Blog posts about ’society’

Only love can drive out hate

Written by Wim Beunderman, posted on monday 10 september 2018


Sun Rays by Robert Michie


Sunlight burst through the enormous windows and flooded the church where the young boy’s father preached. The boy stood there, unable to move, and gazed up in awe to where the light entered. It was then that he understood that in the same way light now reached into the darkest corners of the church, so would light reach into the darkest of hearts.


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There is enough for all of us

Written by Wim Beunderman, posted on friday 3 august 2018


Wheat In Summer by Simon Templar


The afternoon sun shone brightly as young Maddie trudged down the road home from school with a glum look on her face. She still felt downhearted because of what had taken place in the schoolyard at morning break. Some boys from her class had made fun of a girl from another class. This girl’s father had been laid off quite a while back and her parents could hardly make ends meet with only her mother’s wages. The boys were making fun of her second-hand clothing and calling her parents losers.


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Now more than ever

Written by Wim Beunderman, posted on wednesday 20 december 2017


Live Oak by Mel Cogan


Part 1 in the Helena Series

Eleven year-old Helena smiled contentedly at the rays of the summer sun trickling through the thick, leafy canopy of the live oaks. She loved walking along the shady lane that led to Grandma’s big mansion by the bayou, as it gave her time to forget everything and enjoy the tranquil beauty of the surroundings. She had been visiting Grandma who was not her real grandma at least once a week for as long as she could remember.


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Nothing personal but, you look a lot like me

Written by Wim Beunderman, posted on monday 27 march 2017


Pig by Martina Frietsch


While writing this story, I can hear the storm wind howling outside. It’s soaring through the trees and making their wintery, bare branches groan. It makes me feel restless. Or is it the other way around? Is my restlessness combined with the restlessness of the people around me causing the wind to blow harder? I believe we influence the world around us more than we may be aware of. Also, I believe everything is connected and interactive. I believe in the butterfly effect.


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In the vulnerability of life lies great strength

Written by Wim Beunderman, posted on wednesday 25 january 2017


Prostitute

Slowly but decidedly, Pepe climbed the creaky old stairs to his parents’ attic. Once he had arrived he looked around in the poor light for the chest that he knew had to be there, among all the other things his parents had collected over the years. His intuition showed him the way and a few moments later he knelt down before the chest, which was covered in a layer of dust. He felt his heart beating heavily when he let his hands glide over the rusty latch. Then he cleared his throat, folded his hands for a couple of seconds and unlatched the chest.


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