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Had to smile Stephan,

Some years ago I moved to Germany and there was a new currency...the Euro.
Today my retirement Dollars dwindled to (1.40DM)per Dollar.
What a switch!

Still I like living here, it's not as hectic as in the USA. We lived near Washington DC; once in Virginia, another time in Maryland.
Loved to travel up and down the Eastcoast and enjoyed the Beaches there.

The Amish country,(Pennsylvenia), was not far from us and often we drove up there. I admired, still do, their way of life.

olivenzweig

What a nice idea to tell in English simple or difficult short stories. In the sixty years my sister went to San Francisco to stay there for one year and to help a young mother with her two little children. The lady was the wife of a banker with a beautiful cityhouse and a pretty strandhouse at the ocean. The kitties loved my sister and she the babies too. But after that year my sister want to go back in her vocation and she left this family. The contact stay a lot of years - when I visited her in San Francisco, she shows me the house she lived in her first American year.

Medea

Although it has been quite a long time since my school time I also would like to write in English.
When I was a young girl I fell in love with an American
boy who spent some time in Germany. During two years
we wrote letters to each other. I even visited him in the
USA. But then he met an American girl with whom he fell
in love - so I am still living in Germany!
But I have always loved the English language so that
I would like to participate in your conversation. I hope not to make too many mistakes.
Praline2

Hello,

can I participate? My nickname here is Emil. I learned so-called Oxford-English at school (more or less, I was not a good pupil), but have not actively practiced English for 40 years. I was reading some paperbacks. Nice idea to have English conversation here.
Greetings, Emil

Hi everyone,
I just heard this "senior moment" joke and thought I'd pass it on:

An elderly couple had dinner at another couple's house, and after eating,the wives left the table and went into the kitchen.
The two gentlemen were talking and one said: "We went to this new restaurant last night and it was excellent. I highly recommend it."
The other man said:"What is the name of this place?"
The first man thought and thought and finally asked:"What is the name of that flower you give to someone you love?---You know.... the one that's red and has thorns."
" Do you mean a rose?"
"Yes, that's the one", replied the man. He then turned towards the kitchen and yelled: " Rose, what's the name of that restaurant we went to last night?"

Enjoy! Heidi

hi everyone again,

nice to read all your postings

sorry about not writing before - I just now have visitors from the Isle of Wight at home and we have an extended program of beautiful sightseeing and other events. So time is over before I realize it...

Next Thursday our guests continue their tip and leave Berlin - so I have some more time (for some days, then we start our tour to the Silk Road in Usbekistan)

This year we go again to Boston, but only for 23 days....

I unfortunately never lived a longer time in the US, but I would like to do it - may be it will be possible in some years.

Usabima

He forgot his wife's name.

Very funny.

Good Morning to all,

It is so good to see that we're off on a good start.
Welcome to Medea, Emil, Praline 1, Heidib and dancelady.

Dancelady might recall the times when herbs and hearty bread were hard to come by, plastic flowers decorated the homes and the manicured lawns were void of any weeds, dandelions and daisies,(Gaensebluemchen).
By the way, wherever we lived I left carpets of "Gaensebluemchen" behind, wonder whether they found a word for those lovely small flowers by now....smile


Our lives were spent on the road. My husbands assignments changed every three years.In beetween those travels we had to return to the States and spend three months in the USA...least one doesn't forget the country of ones origin. Often we took a car and crossed the country, depending where our next "home" was going to be.

One time we started out in Northern Florida and went towards California, where we would take a plane to the Far East. We anticipated to cross many States and visit places of interest.
That particular time, while crossing Texas our travels by car were cut short...We saw many oil producing fields and smelled oil.
Fancy that, never knew one could smell it ...The smell became stronger as we moved on, and finally the car stopped not far from a small town called Childress. It was Labor Day weekend and with our two children we stood beside the road... waiting for help to arrive.

The smell of oil... we had managed to burn up the cars motor. To top it off we were stranded in Childress for many a day. I will never forget the towns name...oh, small wonder...they served steak with a sprig of parsley atop.

The word Gänseblümchen caught my attention. To my knowledge, Gänseblümchen are not known in the States. I always wanted them in my lawn. On one of the trips to Germany, I actually went to a nursery and asked for seeds. Of course, they did not have any. I can only describe them as little daisies.

I might have found some had I followed
Olivenzweig around.

I bet, Tinamarie, bought them ten packs at the time and they grew well...Gaensebluemchen are there to stay.... Hallelujah