Monday 30 November 2015
Afterwards, she should have paid more attention, Jilda thought.
She
should have picked up the signals. But who in the world would have
thought that a new colleague, a volunteer in a nursing home off all,
would be so nasty that she even put a patient in danger?
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Sunday 08 November 2015
We talked about it for a while. Eggs from our own hens. It seemed like
so much fun, and so tasty too. And with an enormous extra profit. Our
own laying hens wouldn’t have to live in a big group, so there will be
less chance for deceases and our hens wouldn’t need “precautious”
medication, like for example antibiotics.
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Short story, published in Zmagazine, December 1999
Saturday 31 October 2015
That life on earth became more and more busy and that it was so noisy
down there, we knew already here above. And we, of the Association of
female Guardian Angels, we suffered terrible from that noise. It was
almost impossible to do our jobs.
“It cannot go on like this,” the Head of our Association said.
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Tuesday 27 October 2015
June 2015. At the last day of our holiday we strolled down the centre of
a cozy town in the South of the country. We passed a church where
someone was playing the organ and we decided to listen to it for a
while.
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Monday 17 August 2015
For good fourteen years I am corresponding with people under sentence of
death or imprisonment for life in America. Most prisoners I write to
have been behind bars for decades already. Those sentenced to death are
not allowed to work, and stay in their cell some 23 hours a day, alone
or with a cellmate.
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