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I’ve been angry all my life. Until recently. It started with being angry at my father for not loving my mother. One day he smashed my baby sister’s milk bottle against the wall, loudly shaming my mother for not being able to breastfeed her. My mother was protecting my sister by pulling her tightly to […]
My two grandmothers were totally different. One was fat and cheerful, the other one thin and strict. I always wondered whom I would resemble most when I reached old age. When I was 16 my mother came to watch a theater show in which I played a queen. I was … Lees meer
Mijn twee oma’s waren heel verschillend. De een was dik en gezellig, de ander was dun en streng. Ik vroeg me altijd af op wie van de twee ik zou gaan lijken als ik oud was. Toen ik een jaar of 16 was kwam mijn moeder kijken naar een theatervoorstelling … Lees meer