A few months ago, I rediscovered my trombone. The instrument lay collecting dust in the attic for years. Now I wonder how I have ever lived without a horn.
I enjoy every tone, feel better, have more quality time with the kids swinging merrily when I practice and – Last but not least – now that I’re performing with an orchestra again, I’m coming out of my bubble and contributing something to our city.
Unfortunately, the cost of making music is not bad: 50 euros a month for two private lessons, 10 euros for orchestra membership and soon a renovation to furnish a room in the house where I can rehearse without disturbing the neighbors.
Thankfully, I forgot the high purchase cost and maintenance cost of a trombone is minimal.
I am grateful to the Secretary of State for opening the registers to support the cultural sector. The emphasis is understandably on professional decision makers and cultural consumption. However, I hope that somewhere there are still a million to be found to encourage adults and children to make music themselves (again).
I’m sure I’m not the only one who can not really live without a musical instrument.
In light of the excessive attention in the Dutch news and among politicians for the queues at Schiphol, I must unfortunately conclude that the staff shortage of baggage handlers is apparently considered more important than the staff shortage in nursing, education and police.
It has even been proposed to deploy the army at Schiphol. Is it really worse that people have to stand in line for a few hours longer for a holiday than that people have to wait for months for an operation, or that dozens of children are taught by outsiders?
Schiphol violates the law every day because the airport does not have a nature permit. Where any Dutchman is subject to a penalty and fine in the event of a persistent violation, Schiphol may continue to perform too many flights.
Schiphol is also unable to handle the number of passengers properly.
In addition to poor management, I also see here an opportunity to beat two birds with one stone. Allow fewer planes to depart by complying with what is permitted by law, and allow more satisfied passengers to depart on time.
final exam subject
In her column of 27 May, Margriet Oostveen names a beautiful test balloon for a new final exam subject ‘repair’ for the youth educations. But why not think further, why not as a ‘do-it-yourself’ final exam subject for all high schools? Anything other than dance, sports or music as a final exam subject. In this course you will learn how to plaster a wall, install simple electricity, paint window frames, fix tires or change your winter tires, repair electrical appliances, etc. And as a theoretical part, you can teach topics like a circular society or sustainable energy.
This allows everyone to perform simple tasks around the house and you are not dependent on craftsmen who become more frugal and expensive. They can then focus on the really big or more complex jobs. A win-win situation.
Peter de Waard is right. The recent ruling by the chamber members of the Supreme Court on the savings tax will lead to a tidal wave of objections. For many years I have disagreed that the Danish Water Agency charges our family for three pollution units when it only consists of two people. As with the savings tax, the government is doing it because it thinks it will otherwise be too difficult.
So it is pure laziness; has nothing to do with justice and equal rights. It is therefore difficult for the Supreme Court to establish anything other than that this is also in breach of European human rights. You still have a few weeks to object.
The comments that came with all the pictures of needy animals with ingenious braces and extremely expensive prostheses called for joy and pride because the broken animals were beautifully repaired and wow, all paid for with crowdfunding (De Schallmaier Index, 27/5). ‘A global turnaround’ in our treatment of animals.
But it’s mostly sad. Their serious injuries were almost all caused by humans: a goat with its feet frozen by an unheated freezer, a squirrel rescued without hands from a poaching trap, an elephant stepping on a landmine, a poodle almost strangled, a crocodile without tail. with thanks to a ruthless gambling smuggler.
Human hypocrisy at its best: we lovingly look at repairing something that we ourselves have destroyed. Without us, they would not have to walk around with fake blue plastic feet or flashy turbo wheels under their buttocks.
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Reader Maartje van der Velde argues for a column of answers that women give when confronted with expressions of everyday sexism. Of course, it’s great if you as a woman can give a straight answer, but in differences of power it can be damn hard.
Still, I had to think back to an incident from years ago to a staff party. A drunk colleague stuck his nose into my slit, sniffed and asked ‘what was I wearing’. To this day, I remember my answer: ‘two red wines’ as I poured my glass over his bald skull.
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