{"id":30936,"date":"2025-03-31T07:09:23","date_gmt":"2025-03-31T05:09:23","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/?p=30936"},"modified":"2025-03-31T07:09:23","modified_gmt":"2025-03-31T05:09:23","slug":"peter-berger-ze-ruikt-naar-hageldauw-op-lentegras","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/index.php\/2025\/03\/31\/peter-berger-ze-ruikt-naar-hageldauw-op-lentegras\/","title":{"rendered":"Peter Berger &#8211; Ze ruikt naar hageldauw op lentegras&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"aligncenter size-full\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/12\/peter-berger11-rotated.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"480\" height=\"640\" src=\"https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/12\/peter-berger11-rotated.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-30150\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/12\/peter-berger11-rotated.jpg 480w, https:\/\/www.pomgedichten.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/12\/peter-berger11-225x300.jpg 225w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 480px) 100vw, 480px\" \/><\/a><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\"><br><br>Het was een broze hulpkreet. Paniek. Help. Twee keer. Help! Onverstaanbaar bijna. Maar zonder twijfel paniek. Breekbaar en indringend kwam het keihard binnen. Richtingloos. Nog geen minuut geleden. Thuisbrengen kon ik het niet.\u00a0<br><br>Pas nadat de streekbus voorbij geraasd was, zag ik haar. Aan de overkant van de Breestraat het afschot van de stoep trotserend in zo\u00b4n rolstoel die in ieder verzorgingshuis voorbij de schuifdeur staat. Daar zat ze, grauw en grijs als de kabeljauw uitgestald op de markt om de hoek. Eenzaam worstelend voor een grote glimmende etalageruit. Beide handen met de knokkels bleek rond de grijze banden van het onding geklemd. De trottoirband steeds naderbij. \u00a8Help me!\u00a8 Blinde paniek spatte uit haar benepen blik. \u00a8Alsjeblieft!\u00a8<br><br>Terwijl ik de losgeschoten veiligheidsremmen terug in de juiste stand aan het manoeuvreren was, vertelde ze dat ze in haar rolstoel woont. Met haar wijsvinger priemend in het niets. \u00a8Ze hebben mij er laten vallen.\u00a8 Daar. \u00a8Ik kan niet meer lopen.\u00a8 Daar. \u00a8Mag er nooit meer uit\u00a8 Daar. \u00a8Maar mijn dochters laten mij gelukkig om beurten uit en vandaag is het die dag.\u00a8 Haar grip verstijfde. Nog voel ik haar handen rond m\u00b4n polsen kloppen. \u00a8Dankjewel.\u00a8 Tranen dreven op haar gezwollen ogen. Ik vroeg haar om haar naam. Ze dacht even na en haalde beide schouders op. \u00a8Daar,\u00a8 zei ze. Dat is wat ze zei.<br><br>\u00a8Zal ik je zeggen wie jij bent?\u201d Na met een knipoog een vette glimlach te hebben bevrijd stromen duizend woorden over bewegingsloze lippen. Ik voel haar sidderen. Ze ruikt naar hageldauw op lentegras. Eva resoneert in mijn ganse lijf totdat de vrouw mijn beide polsen loslaat en kwijlend met haar kin op de borst in een staat van apathie belandt.\u00a0<br><br>Juist op dat moment zwaait de winkeldeur open en begroet haar dochter haar met de woorden. \u00a8Zo moedertje, dan kunnen we nu weer lekker verder samen op stap,\u00a8 en wenst mij vervolgens een prettige dag.<br><br><br> Peter Berger<br><\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<\/div>\r\n\t\t<style>\r\n\t\t\t.huge-it-share-buttons {\r\n\t\t\t\tborder:0px solid #0FB5D6;\r\n\t\t\t\tborder-radius:5px;\r\n\t\t\t\tbackground:#3BD8FF;\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t text-align:right; \t\t\t\t\t\t}\r\n\r\n\t\t\t#huge-it-share-buttons-top {margin-bottom:0px;}\r\n\t\t\t#huge-it-share-buttons-bottom {margin-top:0px;}\r\n\r\n\t\t\t.huge-it-share-buttons h3 {\r\n\t\t\t\tfont-size:25px ;\r\n\t\t\t\tfont-family:Arial,Helvetica Neue,Helvetica,sans-serif;\r\n\t\t\t\tcolor:#666666;\r\n\r\n\t\t\tdisplay:block;\t\t\t\tline-height:25px ;\r\n\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t text-align:right; \t\t\t\t\t\t}\r\n\r\n\t\t\t.huge-it-share-buttons ul {\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t float:right; 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