I thank you hereby times and my German teachers of ninth and tenth grade, that they gave me, not soherum intended, but the other way, instilled a tremendous rage against each hollow Geseich and gossip, which, as everyone Lesende here more often white, still occasionally breaks from me.
Aversion and intention have helped me with these two at best. Me, imagining themselves as avant-garde, with made to the revolutionary, I am especially today. Because they were already politically correct, as it did not exist this cipher and I still thought linksrum. But not linksrum enough for my German teacher! Thank you!
The emancipated - it already existed - then in the autonomous youth house passed a ban on beer, gave me the preliminary residual Since Nietzsche had afterwards, though a few years later and a few professors, an easy game with me.. To which I could have just waited.
The except Cervantes and an American, who instilled in me intently, I was a linguist - I had virtually displaced and forgotten, it deserves my eternal thanks thereat - led me, except my hitherto unsurpassed teacher Wilhelm Pötters, eventually namely to get back on power of language, and to learn my own trust.
There are the "positive trauma" (see search function above right, already wrote about it) just yet. Just the one, in the case of the tithe Klass teacher not even totally incompetent, that the Ninth was a square zero, times really unfair, no, rather, plagued by the narrowness and one-sidedness of his time mentally embossed thought, like a just have a way to go, was where he wanted to do this as background Last, set up to do this.
Had me with a Fifteen said that I would Spachwissenschaftler times, I would not even have to laugh at me normally taken time. Only in the strongest insistence back I would have explained to him that all these German Fritzen proven Laber monkeys were, their trade union one, which is operated only by senseless Backenaufbläsern.
To change views and times. Today I love almost nothing more than my children, myself, my sage and my rosemary, my wine too, because this our glorious German language capable us to donate at any time refreshment, consolation, encouragement and elevation as natural sciences, I still do not, despite some Verleidung as to despise any, at least currently not able to give me.
In language that is itself beats everything, the whole man knocks. Or rather, they can set it up in its full force also. It is our greatest treasure. Gold, money, even rockets and spaceships are just melted or fictitious substances, only artifacts in comparisons. (more ...)
