From five years old on, I spent my childhood in Holland, in an area below sea level, where the dykes had broken through in 1953.
Some random things I will never forget. One is that candy or cookies were always presented in a pretty dish, no matter if the people were poor or rich.
As you can see, Clytie, hearts were a common motif in dishes of Delft blue.
Because Delft Blue dishes were also exported, windmills were a common image and the name of the country: Holland.
"Speculaas" is a very common Dutch ginger cookie, and this is the mold for these cookies. (A wipmolen is one kind of a windmill). People have these wooden molds (in different sizes) as a decoration in their house.
Thousands of people, like my family came from Indonesia and flocked to Holland in the 1950ties
The first house we could rent was in a small fisherman's village.
Most of the adults still wore the old costumes (7 skirts over each other!!) and through the week wooden shoes.
On Sundays when they went to church in nice black leather (modern) shoes. I never wore wooden shoes, but my brothers and father did sometimes when working in the yard (the clay ground there is very heavy, and with wooden shoes one's feet don't sink in the soil as much)
So, from a big city in Indonesia, I changed to a small village in Holland
My favorite pastime was to spend time with my friends, whose parents were farmers. So, we roamed around the country side after school was over.
One thing I loved to do was to climb in the willow trees on the dykes, or go to a meadow and pick flowers, and make a crown of buttercups or daisies and make a necklace, or bracelet or put them in our hair. Today, that is still the first that comes to my mind when I see buttercups.
What is something that comes immediately to your mind from your childhood years?