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"your thoughts on being bi- (or multi-) lingual, whether you think that the language in which you read a book makes a difference in your appreciation of it. Perhaps you could include some thoughts on translation" ([livejournal.com profile] decemberthirty)


Just to start of with a disclaimer: I never call myself multi lingual. Not even bi-lingual. But yes I have travelled a lot and I worked in several countries so I can cope in a few languages. And because I am an avid reader, I read books in different languages.
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(You asked for it, a series I started to give anyone the opportunity to tell me what to write. You want to tell me as well: leave a comment or mail me (E-mail in user info). This was part 14, no request waiting at the moment. Looking forward to future requests.)
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Over a year I haven't had any requests for my series You asked for it

Perhaps nobody has any idea's left. Or you can't be bothered to challenge me. Or you think the first twelf episodes were boring. All possible.

But those for you who just forgot the idea, who didn't have any inspiration then, who are new to my friendslist or anyone who has a request: go on. Challenge me. You give me the subject and I write about it in this LiveJournal. As simple as that. And your request will be remembered through the tag-system that LJ invented. Eternal fame is yours. And mine off course. It still is my LJ :-)
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You need to write about the "no" vote in your country (requested by [livejournal.com profile] lorelei_aisling)

The Dutch followed the French in rejecting the European constitution. According to a lot of media around the world this was a big event. Yet a week and a half later, nothing has happened to my life yet. There has been not a single moment that this no affected day to day life. I did write about the referendum before, as I am not a big fan of a referendum: http://www.livejournal.com/users/gerbie/395065.html

Obviously the event was bigger than I want it to be.
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Tell me about some of the travels of your adulthood, specifically the first one you can recall, and your most memorable one (requested by [livejournal.com profile] tbone)

I grew up in a small town. Big compared to all surrounding villages, yet small enough not to be considered a city. My parents took us (I’ve got a little sister) on a holiday every year, sometimes even twice, when they could afford a skiing holiday as well. By the time I was 12 I had seen the UK, Belgium, Germany, Austria, France, Switzerland and a tiny bit of Italy.

Yet considering the protected environment of my hometown, it was not very likely that I would turn out the traveller I am since the last decade. I guess the process started in 1991.
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Write something about tourism (requested by [livejournal.com profile] marnix)


The love-hate relationship of my life is called tourism. It was a decisive factor in my choice of study. It has offered me the opportunity to travel a lot, to get to know (parts of) the world and has helped me speak 6 languages. Up to today, I indirectly depend on the trade, as a teacher on a college for Tourism and Leisure Management.

Yet I do not ever want to be called a tourist.
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E.U. politics (requested by [livejournal.com profile] lorelei_aisling)

Is there such a thing as E.U. politics? It is difficult to tell. In general the feeling of most people in Europe is that the politicians in Strasbourg and the civil servants in Brussels are only there for their own sake and do not care about the citizens of Europe. They spent millions of ‘our’ tax-money and are basically a useless bunch of wankers.
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I’ve got no requests for a next episode in this series. Yet in my poll last week, several of you ([Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com], [livejournal.com profile] joy_joy and [livejournal.com profile] marnix) wanted me to continue this series. So go on, challenge me. Tell me what I need to write about. Obviously others are welcome to join in as well.
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I’d love to hear your reaction to our most recent elections (requested by [livejournal.com profile] yourownworld)

I got this request after I posted a few small remarks a day after the victory of the current president became known. I decided immediately to wait a few days before actually writing it. Reflection comes with time, ones perception changes with it. Days became weeks, but here it finally is. My take on your elections.
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Whatever happened to Darryl Strawberry? (requested by hansje)

Perhaps not even a challenge, perhaps just a question. Then again, after I stole her idea AND challenged her on her blog, this one must be my task from her. And seeing that anyone can just use any search engine and find out about what really happened to the big man, I assume she wants my take on it, my opinion. Hence here it is.
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(You asked for it, a series I started to give anyone the opportunity to tell me what to write. You want to tell me as well: leave a comment or mail me (email in user info). This was part 7, no requests waiting at the moment.)
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How do you think the exhibitionism and self-conscious posturing that happens on reality tv compare to the exhibitionism and self-conscious posturing on the internet, or on LiveJournal in particular? (requested by [livejournal.com profile] decemberthirty)


Obviously there are similarities. Apparently those people on television want the world to see what is happening in their lives. Given the fact that those lives are hardly ever worth watching, exhibitionism certainly is the word here. Not even a flasher in the park is as desperate for attention as someone who volunteers to be locked away in a house with camera surveillance 24/7. Several people who seem to have missed out on instant fame that way seem to have chosen the internet, in this case LiveJournal, to make up for that fact.

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Reality television (requested by [livejournal.com profile] brickhouse)

An interesting subject that has caused plenty of discussions and even arguments over the last years. Suddenly it seems that no television channel can do without reality show. Not a single night can one see television and avoid the reality shows.

It could be me though, and no, I am not trying to be different again, but in my humble opinion, reality tv doesn’t exist.
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Uncle Gerbie (requested by [livejournal.com profile] yourownworld)


Yesterday was my parents’ 36th wedding anniversary. We went out for a meal with the family. Walking back to the car my dad and my little sister walked next to each other. My dad has gained a pound every year he has been married, my sister is nearly six months pregnant. The difference was hardly visible.

It is weird to think that in nearly 4 months I will be uncle Gerbie. I don’t think it sunk when they told me. All four grand parents were sitting in the empty living room of their recently bought home, they apparently waited until they came back home. I did congratulate them off course.

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5 Dutch media people (requested by [livejournal.com profile] spiralstairs)


In the request was also the word fanciable. I guess I have ignored that bit, as it is difficult enough to get a top 5 anyway. Another factor is the word media. I could choose some obscure radio presenter, but decided to stick to the pool of well known Dutch celebs. It has become rather a long story, I think a lj-cut is appropriate.

1. Boudewijn Buch

Just recently Dutch television started with the rerun of the highlights from his television career. Buch, an author, started with a show about books. His best shows were when he travelled everywhere around the world to follow one of his obsessions. He has many, Goethe, Islands, Rolling Stones, Dodo’s, Libraries and rock and roll to name but a few of them. His interview with the mother of Buddy Holly brought me to tears, him wandering through the dungeons of the library of congress made me jealous, him setting foot on the isle of Filfla, near Malta, as the first human being for 20 years was a television highlight.

His enthusiasm worked miracles, people kept watching, even though they didn’t care at all about the subject. Boudewijn Buch died in 2002. Television has become duller without him.

His site
About Buch


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Describe a body part (requested by [livejournal.com profile] joy_joy)

I should have known that it would immediately start with a difficult one. For days I have been thinking about what part to choose. Then I decided for 3 parts, far apart, yet connected in some way. On my foot, my knee and my forehead I have got scars.

As a small child one night I was thirsty, therefore went for a glass of water. Not really a problem, apart from the fact that I only very recently had learn to walk. So, the guess is that at some point my balance wasn’t how it should be and the glass dropped on the floor. Immediately I stood in the middle of it. A couple of hours later I was back in bed, a dozen stitches in my tiny foot. I can’t remember anything of it, but the scar reminds me that it really happened.

Some years later, I must have been 11 or so, I fell of my bike. I remember the spot exactly, after the bridge we turned right. This is not the shortest road to the town my grandparents lived, but it was the quiet road. Going downhill, I managed to find a tiny left over piece of ice on the road, it must have been the end of the winter. I fell and hurt my knee. Badly. Not that I was bothered. That didn’t happen until a couple of weeks later when I fell on the same knee during a game of football. It started bleeding and I had to be taken off. It was our championship game.

The last scar is the weirdest. Another 5 years later I guess. I had developed a habit of doing my homework lying down on my bed. Desk is for nerds. But with late night reading and secret radio listening, it also meant that I did fall asleep once in a while as well. A warm spring day, window open, me asleep and some insect comes in. Half asleep I don’t pay attention to it, just wave my hands in the air at random to get rid of it. Then it stung me on the forehead. It left and I got my beauty sleep. When I woke up I saw where it had succeeded to target me; exactly in the middle of my forehead. A day later it was bigger, another day and my mom wouldn’t even let me go to school. The third day we went to the doctor. It was like two half eggs above my eyes. It didn’t hurt, it didn’t bother me, but it sure didn’t look nice. I got some tablets and a week later they were gone. Unfortunately, when the scabs came of (does anybody manage not to play with them?), the two scars were clearly still there.

My mom told me I could have an operation in a few years (her sister had plenty after a childhood traffic accident), but I never did. Over the years they have become smaller and less visible, but for someone who stands close, they can still be seen.

(You asked for it, a series I started to give anyone the opportunity to tell me what to write. You want to tell me as well: leave a comment or mail me (email in user info). This was part one, two more in line at the moment.)
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