(DE) “Oomaa!”, I cry out in panic, as always, as I pass the front door of the rental apartment block where we live. “I have to go to the...

(DE): In the 5th grade, in 1964, we were asked by our teacher to write an essay about how we imagine the future. I went into the thick of...

(DE) If you travelled from Germany to Italy in the mid-1960s, there was no broadly built motorway. No. One drove more or less comfortably...

(DE) When I think twice, then I am a Percival, yes, yes, quite right, Percival, but female. Perceval, the young fool, who after an...

A stabbing pain shot up my throat from the chest and took my breath away. Panting I straightened up and stood up, carefully breathing in...

(DE) It was exactly on the 1st August 1969 when my best friend, Luise, and I celebrated the first day of our future professional life....