Ciliwung rushing sounds

Jesu Joy Of Man's Desiring

Diasebad, some ten amateur singers, without having singing lesson, vocal training before, start exercizing, singing in old age of over 50 years since May 1999. Many are over 70, near 80 years by now.

Yet, we’re so proud and happy, we, old agers, still have the courage to perform, sing and enjoy this beautiful, dificult piece.

Though but poorly recorded with my digital pocket camera that is not very sound sensitive, compared to a good tape recorder yet am I grateful for it and have I preserved this in You Tube for us to live for ever every time we were visited.

From Cantata 147 of J.S. Bach

Bubbles Floating

Hansel Und Gretl

Hansel Und Gretel

For days they were together, left alone, not in a forest but in a waste land beneath a tree of a hospital. They were so thin, so small. How they managed to eat, drink and sleep, I don’t know. Every day when on duty in the hospital I took some food and milk for them, How eagerly they ate and drank.

I wish I could take them home but we already had a foundling. But when I decided to take them home, they were gone. I, we all who went together felt bad in the car. Before driving for home we suggested to just try again almost with no hope.

How we rejoiced as we found them still there.

I tried to find some one who would take care of them. But when I told them that Hansel is crippled and about Gretel’s itch and asthma they refused to take them, perhaps they’re business people. “What if they couldn’t be sold?” they thought.

As I now think I’m so glad that they were rejected, otherwise … What if they took Gretel only or Hansel only. It would be cruel to separate them as they so love each other and always huddle, play, sleep together in my bed.

And I thought of the orphans of wars, brothers and sisters separated from each other or from a mother when taken in families abroad and of slaves in former times when they were captured and sold.

Hansel isn’t crippled anymore and walks, runs, jumps on all four, though sees with squinting eyes. Perhaps he’s got a violent beating on his head before and Gretel –she was near death, yet, thanks God, survived, three, four times revived by artificial respiration during a surgery - is a cute, funny, lively creature.

I’ll never give them away, even when I have to go abroad.

That’s Upik her story.

Auf Dem Wasser Zu Singen

Diasebad, some ten amateur singers, without having singing lesson, vocal training before, start exercizing, singing in old age of over 50 years since May 1999. Many are over 70, near 80 years by now.

Yet, we’re so proud and happy, we, old agers, still have the courage to perform, sing and enjoy this beautiful, dificult piece.

Though but poorly recorded with my digital pocket camera that is not very sound sensitive, compared to a good tape recorder yet am I grateful for it and have I preserved this in You Tube for us to live for ever every time we were visited.

Music: F. Schubert, Lyrics: L.G.von Stollberg 

Shadow Play On The Water

Watch the beautiful shadow play of a plant, a flower on the wall. This is a shadow play on the water.

Ants Running On A Wire

Without eyes they know the path each ant would follow. They find their nest and do not  go astray. Ants prey, hunt after a cripled insect, climb up a tree, run, cross each other on a stretched wire in opposite directions high up above without fear of falling.

There was once a war between small ants against giant ants that occupied a bush. The small ants endlessly came one by one to attack. When hurt it would run back while another one was coming on. When a small ant succeeds to bite a feet of the giant, he would be beheaded by the giant one. The body falls but the head keeps still hanging on the giant’s feet, until the surface of the earth was  sowed with little ants bodies, while the air was filled with an ant’s smell.

At long last, the last giant ant falls but the bush was not occupied by the small ants.