dinsdag 7 juli 2015

The Great Story of Greeningen. Scape one.

My name is Sarah Mijnsje Anne Marie Sival van Andel van Groningen. With my right hand pointing finger I touch buttons, buttons with codes on it, letters, figures. My left hand or my lap, that changes now and then, hold the machine in good order, the machine,  a device, known today as an iPad. Not to confuse with a tablet, because a tablet today, anno 2015, is something else. The iPad and the tablet almost look the same and almost work the same. The children are correcting me if a name an iPad a tablet and viceversa. It makes me think, not alarmed. Does it something have to do with the software? Influencing the naming of the hardware? Think about what I have read, what I have seen, whom I have seen, whom I have heard, etcetera. I like doing this. I thought about how I am going to order all the figures, so you are able to look at it, to read it, to get to know it. First things first. You know there is an on-and-out button, do you? And you have fingers and a head. You are in control of. How you read is not up to me. How I am going to write the Great Story of Greeningen, according to my ability to name things,  is filling in or up the idea that each blog I write is a portrait, or maybe better: a scape. Scape? You will learn in time.
The Great City of Greeningen has almost 800.000 citizens. They are not all named Kane. Citizens are people who mainly occupy buildings they like to call Home, as the British are used to say. It is happening today that other people than the citizens of Greeningen are in the Great City of Greeningen. These other people are counted by some governmental organisation and this organisation publishes counted figures on these people now and then. The most contemporary counting shows the figure which looks exactly like this figure: 400.000
I am a citizen most of the dayandnighttime. Once the 24 hours economy understanding was introduced, I dare writing this. It is a fact. It is true. The last 35 months I have been exercising as an historian, training for becoming an historian as you wish or 'struggling in the mud' another person have said. I had the best teacher you can imagine. The last 10 months he even acted as a friend. How good life can be in the Great City of Greeningen. The age of 50 came to me this year. I can name myself Sarah now. My parents didn't have any idea how to name me authentically. They did the same with my elder sister. They didn't do the same with my younger brother. My parents are still quite succesful, as grandparents, they are able to embrace seven grandchildren. How should they have had a clue about which child was to become extremely creative, extremely intelligent and extremely sensitive. And so tall! We are talking 1960s now. At that time I lived in the Great City of Utrecht for a period of three years. The first three memorable years of my life. The beginning of a life which has not ended, yet.

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