H.C. Andersen’s Childhood Home
Fra H.C. Andersen var 2 til 14 år boede han i et lille hus i Munkemøllestræde. Et par hundrede år er gået siden da og dukketeateret leges der nu ikke længere med. Ingen far står parat til at læse Holberg for den unge knægt. Og ingen ser snedronningen i rudens iskrystaller på kolde vintermorgener. Brændeovnen brænder forgæves.
Alligevel finder du det hele i det lille barndomshjem. Alt det, der fik H.C. Andersen til at drømme.
Fuel for the imagination
It was from his childhood home that Hans Christian Andersen discovered the world. This was where he first noticed the light of the summer and the darkness and cold of the winter. The aroma of Danish doughnuts and duck and candles on Christmas Eve. It was here that he lay on the floor, trying to sleep while his father lay dead in his bed. The Ice Maiden took him.
But even amidst the abject poverty, there was a wealth of love and imagination. It was here that Andersen found his stories and his dreams.
“I know no writer who, to such an extent, lacks the distance between an impression and what is written down on paper. There’s always processing. There’s always a filter or a window between. But not when Andersen jots down an impression.”
Niels Birger Wamberg, literary historian and author
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A budding poet
As a child, Hans Christian Andersen often sat in the yard behind his childhood home. With just one gooseberry bush, you could not call it a garden. Every day, he studied its leaves – from the time they were small green buds until the yellow leaves dropped off. In the leaves of the gooseberry bush, he saw an entire landscape, which grew in his fairy tales.
Today, all the flowers and historical varieties have grown out of the fairy tales and into the garden that the poet did not have as a child.
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