Jaap BosWhen Freud was loved by nobody (3/3)‘So you met with Freud’s mother?’ the young man asks. ‘And this was when? In 1914? 1915?’Oct 27, 2019Oct 27, 2019
Jaap BosWhen Freud was loved by nobody (2/3)‘Is that what he said. “Elementar machen”?’Oct 27, 2019Oct 27, 2019
Jaap BosWhen Freud was loved by nobody (1/3)‘What was your name again?’ the old man (well into his seventies, pointed beard, green suit) says to the younger man sitting on the only…Oct 27, 2019Oct 27, 2019
Jaap BosWhat happened on December 25‘Mama,’ said the boy who was just born (for he could talk immediately, one of the lesser known miracles), ‘mama, I am so small, and I have…Oct 26, 2019Oct 26, 2019
Jaap BosWoman without a voiceWe said goodbye. I took the train. On my way home I opened the envelope, and it contained just a sheet of paper with a story on it, a…Oct 25, 2019Oct 25, 2019
Jaap BosMemoirs from the inside (7/7)I felt a pain. I did not know what pain was, but now I knew. Someone was knocking on my head, he pinched me, or punched me everywhere. Why…Oct 25, 2019Oct 25, 2019
Jaap BosMemoirs from the inside (6/7)I have to tell you of our clients, the students we tutored. They’d come to see us in the afternoon, and sometimes during the weekends…Oct 24, 2019Oct 24, 2019
Jaap BosMemoirs from the inside (5/7)I was almost nineteen now. It was time to contemplate my future. I wanted to expand my knowledge, I wanted to study. I needed space to…Oct 24, 2019Oct 24, 2019
Jaap BosMemoirs from the inside (4/7)The year I turned six, mama told me I should go to school. ‘Go to school? And do what?’ I asked a little surprised. ‘I want you to learn…Oct 24, 2019Oct 24, 2019
