I worked for a telecom company and we had to keep ourselves busy with the preparing work for some publicity for the company, but that was mainly to give some people an occupation , in the end they gave our projects to a private company.
I learnt what unions and political parties were back then, not being aware that the policies of those institutions were more about making career then about formulating modern solutions for society.
Both my father and his brother in law, the father of the nieces have the same first name.
That was practically all the time about what was to be done in the company. I was about to discover how society functioned and at the same time, but more and more intense, I began to understand people better and better.
I did not understand why my father did not spoke so much, but as I get older I know that there is a reason for everything which one wonders about in life.
Looking back on this essay from 1978 and comparing it with now, I find that a lot of people have free time, because they are without a job due to many reasons, but do they know what o do with their time ?
Because of fewer employment the State employed a lot of people and I was one of them and I really wanted to work, but I wanted to have a work with a real social function.
He sometimes, like other workers said to me "I hope you will not follow in the footsteps of your father, who works to hard".
Like some older workers who had spent their life in the mine, I thought the same..is good for a growing boy to learn how to work hard, but there is a difference between working and child labor.
Yesterday, I was in a village where they held a strawberry market in Newred, under the octagonal tower.
The smell of strawberries let my memories to the time when I spent my youth , every stock place stood full with rows and rows of strawberries and other fruit, ready to be charged on two lorries and transported to Malines or Germany.
And in fact, that is what my father wanted me to be, and I would not let him down, so I started studying economy instead of taking the direction 'human sciences'.
No wonder that I had do a year two times, but I did not wanted it to be two times the same 'economy' and I switched to human sciences i stead.
Coming from a village in Belgium which had lost one out of six people in the war, with a mother who was hit by a piece of a wondering bomb, I have always hated war; but who would have taught that other wars of another kind, lay ahead of me ?