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Life tells a lot of stories. Some of them that I have lived in Italy, Tanzania, Berlin, Frankfurt, New Zealand or the rest of the world I would like to share here. Some might be sad, some philosophical, most will be funny. Most will be in English, but some may also be in German (and on rare occasions in Italian). Feel free to comment on any given story in either of these languages. I would love to hear what you think and feel when you read those stories.
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The secret of the peg

Life is interestingPosted by Jules Fri, June 06, 2014 20:48:11
I got it. The connecting link, the constant in our lives, is a peg. It is what holds everything together, saves from being blown away by the wind, even a light storm. Attaches memories to ropes or fine threads. It is what our parents would use to dry our clothes when we were no more than helpless naked little worms. We might have moved to using drying tumblers while growing up, but a peg would still be a handy tool for all kinds of things. And then, before you know it, your life could be almost over. You hardly recognized the role pegs might have played in it. But it will be right there beside you, attached to your clothes, holding your napkin just in place so your tittering old hands can spill the food as they like. What a useful little object, what a steady companion.

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