Christmas 1939

Written by Jaana Jokinen, told by my father Matti Samuli 30th November 1939 “All aboard!” The conductor’s booming cry drew my mum to her feet. “The train is leaving, let’s go!” I clapped my hands enthusiastically.  I could hardly contain my excitement.  Even though I was barely four years old, I had travelled quite a…

Silence

When life feels a little overwhelming and you need a place of escape, what does your place of refuge look like? Mine looks like this! In my mind’s eyes I walk barefoot in the cool of the night, hear the creaking sound of the jetty underneath me as it slowly sways on the water. I…