Die Magd aus Bullerbü
Astrid Lindgren ist doch schon eine klasse Kinderbuchautorin gewesen. Sie hat es verstanden Kinder so zu begeistern, dass sie in die Phantasiewelt eintauchen und spannende Abenteuer erleben können. Ähnlich ging es den Kindern von Frau Schneider, die eine Woche lang sich als Kinder von Bullerbü deffinierten und ihre Mutter direkt zur Magd hinabstuften. Und so fristete Frau Schneider und Frau Schneiders Mann ein Leben als Magd und Knecht bei den Kindern von Ginsheim-Bullerbü.
Fast genauso betroffen war die letzte Woche unsere Annegert, als sie feststellte, that it is a chicken. So as a star in Chinese characters. And I am a dragon ...
To make even a short day's reflection - which I am currently used by EMT - today was a very dignified day that began with a dance and ended with a drunken 13-year-olds at the maid of Noisy Village. In between there was the actual X-Light, a trip to the station for speech disorders at the University Hospital. It was very inter-binge, above all, we now know that no longer close Dirks vocal folds to 100 percent. But in this age is not entirely unusual that comforts the ENT doctor.
And now the very familiar view of tomorrow: Since we are not getting the certification work of the maid of Noisy Village , we will receive them by Gittys Klonmutter certainly. And what is very unusual for tomorrow morning, we have no Relionspädagogik. But we can already register for the additional certificate. But this quick because the seats are awarded twitching jerk. Too bad! But I guess that I can arrange with the situation. Somehow. Maybe I'm looking for solace then the O2-minus pastor in the fourth floor of the posterior chamber. He should be good. Erika claims in any event. Let's see what the morrow holds no matter how ...
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