October 5, 2025

Restart

What would you do if you lost all your possessions? Credit phb Like a computer, I would re - start my next life. I am living my third life now at the Gold Coast in Queensland, Australia. My first life was from 1 to 19. My second life from 19 to 65. My third life started, when I retired from the active school life in Germany. Once a teacher, always a teacher. As a kid I lived in a school, as my father was the only teacher in the village with 3 big farms. He received about 300 DM per month, and he had three children. This was in 1956. The farmers delivered a small pig (Ferkel) that was killed when grown up. Hanging on a ladder. The butcher came to the school house with an axe and bang … Then the blood was collected for Blood Pudding. Liver Sausage was kept in Glasses. The butcher tasted the liver half cooked only. Those were the days, my friend, when I was 7 years old, Credit phb

Rips

Screenshot by phb This post is about mateship and help and neighbourhood watch in Australia and more. Born in Holstein between the Horizons in 1949, I have left my Home and Home Country many times working abroad. With the help of some friends (Joe Cocker) plus a bit of LUCK, I was privileged to work in South West Africa (Namibia since 1989) in one of the oldest German High Schools abroad, initiated by the then German Kaiser. The DHPS and its allies, mostly farmers and small business owners, taught me so much, I could write three or more books. However, I am a rather lazy person, so I will only keep on running like a DIESEL or Volkswagen, and publish my first short stories. As a High School teacher of German and English, we analyzed many of the best ones ever published. One of the my favourites are: Hemingway, Stories of Initiation - the Nick Adams stories. Doris Lessing - No Witchcraft For Sale. Heinrich Boell T C Boyle. Just to name a few. Ich will sagen: Die Latte liegt eher hoch. The Australian Mateship is a rather unknown terrain for German born people. When I became an Aussie citizen, I had to undergo a citizen test before the authorities went ahead. An Online Test, of course. I studied the AUSSIE Mateship policy, and - honestly - I was blown away.…

T C Boyle

Passion | Credit phb Am Beispiel Essay writing werde ich hier entwickeln, wie SuS vom Schreiben eines Aufsatzes zur Facharbeit gelangen können, um später eine Uni zu besuchen. Schreiben setzt lesen voraus. Nicht jeder kann gut schreiben. We are only born to learn to read. There is a Life without Higher Education, however a life without learning at all is no life. Is there a life without dogs? Is there a life without horses? Family first and Community second. Get to know about Life, Commu-ne and Commu - nism. What is a life without Freedom? What is a life in Prisons? What is a crime? What is a criminal? These are the FAQ's a teacher in Germany has to be able to answer! Why? This is the Mother OF ALL QUESTIONS. TC Boyle and Paul Auster | Credit phb Coetzee & Auster | Credit phb Burleigh Heads | Credit phb Surfing at Burleigh | Credit phb World Champions Burleigh May 2025 WSL May 2025 | Credit phb Designing a course study on T.C. Boyle and his reception in German high schools and among adult readers is a fascinating endeavor, given his unique status in Germany. Below, I’ll outline a course structure and address why Boyle enjoys a pop-star-like popularity in Germany, drawing on his literary appeal, cultural resonance, and engagement with German audiences. Since this is a course design, I’ll keep…

Cycling

What could you do more of? I do not hesitate to state, I should cycle more in the next few months. 100km per day three times a week means about 300km per week. I believe this is great for my heart and my general health. Just do it. 5 hours of cycling including a few breaks should be great for myself. Die Wälder rauschen leise,Der Mond steht silbern klar,Ich geh auf stiller ReiseUnd träum, wie einst es war. Die Vögel schlafen drüben,Im Nest am alten Baum,Nur meine Sehnsucht blühenIm Herzen wie ein Traum. Ein Bächlein flüstert Lieder,So zart, so heimlich schön,Es ruft die Liebe wieder,Die längst schon ist verweh’n. Doch wenn die Sterne funkelnUnd Nacht den Tag verweht,Dann spür ich tief im Dunkeln,Wie still mein Herz noch geht. Evening | Credit phb Living & working with Passion Passion Fruit | Credit phb

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