dinsdag 21 juni 2011

I remember....

.... how my brother was ill on a day that it had snowed in a long time. I could play outside, but Floris couldn't. So my parents filled the bath with snow, so we could play inside with snow.

.... how my brother came home after falling down the stairs, well from the third step from below. He broke his collarbone and came home with his arm in a 'mitella'.

.... how I played with my brother in the windowsil with playmobil. And how we had a large wooden box for lego, divided in different spaces, so we could sort the lego. And we had plates with pieces of road on it, so we could make a long road and build stuff around it.

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