Are our interests during childhood the stepping stones, the seeds, for whatever we end up doing in adulthood?
What will Sinterklaas bring me? |
I found it in a scrapbook my mother made for me, a very, very long time ago.
To my delight there were many drawings and pages of writing in there too: A drawing made on my first day at school, age 4; Letters and drawings for Sinterklaas and Zwarte Piet (Saint Nicolas and Black Peter); Handmade birthday cards for my parents, and Mother's Day and Father's Day's Poems; Christmas and New Year's wishes.
The pages in this scrapbook which really made me sit up and think how my past shaped my present day life, were the pages from school notebooks.
Translation
"This little girl is me.
I am big already.
In learn in school
We paste things.
I make a beautiful book
A book with images
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I still make books,
with images...
I still write stories based on images.
Forests.
Forests.
Living in a small hut (lovely!)
Not quite the reality, but a dream all the same.
Not quite the reality, but a dream all the same.
Happy with a small gift.
Not sure about the rich man though...
Title: Het Vogeltje |
(The little bird)
Not my own story I am sure
but curious it survived for almost 50 years
Birds...
Little Birds...
I have spend the last 18 years writing about,
and creating birds...
Thank goodness my writing has improved
from these Very First Written Letters
My first written 'words', aged 4 |
My more current writing and books
See HERE
2 comments:
This is gorgeous. I think we are shaped by our childhood more than we know, for good or ill. It's lovely that you've been able to continue on with your childhood fascinations.
Thank you Theresa, I must say that it came as a bit of a surprise to me that there were stories of birds and nature in the almost 50 year old scrapbook!
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