a ship and Germany

a ship and Germany Unter den Linden, I have a soft spot for the German language when a toddler, I had free access to a military camp where they had enormous horses and let me sit on top of one of them (looking up horses, I think they were Belgian draft horses) Since I was 5 years old at the time I reserve the right to be wrong My mother said I could speak a little German I don't think so but when the Brits and the Americans came my few words of German were too soon forgotten. In the late fifties, I was onboard an old ship that had survived the war but needed its motor seen to in Bremerhaven the town bore scars of the devastating war but there was full employment and everyone was doing something worthwhile, like the farmer who took took food scraps from ships and fed them to his pigs later sold for slaughter through ship-chandelier to the merchant ship .No, Bremerhaven was not Unter den Linden Not a tree left, cold had the aftermath been It was a spring walk along the streets where people sat out telling stories and laughing. There was a sense of comradeship that made me feel the trauma they had gone through  At that time, there were no beggars, no one was following me around in the hope of getting some coins, which was annoying in places like Kingston in Jamaica and other places Germany has not hither played the leading role a great nation in Europe this is because of the burden of the Holocaust a burden unfairly put on the Germans alone to bear is coming to an end, I think so is the headless policy of not being critical of Israel's policies, which makes many countries guilty of aiding and abetting the genocide of the Palestinian people