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4) Why is not bald Tipper

Tipper why not bald!
Prrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt. The bell rings.
Uncle trudges to the door, he knows who has rung and has no particular hurry. In the doorway stands Tipper. The father had called or Tipper Tipper could come along. Tipper by his father and father spent Tipper may not even inside. Although father uncle knows a lot longer and probably much better than Tipper. Tipper is visiting Dad and there should not be there. Tippers father drives off when the door opens.
"Oh that Tipper, how nice to see you again," said Uncle.
Tipper laughs. Uncle again a little bit down and was not completely bald. The last time Uncle Tipper saw was completely bald uncle.
Uncle grumbles: "What a pity I can not let you .."
Tipper looks surprised. Uncle would have something that another may be ill, much like influenza or AIDS?
"There are only people who bare within." The tone of Uncle Berrie is wrong. It sounds horribly threatening. Tipper startled, he really should not enter? Uncle would now only let people who are bald, who are willing to join uncle and to shave before they arrive. Tipper is not going to shave himself bald, because sometimes Aiwa strokes over his head and says that he has such fine shavings. Tipper would be inside. How is that? The drawers!
"Uncle, I'm not a great man. Children are not bald at my school nobody bald. I can not just shave. "
Uncle Berrie glancing at Tipper, pat him on the skull.
"Good boy, if you do not want, that does not. It was your idea to come here I have not asked. Your father still has a cell phone these days, I call him a bit that he must come. "
Uncle is very serious, Tipper got it all. Why does Uncle suddenly so difficult? Well, Uncle is sick, the doctors have his brains messed up, but Uncle may well still just talk. Why only bald people in? Should bald men are more fun to talk to? Women will no longer be coming, says Tipper. A tear escaped his left eye, because Tipper had quite a bit forward to the visit to Uncle. They talk together always so good other than that it goes with other people. Uncle is all forgotten and that he wants no more? Uncle is dying a bit?
Tipper know it altogether. He had better be able to go two friends who were going to the beach to swim. He canceled because he had agreed to come to Uncle and now he does not once. Say stupid.
Uncle roars: "JOKE".
They are hard together to laugh, how is it possible that Tipper had not noticed. He knows so well that Uncle keeps making jokes.
"You'd be pretty good otherwise, Tipper, who bare popping," said Uncle. The girls often find it too good to be ironed over it, I know everything now, so maybe it's a very good idea. Come on in boy. "

They go to the garden, it's good weather, the sun shines all day long and it is very hot. With a nice big can of lemonade on the table they go into the garden. (Note Berrie later: at that moment I have not met Valstar's been the effect of sugar was still not known)
"Not going to school Tipper? Terrible is not it, that it takes so long you can go back to school. Do you know that summer in the Netherlands is less than in other countries around us? What it should be quite horrible. A horrible world. "
That's a word game, because Uncle knows how young people are "horrible" and have turned it just as an indication of something considered good. How terrible the music better. How horrible that new film about WWII, the better. Tipper also know best, the daughter of Uncle always speaks of everything that is horrible.
"Is there Bintje?" Tipper calls. It's Uncle's son who is almost as old as Tipper. They both love playing games, tough games so nice up there uncle pretty much it. Thinking games, mostly about wars or sometimes commercial.
"Are there not Tipper! They sit in their other home. I thought the way you wanted to see me. When you come for him to be here at all, you do not bare a shave, a haircut because I have already called. " Uncle already sounds quite threatening.
"I hope it's a bald barber's uncle, who else makes a mess firmly on top of my head." Tipper, no kicks twice.
"I wanted to ask Uncle. Bintje What did it say when you told him?"
Uncle looks up. First you drink lemonade but, he says.That's a long story, do you really hear? Tipper nods, he had already three days are wondering. What would he do if his father had said something to him. Bintje he dared not call, so his father had said, asking first look to Uncle. That was why he came this afternoon. Uncle agreed.
Uncle does think of that, of those people - and that can best children - who clearly enjoy what they want to know. Whether they answer is something else. That depends upon the best question asked.
Uncle says. "I will tell you. It went like this. I came back from the hospital, the children were there to pick me up, even a friend of a hat she had taken them. I knew nothing more, it was a tumor, yes. Tumortje good tumortje evil, well that we see later. Whoever survives is probably still have enough time to worry. Then they went on vacation, you know they live in two houses. It was a vacation to a beautiful island in the Mediterranean that we had together devised. Actually, we will go together, but that did not pass because I had just left the hospital immediately and that was not on vacation. I had to hear get in my head what is actually Sat especially when I thought: the problem is still out. I slowly felt better. They went away for three days the result of what I have now in a lump had been, 5 hours from which they had removed my brain. You know, that tumor.
They were far away when I heard. Aunt Pukkie was certainly with me. Suddenly, the surgeon said it was over, the black cloth that was. Well, almost fell. No drugs. And that says a man tomorrow when I ask him again. I also know that his colleagues say, even if I was going to Belgium. As the surgeons say pretty much the same. So it was that, with children away and I turn in my life.
Tipper very difficult, very difficult. Every day I thought of them and hop in tears. I've obviously never told about the phone, something you can not tell over the phone. They called not because they enjoy bobbing on the sea and it was very hot. Ten days later they came back. Ten days was the limit in my life: I have to tell them. I have not gone to the airport. Not because I thought. They came at night and the next day they were here at home.
It was delicious, and she had brown poepie. Rastaatje well and that should always be a little careful in the sun. Dad stood in the room.
"How are you?" she asked.
I said, "You really want to know?"
"Yes."
BAM.
"Berrie may not live long."
I'll tell Tipper, I had previously thought. what am I saying. And I did not know, I did not know, I did not think, I thought it comes naturally, the word of the day. That moment is very different from all other times. This time is different. About something I do not think. I had to cry every time when I thought them. I knew immediately it must be just as heavy as I myself have been told. There's nothing else.
Well you get the picture, all cry, right nuisance to neighbors. If Uncle Berrie nuisance, is that prefer to laugh, but not now. You knew it was before, but your father would make sure you do not speak Bintje. I had agreed with your father. Understand that you now have, there was only one who could tell him. So we cried and we cried. Each cigar would have assumed much wetness.
After half hour I told them the whole story, which I had heard in the hospital, and seen what I had thought that all I had written three days later. That I do not have to tell you, since you know everything when loading specialist.
Tipper nodded, swallowed Tipper, Tipper hiccuped.
I said it once and Rastaatje said: "Read it to us!"
I read my stories to them infrequently, I was surprised by the question. I was shocked too, the story is nothing I told them was not. It is two times. And what on paper is often harder than what is said. Talking you think you might not have understood. On paper it's different, you can go back read what exactly it is, you can text them to change. This is cheat yourself and you do not usually with such news.
That is what I told Tipper. Is that what you want to know? Tipper did not know what he wanted to know what he would do when his father told him that message would have. But rather than a divorce, a rotbericht, but at least they both remain somewhere in the neighborhood, thought Tipper. "What did Bintje?" Tipper said.
"Bintje said this. Uhuhuhuh uh, I remember it well,I think. That said, you have to have those days in the six months fortunate. I want to do something for you that the good days. That every day is a time to laugh. We then immediately laughed. Nice and loud laughter. You need only ask him one time that we have laughed, I remember no more. "
"Ah, Tipper, we have but together slept, it was late and we were tired. At the end of said Bintje this. You and your morals. Beat that one, but that eight years have maintained, you have the ten years to do, with such morality.
Tipper You know, we like to play war games. The moral of the battalion is always very important to see whether or not they win the battle. The moral is what a lot of struggle. Think you can win, think you still can. I liked the idea. We go for the 10. Only, I thought: what should I do? I have no idea Tipper. What can I do? On July 6, I still enjoy working hard in Dordrecht, I had nothing in mind. Tipper was a complete surprise. Totally unexpected attack. As powerful as Pearl Harbor and just as smart. No signs, no signals, and of course the most vulnerable spot, right in my language of my left brain. I must say I have had a little respect. The enemy has twisted cleverly addressed. I have no idea whether morality enough against such an enemy.
Sure, the Americans have won the Japanese. Have you seen that movie Tipper of Pearl Harbor? The next day I took them to this war drama was. Great movie and almost everything that matters in life is also included here. The Americans have really pin-handed and had to bomb on Japan. "
Tipper is silent, he's saying but the words stay stuck to his tongue suddenly. They do not get out. Tipper wants to leave. This is just too much. Uncle calls his father already waiting around the corner and decided today not to enter.
Tipper walks out the door, although he at first as the head of Uncle wants to feel.
"Uncle, but I think a girl!" he says when he is crawling through the down of Uncle
Uncle smiles. "Day bald crackling."
The car drives off into the garden and Uncle puts a Cuban cigar.
August 28, 2001, continued, Berrie Heesen