part 1: my helene fischer years

By lanterns · Sep 9, 2019 ·
  1. hundreds of old slides were given to me by my mum with the order to dust, chronologically sort, catalogue and digitalize them, so that she can look at them again in a nice album, which i will have to assemble online and then have it printed and sent to her afterwards. well, thanks mum. not that i have some other fish to fry in this crucial phase of my life. my pleasure.

    i entitled this picture "my helene fischer years". here, skinny me is chanting a welcome address to the rising sun on the dilapidated rez, where we were living at that time, the sunshine bathing it in a golden light of glory and rejoicement...

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    i remember that i liked singing at school. my grandma used to sing a lot too when the radio was on and then used to dance with us through her kitchen. i stopped liking music lessons at school when i got a music teacher who would give those who were learning an instrument a better grade, i.e. mostly the better-off kids. i wanted to learn one too, but i was only offered the choice between playing the accordeon or nothing else, because my granddad had a spare one, and all my cousins had to learn playing it too, and never looked happy when they had to at christmas or other occasions. i didnt like the idea mostly bc i thought back then that the accordeon was the most uncool instrument on earth. when my granddad played it, i never knew whether it was the instrument or his asthmatic lungs that were producing this heavy breathing noise...

    nowadays i quite like listening to it. i remember that my grandad was mostly practising the snow waltz which made my grandma even more lighthearted and gay, humming along in glee ...

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