- Original Dutch Stories
- The Flying Vicar
- ~ The Mill Knife
- ~ And the Farmer Ploughs On
- A Royal Child
- ~ Adventure at Night
- ~ Dirk Bult
- James de Bree
- ~ Little Brother from Scheveningen
- ~ A Thorn in the Flesh
- ~ Klaas Pot
- ~ Bertus
- The Elephant Beastie
- ~ From Generation to Generation
- Reflections of a Grocer
- ~ Have Mercy on Us
- On Cats and Dogs
- ~ Can’t We Have Some Fun?
- ~ Blackberries
- ~ Cupido
- ~ The Sign Cap
- ~ The Weather Turns
- ~ Joop
- Burdens
- ~ On Holiday
- ~ A Nice Sunday Afternoon
- ~ How it Turned Out
- ~ The Raisin Bun
Category: Stories
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~ Klaas Pot
Read More: ~ Klaas PotMy wife and I come to Canada every other year to visit our children. Thus, we have gained many friends in Canada as well. Mostly older people who belong to the same church as our children’s families. The only exception is Klaas Pot.
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~ A Thorn in the Flesh
Read More: ~ A Thorn in the FleshEelke Van Doorn has been walking since 1985 in a pair of Brazilian shoes he bought in a Canadian shoe shop while visiting his children
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~ Little Brother from Scheveningen
Read More: ~ Little Brother from ScheveningenMy grandson who is studying to be a pastor in Grand Rapids knocked on my door. He is a somewhat shy little man and it took him about an hour to come up with the purpose of his visit
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~ Dirk Bult
Read More: ~ Dirk BultDirk Bult, though a small man, is a great thinker. Even when he was a child, there was no question so difficult that Dirk didn’t know the answer to it. That created some distance between him and his peers. They were a bit dumber.
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~ Adventure at Night
Read More: ~ Adventure at NightAs you know, we had to stay with Mother this time. We had just arrived and our dear Mom had already brewed the coffee. I took a look around. You know those little flats. A room, a little bedroom next to it, and a little kitchen with a shower/WC behind it. Everything tiny.
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~ And the Farmer Ploughs On
Read More: ~ And the Farmer Ploughs OnOn an early spring day, the fields spread out, glistening again. The wind is still chilly, with night temperatures around zero, but the sun is gaining strength
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~ The Mill Knife
Read More: ~ The Mill KnifeFor the first time in my life, I saw my father peeling potatoes. He did it somewhat shyly, as it was still the case then that women did all the housework
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Een Mooie Zondagmiddag
Read More: Een Mooie ZondagmiddagEr waren eens een jongetje en een meisje. Het jongetje was vijf jaar en het meisje ook. Het waren tweelingen die helemaal niets op elkaar leken. Het jongetje, dat was Klaas, had zwart haar net als zijn vader. Het meisje Melissa, had blond haar net als haar moeder. Het waren twee schattige kinderen, dat zei…
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Met Vakantie
Read More: Met VakantieGradus en Emma zijn onze beste vrienden. Ik kan goed met Gradus opschieten en mijn Liesbet met Emma. Gradus en ik hadden bij dezelfde boet gewerkt en waren nu al een poosje in de vut.. En zo komen we vaak nogal eens bij elkaar op visite. Op een mooie lenteavond zaten we met ons vieren…
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Kwalen
Read More: KwalenOp een Maandag zei Liesbet tegen mij: Woensdagavond moeten we naar Jan en Marie, hoor. Woensdag al, riep ik. Er was die zomer al een keer over gepraat, maar ik had er nooit meer aan gedacht. Meestal wil ik alleen aan mooie dingen denken. Ik zei: meid, wat maak je me nou aan het schrikken.…