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Growing Up In The 40s – Pre-War Years in Ljubljana – WWII
Dear Readers, After four years I’m finally coming back to this memoir. I’d like to finish it while memories are still floating in my mind. At times I’m overwhelmed by panic that there isn’t much time left. I’m 84. … Continue reading
Growing Up In The 1940s – In Captivity – Punishment – WWII
Dear Readers, After four years I’m finally coming back to this memoir. I’d like to finish it while memories are still floating in my mind. At times I’m overwhelmed by panic that there isn’t much time left. I’m 84. … Continue reading
Growing Up In The 1940s – In Captivity – Article 104 – WWII
Dear Readers, After four years I’m finally coming back to this memoir. I’d like to finish it while memories are still floating in my mind. At times I’m overwhelmed by panic that there isn’t much time left. I’m 84. I’m … Continue reading
Growing Up In The 1940s – Top Priority: Patients’ Welfare – WWII
Dear Readers, After four years I’m finally coming back to this memoir. I’d like to finish it while memories are still floating in my mind. At times I’m overwhelmed by panic that there isn’t much time left. I’m 84. I’m … Continue reading
Growing Up In The 1940s – In Captivity – The Kind Oberarzt (continued) – WWII
Dear Readers, After four years I’m finally coming back to this memoir. I’d like to finish it while memories are still floating in my mind. At times I’m overwhelmed by panic that there isn’t much time left. I’m 84. I’m … Continue reading
Posted in History, Story, WWII
Tagged Dr Bogdan Stojic, French prisoners, Germany in WWII, Growing Up In The Forties, historical memoir, History, In Captivity, kind German Oberarzt, memoir, memories, Novel, photos, POW in Germany in WWII, Stalag VIIIB/344 LAMSDORF PRISONERS OF WAR, Stalag VIIID TESCHEN, wartime story, WWII, WWII memoir
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Growing Up In The 1940s – In Captivity – The Kind Oberarzt – WWII
Dear Readers, After four years I’m finally coming back to this memoir. I’d like to finish it while memories are still floating in my mind. At times I’m overwhelmed by panic that there isn’t much time left. I’m 84. I’m … Continue reading
Decluttering bit by bit… digging up memories
Could I pass off as Lawrence of Arabia? Perhaps, if I had blue eyes and was a tiny bit younger …? No, a lot younger! I found this headgear as I was decluttering the belly dancing drawer. Well, yes, I … Continue reading
Posted in Story
Tagged belly dancing, dance, decluttering, humour, Lawrence of Arabia, memories, Novel, remembering, shimmy, story
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Growing Up IN The 1940s – Life on the Farm – World War II
This year we are celebrating the 70th Anniversary of the end of World War Two. It was such a long time ago. I’m trying to remember what it was like for me in those turbulent years of War, and what … Continue reading
Posted in History, Story, WWII
Tagged 70th Anniversary of the end of WWII, Bregana, Growing Up In The Forties, History, kindness, life on the farm, Lili Marlene, love song, Marlene Dietrich, memoir, memories, Novel, Vera Lynn, WWII, YouTube
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Dreams on my Pillow in Warm Sydney
In the middle of summer I’m dreaming of winter Of white landscapes And giant snowflakes On the frosted window Dreams on my pillow Tomorrow’s the day We’ll take out the sleigh Ride over valley and hill For sure we will … Continue reading
The Sound of Rain – Kintsugi Poets Society BlogHop Day 6
The sound of soft rain In countless silver droplets Glides down the window pane Stirring memories of carefree times When the soul was young Oh to dream those dreams again! Would it take away all the pain Stored in … Continue reading
Posted in Dark Poetry, Free Verse, Irina Dimitric-Stojic, Kintsugi, Kintsugi Poets Society, Photography, Visual Arts
Tagged broken heart, child, dark poetry, darkness, dreams, free verse, God, innocence, Kintsugi, Kintsugi Poets Society, memories, Novel, prayer, rain, Sound
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