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ullehaddock

Writer of sorts with a soft spot for Photo. Writes about life and what comes into my mind.
Be Swedes

Be Swedes

When I visit a museum, I spend more time looking at the building than the exhibitions. When you enter the Nordic Museum in Stockholm, you’ll see this statue of the king Gustav Vasa sitting in an impressive hall. The text on the pedestal reads in translation “Be Swedes“. To understand why this statement we need a short history lesson.

Gustav Vasa or Gustav I was king between 1523-1560. He became king after leading a rebellion against the Danish king Kristian II who was king over the Kalmar Union. The union was made up of Sweden, Norway and Denmark. While king Kristian II in Denmark is referred to as the hero king he is in Sweden called Kristian the tyrant. To strengthen the grip over the Swedes Kristian lured the leading members of the Swedish administration to a meeting in the central square of Stockholm and slayed over 100 opponents.

Gustav Vasa managed to flee and made his way to Mora to seek the support from the rich mine and forest nobility in the area. This is the historical background to one of the most famous long ski races, Vasa race (Vasaloppet). He got the support he needed and could be named king of Sweden 1523 and with that ended the Kalmar union that had lasted for almost 150 years.

Know the past to understand the present, ha de Gött!
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A Winter saga

A Winter saga

This winter has been unusually cold for a long period with snow and ice. When I was a child, a long time ago, winters like this was more normal but with climate change, in resent years more rare. I’m happy to been able to be out and take photos even if the days are short. I can only say, thank you King Frost.

Now the snow is gone and the ice is melting on lakes and fjords. So I made a YouTube video with some of my favourite winter photos. Hope you like it.

Dress warm, ha de Gött!
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Inner child

Inner child

I need the connection
to my inner child
playful and curious boy
where every walk an 
endless adventure

not a three year old bully 
throwing a tantrum
in jealous want to 
cheating and stealing

I fear the grown up child
with to many expensive toys
mind of a three year old
our world as playground

fear silence
turn away eyes
from scared followers
in sandbox of simple messages

I want to be the boy 
who willingly sharing 
make a new friend just 
to see someone else smile

Let the innocent child out
laugh, dance, sing in the snow
life's miracle in every grain of sand
filling the beach of truth
with a heart larger than life

Svensk version (Swedish version)

Mitt inre barn
jag vill vara i kontakt 
med barnet i mitt sinne
en lekfullt nyfiken pojke
där varje promenad 
ett evigt äventyr

inte treåringens tyranni
som skrika och tjuta
i rå avundsjuk vilja
som stjäla och rova

jag räds det vuxna barnet
med för många dyra leksaker
tänker som en treåring
med världen som lekplats

räds tystnaden
bortvända blickar
från rädda följeslagare
i enkla budskapens sandlåda

jag vill vara pojken
som delar med mig
hittar en ny vän bara
för att få se ett annat leende

släpp ut det oskyldiga barnet
skratta, dansa och sjung i snön
se livets mirakel i varje sandkorn
på strandens korn för sanning
med ett hjärta större än livet

Swedish version with help from my son Wendel.

Be like a child but don’t be childish, ha de Gött!
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