tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post5548283242796078513..comments2024-03-27T16:19:53.023+00:00Comments on Friko's World: Permutations on Lamps and The People Who Owned Them (IV)Frikohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04277167831642088694noreply@blogger.comBlogger28125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-43088658698456189372014-12-03T03:53:39.681+00:002014-12-03T03:53:39.681+00:00I'm glad that good triumphed over evil in this...I'm glad that good triumphed over evil in this story. You still had to suffer. He never should have been a teacher. Sally Wesselyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06470453773515491625noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-79899917990818454292014-11-30T15:06:36.526+00:002014-11-30T15:06:36.526+00:00I'm glad good came from bad for you, Friko, an...I'm glad good came from bad for you, Friko, and that eventually you had the education best suited to your gifts. But what a painful way to achieve it.Perpetuahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01214396019726161983noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-74256991406213513712014-11-29T17:48:58.843+00:002014-11-29T17:48:58.843+00:00What a shame that things had to be that way but I&...What a shame that things had to be that way but I'm glad you were able to move on to a better situation and become the person you are today. Hilaryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12787493532006658679noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-64786346154856557562014-11-29T10:26:33.596+00:002014-11-29T10:26:33.596+00:00History lessons !!! I still have my history lesson...History lessons !!! I still have my history lesson book from this time in secondary school ! WWII was mentioned with exactly 15 lines ! Before I was moved to Brussels by my father, mother and I of course had to follow, nobody had ever explained anything to me ! And even then, total silence. Only the day when workers spit on my feet because they heard me speaking German, I asked my parents "Gattinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06636525277807715146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-76597212430142514062014-11-27T17:01:41.168+00:002014-11-27T17:01:41.168+00:00The happy end, Friko. Your story is a bit sad. But...The happy end, Friko. Your story is a bit sad. But you could enter to Grammar School, it was the only good thing!Nadezdahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08159291982383302922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-83772060440808646612014-11-26T15:37:59.773+00:002014-11-26T15:37:59.773+00:00well, you certainly got the better end of the deal...well, you certainly got the better end of the deal...access to a better education. I feel sorry, sort of, for the teacher who had a good student who liked and admired him and he destroyed that over political differences, not with you, but with your parents. what a fool.ellen abbotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00535475792150335186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-15868006399959200762014-11-26T11:06:41.366+00:002014-11-26T11:06:41.366+00:00The '50s were a strange time ...
My mother...The '50s were a strange time ... <br />My mother's parents were delighted that their sons and sons-in-law had all survived the war but were rather bemused by their politics . They no longer automatically joined the unions . One was a SNP campaigner , one had even become a card-carrying communist ! Even going to church had become optional . <br />When my father talked about going off to SmitoniusAndSonatahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11210817141287881808noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-61761878768444672812014-11-26T04:03:26.493+00:002014-11-26T04:03:26.493+00:00Wow. It turned out well for you, in the end, but w...Wow. It turned out well for you, in the end, but what pain to get there! I would love to sit here, safe and comfortable in my home here in the US, with no threats except that of some random violence maybe and point the Finger of Judgment at Herr Thomanek, to say, "How immature, rude, downright cruel!" But really, as you pointed out, the politics of the situation… I have not a clue what Cassandrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12407466438773284596noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-35062050242200189662014-11-25T22:43:44.324+00:002014-11-25T22:43:44.324+00:00I don't know what to say but don't want to...I don't know what to say but don't want to say nothing. I am so glad I am no longer a child. I never understand the vast nostalgia for childhood and I say that as a happy person whose family were loving and sustaining and whose childhood was full of the nurturing which makes one able to handle quite how hard life is. Childhood, however happy, is a powerless, choiceless state, or was inElizabeth Musgravehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09473705107636868753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-84690553107247651142014-11-25T22:36:07.217+00:002014-11-25T22:36:07.217+00:00@The Broad; you are right. I was born in Germany i...@The Broad; you are right. I was born in Germany in 1952, but my family left in 1953, so I'm completely unable to comprehend the horrors and deprivations. I'm wondering now if this was the reason we left. I'll never know. But now I am very grateful to have been raised in Australia, so very far away from all that went on there. Riverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14794655013673748992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-17322279865879132252014-11-25T12:58:06.552+00:002014-11-25T12:58:06.552+00:00Your story is so interesting on so many levels. Co...Your story is so interesting on so many levels. Complex political histories, the movement of German people from East to West, in a country devastated by bombs and defeat. It is impossible for people outside of Germany to comprehend the horrors and deprivations of the postwar era in that country. Your story is a perfect exploration of the dynamics of the period and the effects it had on adults andThe Broadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04976467218216864644noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-47927560117837755692014-11-25T11:27:47.512+00:002014-11-25T11:27:47.512+00:00You chose the no-brainer and it seems like life in...You chose the no-brainer and it seems like life in school and the yard will be OK from here - looking forward to next installment. Its a true pity when young as you were, that you & your parents had to deal with this - what a frightening start for a young pupil.LilliStJohnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06771499579700164919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-73938740701140631342014-11-25T10:18:13.997+00:002014-11-25T10:18:13.997+00:00Hi Friko - being 'a kid' in those days was...Hi Friko - being 'a kid' in those days was difficult and I was in England ... but I can feel what you were going through ... desperate times for a child to have to adapt, put on a blank face, and as best one could get on with it. Dreadful times then - but fortunate with the grammar school education .. and now we know where some of your love and knowledge of literature and poetry came Hilary Melton-Butcherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17596532480645510678noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-39391416886907070192014-11-25T07:12:23.529+00:002014-11-25T07:12:23.529+00:00That you had the opportunity to go to Grammar Scho...That you had the opportunity to go to Grammar School is the only good thing that came out of this. Well, apart from the fact of seeing your mother fighting for you instead of either simply accepting the situation or rather believing your teacher.Librarianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704656564078750607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-47348943962217688882014-11-25T07:09:45.914+00:002014-11-25T07:09:45.914+00:00What a terribly sad story. I've just caught up...What a terribly sad story. I've just caught up on your last three posts. It's so terrible when someone turns on you, and you have no idea why.Juliethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01542985048406828693noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-33341227499869620082014-11-25T04:14:37.160+00:002014-11-25T04:14:37.160+00:00We are all a culmination of our experiences.. Thi...We are all a culmination of our experiences.. This had to be very difficult for you, but I have a feeling you used this to make you the strong lady you are today. Starting Over, Accepting Changes - Maybehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06032033918798053005noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-81712282887369920012014-11-25T03:38:49.075+00:002014-11-25T03:38:49.075+00:00As well he should have turned his back on you -- i...As well he should have turned his back on you -- in shame. His actions are unforgiveable. I so admire all you did in the face of that adversity. Perhaps you didn't even realize it, but to move forward at that age is such a difficult thing for a child to do. Such emotional cruelty is uncalled for. I would hope that would never happen today. But I'm not so sure...Jeaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17482528482559445943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-16180567994819493052014-11-25T02:07:46.232+00:002014-11-25T02:07:46.232+00:00Hey, some mystery and a win. Not always did these ...Hey, some mystery and a win. Not always did these situations turn out well. Many times the student was destroyed.Redhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17996243850279671523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-52432579810074822592014-11-25T00:05:53.878+00:002014-11-25T00:05:53.878+00:00Friko, I do look forward to seeing you on my next ...Friko, I do look forward to seeing you on my next UK visit...hoping that will be next year, perhaps in springtime. As I read this series of posts, I kept wishing that I could talk with you about my questions and feelings about these childhood school experiences of yours. Your fine writing has expressed them so well, but in my own curious way, you've caught me with lots of questions.<br /><Franceshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08352407314710067616noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-65561760954878759782014-11-24T23:47:45.632+00:002014-11-24T23:47:45.632+00:00What tough decisions for you and your parents and ...What tough decisions for you and your parents and I am glad it turned out ok eventually, and you even made a dear friend.Terra https://www.blogger.com/profile/04396481049075747940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-77367203375410186912014-11-24T23:17:46.080+00:002014-11-24T23:17:46.080+00:00Such scars for little children. I just want to hu...Such scars for little children. I just want to hug you and each and everyone who has had such a difficult time. War scars parents and I am sure that was a big part of all of it as you wrote. We Americans read about war and the struggles in Europe, but we are such a protected and pampered population.Taborhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15257045780724471840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-4407534419694799132014-11-24T23:11:02.747+00:002014-11-24T23:11:02.747+00:00You mom was a brave woman. I enjoyed getting to kn...You mom was a brave woman. I enjoyed getting to know her a little during your story. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-44233943814725895592014-11-24T22:30:26.271+00:002014-11-24T22:30:26.271+00:00It turned out better than I thought possible for y...It turned out better than I thought possible for you, Friko. And now the mystery is somewhat solved, and you are a strong, educated woman who can write with exceedingly good results. Thank you for this story, and I'll look for the afterword. :-)DJanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07152183871573797791noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-76591357647204930302014-11-24T22:26:42.482+00:002014-11-24T22:26:42.482+00:00Thank you.
Sad, powerful and moving.Thank you.<br />Sad, powerful and moving.Elephant's Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06650565833097914052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294026230680025155.post-57853629322995912542014-11-24T22:09:48.085+00:002014-11-24T22:09:48.085+00:00We never forget being singled out as the different...We never forget being singled out as the different one when children - particularly in school. Yes, I have my story(s) but it would be anti-climactic in the level you have shared here. . . .<br /><br /><br /><br />ALOHA from Honolulu<br /><a href="http://comfortspiral.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">ComfortSpiral</a><br /> =^..^= Cloudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05853753108637831069noreply@blogger.com