When I was 11 my father allowed me to sit in his lab and steer the car. My mother and my three sisters were also in the car. On a long straight path he stepped on the speeder, and while the car was going faster and faster, he calmly told me to hold my focus […]
Read more "Cars and Tigers"When I was a child I had what I called ‘the dangerous friends’ (‘de farlige venner’ in danish). As opposed to my mother and my true childhood friends I referred to them using ‘the‘ instead of ‘my‘. Sometimes – securely hidden in a magical cave we made from pillows and blankets – I would share […]
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