{"id":15518,"date":"2024-07-11T20:55:28","date_gmt":"2024-07-11T18:55:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/leeuwardencityofliterature.nl\/?post_type=project&#038;p=15518"},"modified":"2025-12-04T22:19:17","modified_gmt":"2025-12-04T20:19:17","slug":"ik-kom-net-wer-foarpublikaasje","status":"publish","type":"project","link":"https:\/\/leeuwardencityofliterature.nl\/fy\/project\/magazine-letter-2024\/ik-kom-net-wer-foarpublikaasje\/","title":{"rendered":"Ik kom net wer (foarpublikaasje)"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><em>Tekst: Rasha Khayat | Oersetting: Jetske Bilker | Yllustraasjes: Barbara Yelin<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Haadstik 2 (fragmint)<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">De simmer wie stil by \u00fas yn \u2019e st\u00ead. De lju skeuvelen troch de strjitten fan \u00fas wenwyk, as r\u00fbpen troch it strewelleguod. De \u00e2lde froulju loeken de gammele boadskipkarkes achter har oan, stienen om de pear meter stil, h\u00e2lden har beet oan \u2019e ferm\u00f4ge t\u00fanstekjes dy\u2019t \u00fbnder it mos sieten, wreauwen har oer de wurge r\u00each, namen faaks efkes lins op in t\u00fanmuorke, stippen mei de hagelwite ketoenen b\u00fbsdoek it swit fan \u2019e foarholle en \u00fat it dekolletee. Justjes stinnend dienen se de eagen even ticht, as soe dat wat jaan om it stik dat se noch moasten, foar de geast te krijen. Allinne it mankelike janken fan \u2019e \u00e2ldizerwein trochboarre de stilte, <em>&nbsp;\u2018Muss i\u2019 denn zum St\u00e4dele hinaus\u2019, <\/em>grynde it, ferfoarme, yn in toansoart dy\u2019t ik net koe en wol sa skril, datst der pinem\u00fble fan krigest. Op syn alve-en-tritichst sjokte it frachtautootsje troch de wyk, ried stadiger by de t\u00fanpoarten, wachte oft ien ek skroat \u00f4f te jaan hie. Op \u2019e laadflier rattelen wat stikken golfplaat.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It hie al dagen net reind, de loft trille boppe it asfalt, en elk seach mei langst \u00fat nei in&nbsp; bytsje kuolte. Cem en ik bongelen it tal\u00fad by it spoar del, op wei nei h\u00fbs. It wie simmerfak\u00e2nsje en wij wienen de iennichsten fan \u00fas klas dy\u2019t th\u00fas bliuwe moasten. Alle oaren sieten mei de famylje yn Itali\u00eb of by de Eastsee of wienen op kamp yn it Sauerl\u00e2n. Wy net. Wij gienen alle dagen nei de simmeraktiviteiten, it fak\u00e2nsjeprogramma foar earmeljusbern, sa\u2019t buorfrou Busch sei, en makken \u00fatstapkes mei de oare th\u00fasbliuwbern.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Op \u2019e dei dat we dy foar it earst seagen, hienen we te midgetgolfen west, wat op himsels net folle om \u2019e hakken h\u00e2n hie as Pascal net per \u00fbngelok sa fier mei de stick \u00fathelle hie dat er Sabrina Rohne foar de holle sloech en har in beste w\u00fbne besoarge. Sabrina Rohne hie raasd en blet, Zlatko fan de begelieding seach sa skier as Yfke, en Cem en ik moasten \u00fas op \u2019e tonge bite om it net \u00fat te gnizen. Want Sabrina Rohne koenen we net snuven hearre.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Op wei nei h\u00fbs gienen we by de garaazjeboksen om nei \u00fas wyk, yn \u2019e hope de ijskokarre noch te treffen.&nbsp; We hienen net al \u00fas jild \u00fatj\u00fbn by de midgetgolf en beide hienen we noch gen\u00f4ch foar in boltsje s\u00fbkelarje-iis.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">En d\u00ear wiesto, sietst allinne op it muorke, in blau ketoenen koarte broek en in wyt T-shirt oan. Dyn h\u00fbd wie like br\u00fan as Cem sines, dyn swarte hier wie d\u00fadik al yn gjin skoften knipt. Sietst op \u2019e muorre en boartest mei in br\u00e2nwachtauto en twa legopopkes d\u00ear\u2019tst sa te sjen hielendal yn opgiest foar\u2019tst \u00fas yn \u2019e gaten krigest.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u2018Sj\u00fb?\u2019&nbsp;<br>Dat wie it earste wurd dat ik fan dy hearde.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">We hienen dy noch noait sjoen, wat hast net foarkaam by \u00fas yn de wyk. We koenen alle bern, alle grutte minsken en elkenien dy\u2019t d\u00ear ergens tuskenyn siet. Cem joech my in d\u00fast tsjin \u2019t skouder en tsjutte mei it kin dyn kant \u00fat. \u2018Moatst ris sjen, dy d\u00eare, op \u2019e muorre, wa is dat?\u2019 h\u00e2lde dat yn.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Wiest sa\u2019n bytsje fan \u00fas leeftyd, dat seagen we wol, oars wienen we net sa maklik op dy \u00f4fstapt. Lytse bern moasten we noch minder fan ha as fan frjemde grutte minsken. Stadich kamen we tichterby dy en seagen tem\u00fbk om \u00fas hinne. Sa te sjen wienen dyn heit-en-dy net yn de buert.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Cem joech my wer in d\u00fast, as teken, dat we opsjitte moasten, woenen we de ijskokarre noch helje foar\u2019t dy fuortried. Mar ik wie te nijsgjirrich nei wa\u2019tsto wiest en beret skuorde ik Cem fierder dyn kant \u00fat. Einlings seachst omheech, in bytsje kjel hast, en r\u00f4pst \u2018Sj\u00fb?\u2019 nei \u00fas.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Dy twa \u00fbnbekende bern ergeren dy, fieldest dy miskien ek wat bedrige en woest \u00fas net te ticht by dy ha.<br>\u2018Sj\u00fb?\u2019 seidest wer, en Cem kearde him fuort om, rjochting strjitte en ijskokarre.&nbsp;<br>\u2018Wat docht dy nuver, wat bedoelt se no mei sj\u00fb? Kom, ik wol myn ijsko ha!\u2019<br>Ik seach noch even achterom nei dy en miende te sjen datst miskien wat fertrietlik wiest omdatst twa potinsjele boarterskammeraden fuortjage hiest.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It hat nei de middei mei dat \u2018sj\u00fb\u2019 noch in hiel skoft duorre fuort we freonen waarden. Cem hie it minder op dy stean as ik, faaks om\u2019t ik benijd wurden wie nei in oar bern as him, mar miskien ek wol samar. De kear derop seagen wy dy tegearre mei jim heit. Hy hong mei de holle \u00fbnder de motorkape fan in \u00e2lde wite BMW, mei de doarren iepen en l\u00fbde muzyk en dyn brune bleate skonken bongelen \u00fat ien fan de doarren. Leidest op \u2019e achterbank yn in stripbl\u00ead te bl\u00eadzjen. Felizia en Theo hienen Cem en my nei de Aldi stjoerd om molke.&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u2018Sjoch, is dat dy mei dat&nbsp; sj\u00fb?\u2019&nbsp; fl\u00fastere Cem, doe\u2019t we by de garaazjeboksen l\u00e2ns de wyk ynr\u00fbnen. Hy wiisde nei de wite BMW mei de twa pear skonken s\u00fbnder holle \u2013 in pear berneskonken, in pear bespikerbroekte manljusskonken. <em>\u2018Ich war noch niemals in New York\u2019<\/em> dreunde it \u00fat in radio \u00fas poeskestille simmer yn.<br>\u2018Soe se hjir no wenje, tinkst?\u2019<br>Ik skokte mei de skouders. \u2018Dat hat der wol fan, hin? Kom, even hoi sizze.\u2019<br>\u2018Nee, dat wol ik net. Jim pake en beppe sitte op \u2019e molke te wachtsjen, en we meie net mei frjemde lju prate.\u2019<br>Cem de gehoarsame.<br>\u2018Ei juh, wat kin dat skele! Ik wol no witte wa\u2019t dat is, dy mei dat sj\u00fb.\u2019<br><em>Dy mei dat sj\u00fb<\/em> \u2013 sa ha wy dy hiel lang neamd. Dat \u2018sj\u00fb\u2019 yn jim taal gewoan&nbsp; \u2018Wat dan? Wat wolsto? Is der wat?\u2019 betsjut, dat hast \u00fas krekt folle letter \u00fatlein.&nbsp;&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<!--more-->\n\n\n\n<div id=\"narrow-column-1764758271581-143\" class=\"wp-block-custom-narrow-column narrow-column offset-space-16\"><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Tekst: Rasha Khayat | Oersetting: Jetske Bilker | Yllustraasjes: Barbara Yelin Haadstik 2 (fragmint) De simmer wie stil by \u00fas yn \u2019e st\u00ead. De lju skeuvelen troch de strjitten fan \u00fas wenwyk, as r\u00fbpen troch it strewelleguod. 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