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Our children are invited to the birthday. Children's Birthday of course. That our children are only in a double pack is now well known and accepted will smile. The two are also inseparable. Elaine (8) is totally on their large Brother Alexander (12) fixed, which is also trying in a touching manner about his little sister. The two love each other dearly. So now an invitation to the birthday of a classmate of Alexander - for both. The birthday will be held on the beach. A typical idea of a little overwhelmed and somewhat comfortable mothers: you load to the beach, MacDonald, or a Dairy Queen, sometimes to the bowling alley, the children are tired, the house stays clean & ndash , and after 2 hours of closing is funny.
Here are all the invitations from the beginning a limited time. Saturday from 2-4 is the most common formulation. Stay longer is unusual and most parents use to do the 2 hours for shopping. Will be celebrated at MacDonald also is a Mac-Donald-waitress and has the children, distributed Pappkrönchen and the brats are easily filled with hamburgers. All birthdays are structured according to similar patterns. There are 10-15 children, sometimes there are also 20, invited. They come to make their gifts on the table and begin first rave. In exceptional cases, a mother once prepared some ideas and takes care of the children and plays a game. Half of the time There are hot dogs in buns with ketchup and then a cake. That's always the same thing, a meaningless biscuit, but lavishly decorated with icing, a sugar-cream mixture into all the colors of the rainbow. The decorations take turns to move with Winnie the Pooh, Barbie, Batman or a construction site with bulldozers to the Icing.
place in the second hour will be a battle of material. All bags, who wrapped for an even and makes a loop on it (?), Will be unpacked, examined the gifts. The value of the gifts is between 15 and 25 dollars. Since the offer is limited, almost all children receive the same gifts, and ultimately the children are similar each other on the hair.
Although the house is the welcoming of our family, only 8 houses away, we drive 45 minutes to the beach. Fortunately, good weather, everyone has his bathing suit with. This time there's the cake first, everyone gets his piece on the paper plates with plastic forks. Fruit juice as a beverage. The parents want to buy and maintain drive away, and is worth today, not too far back to town. The parents also get a piece and of special interest now are the paeans to the unique taste of the cake. It's the same cake that was served last week at B and served next week at C will be. After the battle all the material falling into the warm Atlantic Ocean just 15 degrees, the parents are at the beach or sit on the sand. Small talk. Children dry off, say thank you, back home.
Different countries, different customs, but when I think of as ours EXPIRING birthdays .... well-dressed children, fine tableware, children's dishes, games, pot beat, guesswork, not 2 hours, all afternoon. The parents of other children sat in the living room, there was, cakes (plural), even fried, of course, wine and brandy for the adults. For celebrating the hopeful offspring. The last parents took their children against 12 clock at night and the next day we called and thanked us for the gifts. The way it was right at the entrance and in the presence of the donor were unwrapped.
It's summer, we are back from the trip and our children still have almost 2 months vacation. Because it makes sense, you think that the children play with the kids. Would be of course, the road is a private road, also a circle, so no through traffic and into the street at least 6 to 7 children live in the age of our children. So far, I've even reserved expressed, but what is now the skin off one's cap: The children do not play together! Can not. You are never there. Distributed to grandmothers or relatives. So the road is empty, yawning empty. Our children have long faces, every year the same: No children, no playmates. Somehow, parents have a wheel from here. This was the case in all countries of the world - go out, play together, here is a tour de force. Complicated arrangements of the parents - really interested in is the kids play together, nobody here. And so we pick up classmate approaching from further away, including at least ten minute drive away. With some exceptions, however, also made it difficult. After all, a set of parents but open-minded. Other children, it is not even allowed to swim in our lake. Let alone to drive the boat. Our Alexander is very proud, but now he can earn his boating license and experience and with the lake. But he is bitterly disappointed, except for a pair of parents allowed their children who are passengers no other. In the Canadian education system as much independence and autonomy is not provided. However - there is some joy: two German families do with their Children in our street vacation, every day the children put together now. Few restrictions, and of course they are allowed on board. Our children, it is good to hear the German language from another mouth, and not just by parents, probably also the German children, by dealing with our own, are increasingly brought to the English language. But these children fly away again, the long autumn and winter and are threatening to the effort with Canadian children stay together. Yesterday I had my
"Boys Night Out". Milton, Mark and I do that twice a year, in spring and autumn. This time it is the first time that spring, we have missed. It is always very difficult all (I mean us 3) to get under one umbrella. Renee was formerly also with us but now lives and works separately in Alberta. As usual, we go to the "Knot" in Lunenburg. Where should we go elsewhere. It's the only acceptable country pub, country from. I pick up Milton and by 7 we get there. It's Tuesday and packed, but 20 minutes later, almost empty. We order a draft and wait for Mark. Five times I had Jeff, our neighbors invited, but his dominant wife Michelle had always found something which prevented his Come along: "Oh may, Tuesday has, oh, but Jeff's meeting with his boss because he will not ...." Now, after 3 or 4 years I no longer wonder. She's afraid it could go not serious. But what can you do here frivolous? The only red light is the traffic lights in Bridgewater. Talking about women? This is boring in the long run and is also not very productive. So we talk about politics, fishing, travel, vacation plans for next year, Mark's thesis, our children - and our women. It follows a second beer, and later twice Rum-Cola.
share Suddenly 3 chicken to us. I know it sounds chauvinistic women to be called chicken, one can now so easily hurt feelings ... but in the face of what looks as close to us, think of with no other descriptive word. It is also the first time that something happened and we make our appeal to each other responsible. As we sit now: three married men - and 3 tipsy chicken. I remember dark, so to speak, from ancient times also, which one offhand now Makes remarks to explore each other, to beschnarchen to excavate a bit and to come closer ...
Not so here. The first question is addressed to us, "Where are you from" Hey, how, already, from Mark Rose Bay, 5 km to the east, Milton from West Dublin, übern flow and additional 3 km, and I made Hebb Ville 15 km away. After me, because of my accent, and does not believe nachbohrt if I'm Dutch and Swiss, to finally come to "German", a 20 minute discussion ensues about which side of the river, the better is . I do not know anything and I look closer to the chick's times. My neighbor has the car keys and is still the least wide. She is fairly attractive and I guess her age to 35 to 40 When she told me that she has 2 children aged 27 and 26, I fall fast from the bank. Since they must be 15 or 16 .... And then they would now be 42 or 43rd Hmm, nothing surprises me really, it's normal here very early or very late to start.
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The further course of the conversation to say, national custom. It's still all about how beautiful it is in this Area to live. My attempts to give the conversation a different turn fail at first. At least one Feger finally told that she is an interior decorator - well, at least she makes curtains on the windows and advises people to choose the fabric color of your wallpaper. It is not so good, unfortunately most people do it all myself. That sounds really interesting and I am waiting, they asked which of us will soon make a transformation of his home. Ask them not, in my liberal views they gave away a possibility. Meanwhile, my "Sober" neighbor, even with the car keys, moved closer and asked me out. I admit quite readily answer, but because their questions come as zähklebrig as she chews gum in the permanent, I take back the conversation and tell her about my divorce. An ever-good theme breaks, especially women with really, because I have to say so, that my brother married my first woman and the second marriage lasted only 55 days. "You're kidding ..., hi, I can not believe this ...!" Well, now it's about the evil men still more evil women another 10 minutes. Too bad I've been divorced only 2 times, otherwise it would have been enough for a full evening conversation. Meanwhile, the two other ladies and Mark Milton also told her life story. So when the small, I think they had the unusual name Debbie, nearly tipping the bank, my neighbor is resolutely on - and after a further 3 minutes, and a final charge with his knuckles on the Tables are vanished.
We are looking at us and . Laugh Clearly, time was nice to have some chicken at the table. On the other hand, brings us three roosters now clear awareness of what we at home to investment properties, agents have better value. We are suddenly very grateful.
The evening ends with a B52. This is a drink of an actual skin off the supports. Bottom layer "Grand Marnier" it "Kaluha," then "Irish coffee" and the top cream. Tastes great - but you should leave it with a drink. Unfortunately, I learned that night until after the fifth ... Now go I still Milton home, I insane, and falls to 2 clock even to bed. One evening, as in Nova Scotia can not be better. I'm looking forward to the next-Boys Night Out, it's the only more or less wicked activity in the last 7 years.
The next morning, then meeting the country owner-Assossiation. The owners meeting our street. The neighbors will be held at Scott, who is also the same time "president." After finally have all come on their imported garden chairs to rest,'s're off. Similar owner of a German event - financial, approval of the board, election and confirmation of the president, secretary and treasurer, almost spitting. It changes nothing. It's as boring as in a Bible class, but if one is missing you get the feeling one would have its ownership rights are not exercised properly. This time it comes to the subject tide - and a further study of this exciting local disaster. Then we all like to thank and applaud now the new street sign. What does the new. It is the first sensible Sign at all. It took 27 years to the natives of this sign muster and as much as $ 300 now charged the club treasury. The subject, a duck on a lake, a popular event - even me. What should you otherwise would have printed on the label. I secretly hope that it survived the winter and the sun does not fade much. Now looks after 26 years together with the newly set up and straightened out mail boxes and the freshly painted school bus shelter, the entrance to our street already fairly well behaved. Although I am sure that there are concerns that could attract the thieves. Therefore, it was also discussed at the meeting whether they should join an organization "Neighbourhoods-Watch". Here, the road already observed continuously. During the subsequent
Pot-Luck we cook and eat our hamburgers taste our salad, but sometimes the neighbor. My wife had pushed for lack of time, just some potatoes in the roasting pan with bowl of our oven, the fat from the chicken was on the previous day. The so-roasted potatoes are everyone praised to the skies and asked for the recipe. I have trouble to remain serious, and I almost pee in the pants with suppressed laughter.
Wow, that was another 2 days. As you see, chasing one event to another.
forecast yet this area is boring.
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