I am writing this “Pleinpraat” fresh from the press. This morning I was hit painfully. Pain in the square. Is it my square, the Ouverture Square? No. The heart of Blixembosch belongs to all of us. It’s true for everyone.
This morning…a commercial vehicle with a double-axle trailer enters our square. Parking is between the chess board and the mini climbing and scrambling gate. Our first thought: “Oh, how nice, they are going to fix the broken beams.” Not so. It’s going to be a letdown. The red vowels are switched. For a moment we still think that our square is being made greener. Suitable in these times of global warming. No black soil is applied. No grass is sown or sods are laid. No…the entire wooden stall, the beautiful balance beams, are removed. They are busy this morning with three people. The vowels are put back in context. It is now lunch time. The triumvirate have their lunch in the van. We leave at 1:00 PM.
What do I mean by this? Just that we think it’s such a shame. How parents and small children often enjoyed those beams. Children have often played circus there alone. Admittedly…one did fall on the red stones every now and then. Of course there was shouting and comforting. So many videos and photos were taken. Bench sitters on the square often enjoyed it. One of the many benches has also already been removed because a slat was broken. Is this the beginning of the end of our square? I fear the worst. Was this discussed in advance with the neighborhood association?
By the way…to end on a positive note: Thank you children and supervisors. You did a great job on the clean-up day of September 16. Rubbish from large and small people was eagerly collected. It shouldn’t have been necessary, but still… A good example leads to good follow. I don’t mean today’s cleanup!
Hein van het Plein 18-9-2023