12/31/12

The start



As this is all about me and how i look at it… From my point of view this next story is all about the start of many more…
Ok, it wasn’t a date. But in my memory it was the first blooper. Yes, the first as in there where many more to follow. Off course at that age I didn’t had a clue. Luckily!

At this point I was about 12 years old. It takes place at the farm of friends of my mum and dad. All the way in the east of the country. From the start I loved this place. It was so contra to my life in Amsterdam. Even as a kid. With all that space I felt more free.
We always had so much fun. Making bonfire. Looking for Easter eggs in hay-attic. Feeding the animals. Seeing them being born and getting named after me. Trying to drive in dad’s car on the dead end sand road. Ice skating on the little lake surrounded by fire torches. Swimming in the swamp. Running thru the corn fields. Doing a scouting expedition with the kids next door.
The neighbour kids…that brings me to the story:

I fancied the boy next door. He lived at the farm site that I liked so much. Once my head decided that I fancied him I liked going to the farm site even more.  Was I going to see him? If there was going to be a expedition, could I arrange to be in the same team? And would I dare to ask him to come to the bonfire.
Luckily we where kids and these thought gave me bubbles in my stomach. No headaches or over thinking situations at all. Most of all we just had fun. We all got along pretty well. I knew he at least liked me too when we exchanged addresses and wrote each other letters. Yes, real paper letters. There was a world before internet.
I remember the first letter he wrote me. Remember these bubbles…like a champagne bottle being opened. I was a happy camper.
The next trip after, the letters we wrote each other, i was off course excited to see him again.
So it came to this one night that we were going to play hide and seek around the farm. One of my favorites because there where so many places to hide!
First we were hiding on our own but after a few times we kept hiding together.The field. We decided to hide in the middle of the field.
Pit black and dark, a bright deck of stars above us. Very close to each other…waiting to be found…giggling…bended down in the high grass…so romantic…and then there was…the drop. I dropt. I lost my balance and I fell! Off course not just in the grass, no! In the middle of a bounch of thistles! 
Ouch!