The tree that survived them all
In a small corner of the
Stationstraat in Emmen, behind a block of appartments and a
Kebab-house, close to the crossing with the Hoofdstraat, stands a nice
chestnuttree. If you
don't know it, you'll just walk by to the main street of Emmen and go
There is a small sign at the foot of the tree, saying:
In remembrance of the end of the First World War
Planted on the 11th november 1918 by a sevenyear old boy
who put a chestnut in the ground here"
This boy was my father, Joop Postma.
Europe had been at war, the Netherlands did not participate.
Nevertheless, a lot of Belgians, who did not want to die in ditches in
Flanders and the North of France, fled to Holland and some of them
found a warm welcome in the Hotel of Sjouke and Janna Postma. As the
ended, joy was great. Little they knew of course that this century
would see another great war.
As I write this down in 2008, my father and all his brothers and his
sister are dead. By violence in war, by nature, by their own choice.
But the tree will live to be 100 and more.
I hope many small boys will plant even more trees, but never because of
the end of a nasty war..........
One of his 'descendants'
grows in my mothers garden. As the one in Emmen is nice, this one is
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