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THE OTHER WAY OF LIVING

Thirza Fobbe
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The thing that impressed me the most was the kindness from the people. Even if you could see that they didn’t have a lot of money they still invited us for a coffee and gave us grapes from their own garden. Even if they knew that we could not speak their language they still wanted to spend time with us.
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There was an old man who offered me a lift in his car when I was walking down the mountains. Halfway down, he also offered me some Arra, or walnuts, that he had kept in his pockets. As I was fumbling with the hard shell, he stopped the vehicle and showed me how to break it open with a stone. Thereafter, we seemed more comfortable with the awkward silence during the journey on the bumpy road. It was then that I realised that the easiest way to break the ice with a stranger is perhaps to break some Arra together. Still to this day, I still remember this brief ride with the old man in a windowless car and the fleeting connection that we shared on the dusty road.

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Jetter
Pause
Du schenkst mir Trost und Ruhe. Deine Berge umgeben mich und halten mich wie eine Mutter ihr Kind in den Armen hält. Dein Fluss streichelt meine Haut und bedeckt mich mit Küssen. Mein Atem wird leichter, tiefer, ruhiger, während ich mich in deiner Größe und Weite verliere. Du gabst mir so viel, wie kann ich es dir zurück geben?
Sag es mir.
Break
You comfort and calm me. Your mountains surround me and hold me like a mother holds her child.
Your river caresses me and covers me with kisses. My breath becomes lighter, deeper, calmer, while I rest in your depth and width. You gave me so much, what can I give back?
Tell me.