Friday, May 9, 2008

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Elke .


lived opposite Michael Roth Barth. He was ahead in all a year. He was playing better badminton, threw the harder snow balls and was able to two-finger whistle. The latter I never learned.
I called him Rothi, he called Kampi me. If one of us was boring, as long as he was in the front yard and down, until by chance on the opposite side of the other showed. Rothi then whistled through their fingers and we were agreed. Since I could not whistle on your fingers, I was pointed in the opposite case the lips. It was just a pitiful low sound out of it, but if not just a plane over our roofs, the approach path to the airport Schoenefeld targeted, then it was in Bohnsdorf pretty quiet, so that one could even hear my thin whistle. Rothi came over and we played any exciting young things.
Rothi was my best friend, a funny guy and ready for any mischief. Tormented him only a terrible evil. This evil was said Elke and his 3 years younger sister. Sometimes when I brought Rothi refereed had been a while and we played in the garden, suddenly appeared next to us and Elke wanted to play. Those who had committed only the frivolity to teach her to walk? And why we had to atone for this error? At first we were arguing.
Elke, badminton is only for two. "
" play the game I want! "
" You can but not at all. "
" play the game I want! "
" Go back home, Elke, "
" I want to play! "If we refused
more persistent, then broke out this little gnome with a big round glasses at some point a deafening From noise. Siren-like, he swelled to its highest tone, remained there at maximum volume, and was interrupted only occasionally by brief pauses in breathing. Elke howled exactly the signal from the atomic alarm. The whole street could hear it. The Bohnsdorf were so used to some noise. Every few minutes, a plane flew over their houses shake and let the windows. But the noise went back, howling Elkes remained.
stayed What can we do so when they leave play. One of us set out, the other played with her shuttlecock. It was absurd. Elke did not hit a ball even when it missed its own mark the ball every other time with Elke to play badminton, was the purest Buck-Dich Olympics. But instead of a show at some point, they still looked forward to her failure.
ran the table tennis can not help it. Every football game with her was a farce. What would have made Rothi and I will be able, if it were not for Elke?
After we played a while with Elke, Rothi whispered to me one day something in his ear. Then we ran away to a secret sign out. There was no means of escape, so it was always around the house, Elke after us. Countless hours of my childhood I spent running away from a little girl screaming. It was unworthy, but what could we do? Sometimes, while our laps around the house heard Elke crying. Now it was time to be on guard. For when we were faster, we could overtake them easily with our flight.
One day Elke was unexpectedly somewhat wiser. Instead of us always running behind, she changed direction, and we ran it straight into the arms. She was happy about their thieving prank. From now on, we had to be careful.
Soon we could not arrange to meet with pipes. An eye contact across the garden fence had to meet, and Rothi had sneaked across. One time we hid in the shed of her. For minutes we were so in wait. Through the cracks in the shed, we could see the garden well. We knew: Eventually, Elke would notice that her brother was not home. It would include one and one together and come running over.
What we did there? Why are we wasting our precious time? Why could not I Rothi be an only child? And why I was being dragged along? My parents did have everything right. They had fathered a second child. Still, I was lying in wait for me to hide from a little sister.
had to wait a long time we do not. Elke came from behind the house and looked blankly at the empty garden. As it stood, the small Mitspielmonster with the big glasses, that was good for nothing. Cleverly she looked around. She went into the garage and entered even our house, what was its not really allowed. She was no coward, that had to leave to her. After they had searched in vain for a while, they disappeared again. I considered the matter for now over, but Rothi held me back. "Caution! This is a trap. "And he was right of course. A short time later came a second time Elke This time they looked more thoroughly and found us. She had simply become too clever. We had no chance. Why
Elke ever wanted to play with us, I remained a mystery. They even invited me every year for their birthday. No wonder I had always been like a brother to her, I ran away from her.

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

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