When I was as old as my little boy, nine years old, I was a quiet, timid girl being very afraid of talking to other people than my family and blushing when I had to talk to the teacher during the classes. I don’t know how I survived so many displeasing situations in the […]
Little boy is a very sunny, caring and clever kid, and his self-confidence is big. I often tell him how great he is. For example, during his violin lesson he is talking without fear telling his teacher why it has been difficult to rehearse, why it has been easy to play this way […]
Circus means childhood. And I wanted to go back to KNIE, our big, almost 100 year old Swiss Circus – the first time with my two boys. I was seven when my German grandfather wanted to go with me to KNIE. As I had already been with my mom two days ago, I knew […]
Being together with some friends means enjoying life. I don’t need to be very intellectual or very funny. I am just the way I am. I remember when my parents invited their friends, my family had to spend some very dumb hours. My father tried to talk as intelligently as possible. My mother tried to […]
While taking this picture of my younger son today, I remembered when I was his age; and we had summer vacation. I felt so happy and free of all school stuff. I spent some weeks with my grandmother and was playing all day long with my cousins. Only at mealtime, I had to go home […]
When you have to start your day with a discussion about orange trousers, I guess you have pubescent teenagers in your household, too. If you don’t live with kids, I guess you imagine this discussion rather funny. But I tell you: it is not funny at all. Big boy puts on his younger brother’s trousers […]
When I was a teenager, I used to write down my thoughts in a diary. Those moments were very important to me, lying on me bed and trying to describe how I got along with my parents, teachers and friends. But re-reading my diary after weeks, months or years was even more important to […]
I don’t have a lot of memories of my childhood playing together with other children. Maybe, it is because my mother wanted us, my brother and me, to be around her when we came back from school. Maybe, she was feeling so lonely at home when we were at school and she was happy […]
There is this little smile, shy but secured because of the glass wall in-between. It is like her parents are protecting her fragile childhood. So, this little Indian girl can grow and ripe and getting prepared for the future. The glass wall will be disappearing more and more. She will get into contact […]