My first post on this forum will be an AAr.
I have seen lots of people from Holland but no Dutch Aar, this made me decide I would do the honor of making the first one.
Please feel free to make suggestions etc...
1 jan 1936 08:15 Den Haag
Queen Wilhelmina awakes with sweet drops on her forehead and a terrible feeling of fear and frustration.
She quickly realizes she is safely in bed
Just to make sure she gently slides the curtain away from the window and looks into the snow covered palace garden.
Everything is peaceful and when she looks to the sky its blue everywhere.
She cant see the small black figures hanging under tiny grey clouds growing bigger every minute neither does she hear the terrible sounds of shells exploding, civilians screaming or screams of death of men dying.
She shiffers as she realize it was a dream, a dream yes but what a realistic one.
Her imagination even managed to put parachutes in her dream, something she didn’t even knew exist until last week when she saw the secret reports.
She sits down on the bedside and starts thinking:
As a young girl she learned about the glorious world power the Netherlands once was.
Only a few centuries ago the Dutch ships ruled the waves and where feared everywhere, the army was small but modern and could be extended by hiring forces as needed.
The economy was rich and with new sawmills in the Zaanstreek to industrialize the wood industry Holland lay far ahead in the shipbuilding production.
Overall industry was modern and self-supporting
They owned a few of the best colonies all over the world which gave them even greater wealth.
Look at the country now she thought, nothing much more than a shadow of the big proud Lion it once was.
And if that was the only problem the country had she would have been ok with it, it was something she could handle.
After all she did pull the country through the dark years of the suppression.
No her fears lay somewhere else, there where others, predators, bloodthirsty animals, that where rising out of the dark ashes of Europe.
And they where after the Lion looking for ways to kill it.
She smashed her fist on the bed and shouted: "The Lion will awake!!"
I have seen lots of people from Holland but no Dutch Aar, this made me decide I would do the honor of making the first one.
Please feel free to make suggestions etc...
1 jan 1936 08:15 Den Haag
Queen Wilhelmina awakes with sweet drops on her forehead and a terrible feeling of fear and frustration.
She quickly realizes she is safely in bed
Just to make sure she gently slides the curtain away from the window and looks into the snow covered palace garden.
Everything is peaceful and when she looks to the sky its blue everywhere.
She cant see the small black figures hanging under tiny grey clouds growing bigger every minute neither does she hear the terrible sounds of shells exploding, civilians screaming or screams of death of men dying.
She shiffers as she realize it was a dream, a dream yes but what a realistic one.
Her imagination even managed to put parachutes in her dream, something she didn’t even knew exist until last week when she saw the secret reports.
She sits down on the bedside and starts thinking:
As a young girl she learned about the glorious world power the Netherlands once was.
Only a few centuries ago the Dutch ships ruled the waves and where feared everywhere, the army was small but modern and could be extended by hiring forces as needed.
The economy was rich and with new sawmills in the Zaanstreek to industrialize the wood industry Holland lay far ahead in the shipbuilding production.
Overall industry was modern and self-supporting
They owned a few of the best colonies all over the world which gave them even greater wealth.
Look at the country now she thought, nothing much more than a shadow of the big proud Lion it once was.
And if that was the only problem the country had she would have been ok with it, it was something she could handle.
After all she did pull the country through the dark years of the suppression.
No her fears lay somewhere else, there where others, predators, bloodthirsty animals, that where rising out of the dark ashes of Europe.
And they where after the Lion looking for ways to kill it.
She smashed her fist on the bed and shouted: "The Lion will awake!!"
