than just a talk. It was more of an interview, since I had a set of questions on paper to refer to. They were about World War 2—the war in which, over 75 years ago, she lost her mother, a sister and 2 brothers.

It was a hell of an experience. I now know Mum—Oma—better than ever.

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