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Books full, I write down my astonishment It seems to be who I am - as far as I know (since I was six) I didn't understand the teacher my exploding father, mama and my older brother Why shouldn't I have said what I knew and what was true? Not even when asked! That the neighbour was drunk that one boy was stupid, and that you shouldn't play soccer in a cluster! 'Go away!' 'Professor!' 'Show-off!' 'Chatter-box!' 'Cry-baby!' I couldn't help the tears They came from other people's lack of understanding and when I was honest while all the children lied without batting an eyelid Apparently, that's how it should be or it's private
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May 9
May 9, 2026 at 3:12 AM UTC
Astonishment
Books full, I write down my astonishment It seems to be who I am - as far as I know (since I was six) I didn't understand the teacher my exploding father, mama and my older brother Why shouldn't I have said what I knew and what was true? Not even when asked! That the neighbour was drunk that one boy was stupid, and that you shouldn't play soccer in a cluster! 'Go away!' 'Professor!' 'Show-off!' 'Chatter-box!' 'Cry-baby!' I couldn't help the tears They came from other people's lack of understanding and when I was honest while all the children lied without batting an eyelid Apparently, that's how it should be or it's private
Autobiographical novel "Min Kamp. Tredje bok" (2009, "My Struggle - 3. Boyhood Island", 2014, Karl Ove Knausgård), part 4, the first months at primary school on the island of Tromøya Collection "Why: Leaving"
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Amsterdam
May 9
May 9, 2026 at 3:12 AM UTC
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