I am medium sized. So it is at least in my passport: no distinguishing marks, eye color blue gray, size medium. Once when I was holiday in Scotland and wanted to get me there on a bank counter, I had to show my passport. The Scottish Bank officials noted my name, gave me back passport and money and with it a certificate that I issued to a certain Mr. Blue Grey Medium war.Das I also: Mr. Medium. Not big not small, but medium sized. Too small to see in the back row at a rock concert, the band can, and too large to deeper inferiority complexes and resulting compensation strategies, such as delusions of grandeur and to develop world-domination fantasies. I will never run out of a war, but I will never throw in basketball with a decisive basket for the NBA championship. I'm bigger than my mother and smaller than my father. I am the arithmetic mean of Pat and Patachon, Asterix and Obelix, Dan Richter and Stephan Zeisig.Dabei I was a child more likely to be small. My growth curve indicated so in a medium size so back to 1.80, were still the most in my generation always bigger than me. Not much bigger, there were only a few centimeters common to the level that can never be really small, yet smaller than any other. Applicable provisions were all my hopes to the pubertal growth spurt. If only he used, basically everything is possible: 1.85; 1.90 - why not? . 1.80 The growth spurt began, I jumped up, inch by inch, 1.73, 176, 1.78, 1.79 - and then I stopped growing: But at least I wanted to be as big as my father. 1.79. An inch before 1.80 I just listened to growing up. 1.79. It's as if you shoot a 100m runner past the lead just before the finish. 1.79. I have a body size that reads like a price tag. 1.79. I am the bargain under the Central Great. The crust of bread on offer. Könnse give out on NEN centimeters? No? Oh right, Sun I advise against the worst unit in the middle price range, from which the seller must. Get started NEN centimeters on it, then you get 1.80 NEN-Great. I'm the device that is only because the shelf, so that the other units look better. The unsaleable. Mr. Blue Grey Medium. I have not even really blue eyes, but only as blue-gray. And my hair is strawberry blonde, a little blond in the summer, in winter a little more red, just a mixture of red and blonde. I am a middle of each. When I was a dachshund dog-bulldog, half out of the Dark Ages epoch and as a steak through. My life is one midsize Crises.1, 79 I am never in the middle, always just before it. I missed the Wall came down because I was just in the army. And I had just even leave: of 3 to 8 November. Until November 8! On the night of the 9th November I was in the barracks and slept. The next morning I saw the replay on TV. Thousands of East Germans crossed the border into beaming West Berlin. One shouted happily into the camera: "Who is sleeping now, is dead," No, I was not dead I was only of medium size, 1.79, always in short supply but by and by.
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