A couple of weeks ago we welcomed Saint Nicolas in Ommen. Today I found some old photo's of myself 'celebrating' the Dutch festivity. (I was very sad because my teacher was going to be taken to Spain in a bag by St Nicolas' helpers(I realise it sounds terrible if you're not Dutch...))
This year I was suprised by a feeling I got when Saint Nicolas shouted "Hello, mr. de Bruin" to me while going through the streets! I knew the actor, but felt so happy and exited that he KNEW MY NAME... It was such a funny experience - suddenly I was that little boy again!! Ha ha ha
