Since I haven't been heard from for a long time, I would like to tell you a true story that happened a long, long time ago. I was a kid back then and came home from kindergarten around noon. The family, i.e. mom and dad, grandma and grandpa, aunt (our nanny) were at lunch and didn't notice that I was already there. I can't say what we had to eat, but it seems everyone liked it. Since I had not (yet) received any attention at this point, I decided to look around the courtyard. First I got on the Bulldog and simulated driving noises, got off again and examined the load of the attached car. It...

Whether in the yard or in the barn, chickens need to run free.
And they also need a rooster to take care of them. The rooster watches over his chicken clan. The goal of the young chickens is to turn a chicken into a mother hen one day. A mother hen hatches several eggs at the same time. And she wants to protect her brood. They cover their nest completely so that all eggs get the warmth they need. Little by little the little golden-yellow chicks hatch and the mother hen warms her young chickens until they become resistant. Now if an order came from my grandma. "Get two eggs in the barn", then...

The chicane was different every Friday afternoon.
"Give me your beret," said the sergeant.
I gave him my headgear and wondered what will happen next.
The Uffz took my beret and threw it under my bed.
Do it again, he said.
Of course there was some dust on the beret.
Clean up afterwards, said the harassment officer.
Then he blew in the keyhole from the other side and showed us the dust print on the cloth.
It was another chicane.
Finally we could line up in front of the rooms.
Then it was time to line up in front of the building.
At the roll call we had to run again as usual.
All groups stood...

Careful, hot, shouted the sturdy village blacksmith in his element.
The village of Krum slowly awoke from its hibernation.
Many a young farmer yawned from waiting at the entrance to the forge.
Ignatius really wanted to lend a hand and stand by the blacksmith's side. At the age of five, of course, that wasn't possible.
At that moment Johann, the father of little Ignatius, stepped into the group.
It was fine with the father that Ignaz, as he called his youngest child, was interested in the blacksmith's trade.
Johann and his wife Adelheid had seven children.
The firstborn should get the court....