14 February 1996
corrected 18 May 1997
RI-480i 'Koos Nolst Trenite - Life-story'
from Ambassador for Mankind
Message # RI-480i for Internet
For the benefit of my supporters
I will give some data about my current life.
A good part of my early life I spent in nature.
We lived in some sort of Mansion
surrounded
by a private forest,
a large pond
through which ran a small river,
with a waterfall, and
there were private tennis-courts.
A large lane
led up to the Mansion, and
about halfway
on that lane was a large garage.
The nearby farm,
the pond and river, and
the forest and meadows surrounding us
were
my territory and my delight,
till we moved,
when I was six years of age,
to the sandy beaches
of the North Sea in Holland.
This is where I lived
till the age of eighteen,
that is, till I moved out of the parental house,
to study Physics and Mathematics
in the University of Delft,
a very beautiful, well-known old town in Holland.
Needless to say,
I spent a lot of time at the beach,
both winter and summer,
first with my parents, and
soon, by bicycle and later by motorcycle or car,
I went there by myself,
and with friends.
The stormy waves were most
fascinating at Beaufort windscale 8 or above.
Deep into November,
swimming in those waves
was a delight
I rarely missed.
The creatures of the sea
which washed ashore, and
the gliding seagulls above,
were a source of interest and inspiration
in a scenery of
everchanging clouds and
colors of the sea
reflecting them.
I remember
that I helped my schoolteacher with
correcting
the mathematics and language
exercises of my classmates, and
I remember
that I was skipping one class up,
in order to get more to learn.
But
I never quite understood, then,
why they send kids
to school,
as one could learn
so much more
in one's spare time,
with libraries available.
There was so much to know, and
so much to find out
that
I considered sitting in a schoolclass
a waste of time.
But, one does as one is expected to do,
and so I also
went to school.
The lakes were not far away,
I rebuilt an old sailing-boat,
with the help of
the shipbuilding-yard at the lake.
It was my sport
to sail
at any weather condition,
no matter how difficult, and
to test my control of the boat,
I sailed the length of the lake backwards.
(Sailing-boats are designed to be
moved forward by the wind, and
it requires maneuvering skill
to keep it going backwards,
especially over a long distance.
I used my skill
later
as a sailing-instructor
while I was a university-student.)
My mother wanted
me to have violin-lessons (I wonder why), and
I learned there that
my violin teacher
never taught the first step
'to produce a sound
that is pleasant to listen to'!
So I appropriated the piano at home,
which was not connected with having to go to lessons, and
I played the piano, myself.
Later, much later,
I taught myself to play the flute, and
I also started to play the violin again,
but this time because I myself wanted to play it,
that is,
for pleasure of listening
to the sound produced, and
not for putting my fingers exactly
there on the fingerboard where my teacher wanted them.
The next school was called "Gymnasium"
because it taught all students Latin and Greek.
It also taught French and English and German,
quite extensively,
all obligatory as well,
and of course Dutch,
which is my native language.
Further, it taught mathematics, physics, chemistry,
geography and sports, and
what they called "history".
English was taught OK to me,
because I refused to 'be taught', and
the teacher accepted my refusal to memorize words,
even though this was mandatory
for all the other students.
(They had lists of words to memorize, and
they did every week a few pages of words.)
Instead, I learned English by reading books,
that is
where you have the words in context, and
where you WANT to know them
at the moment you read them,
because you want to understand the text.
Real French I learned in France, and
real German in Germany, and
the other subjects I really learned in my spare time,
from the library, mainly.
Except Latin. We had a marvellous Latin-teacher, and
he had a way of explaining the words to us.
And he did that very well.
But then we had to read Julius Caesar
- the idiotic writings of Julius Caesar
about his soldiers and cohorts
walking miles in his idiotic Gallic war.
This was not putting our knowledge of Latin
to any useful purpose.
But I acquired some social functions in this school.
There was the school-council, and
I was elected for several years, and
the last year I was elected the head,
the 'praeses' of the school-council.
As its 'headstudent'
I was representing the school
to other schools, and at school-parties, and
I organized the school-parties.
A lot of time I spent sailing, during the holidays.
One holiday
I managed to get aboard a real sea-going merchant-ship,
as a paid sailor, for a few weeks, and
I sailed the North Sea and the Baltic Sea.
This was a great experience.
Wide spaces,
a crew which was teasing me about my learnedness, and
playing the usual jokes on a new-comer.
All this I absorbed and immensely enjoyed.
Each visit to a harbor
- we were transporting things like salt, grain, or wood -
was a new adventure,
whether it was in Sweden, Poland or France.
The final school-exam came up, and
parents started their usual worry.
But I was overjoyed that the enforcement of school,
which for me had mainly consisted of
sitting in a classroom near a window and
staring at the changes of the seasons,
would finally be over.
All the teachers and examinators agreed
that I was very intelligent, and
that my lack of knowledge of old Greek
should not be a hindrance
to sending me to study Physics and Mathematics.
Well, I guess many of you know,
either from personal experience or from movies,
the life of 'high society' university-students.
I was no exception.
Parties - girls - parties - parties - sports - horseriding -
parties - inter-university parties.
Official parties - student parties
- What am I doing here?
- Why are some people decent -
Why are some intentionally indecent?
- What is the use of 'Vector-analysis'
[a branch of Mathematics]?
- What is the nature of the Universe?
(I learned Thermodynamics
- that certainly had something to do
with the nature of the universe, and
I could use mathematics for that.)
- Why should I do all these boring experiments again
when they have already been done by others?
(One time a 'something' is a particle, and
the other time it's a wave.
Quantum-physics, de Broglie, etc.)
All very interesting.
But still far too much missing
to know the nature of the universe.
Would it be astronomy?
I studied it outside of the university,
because they didn't teach it there.
But astronomy knew far too little too.)
- Is this all going to be any use to me,
if after my studies I have to run the Philips-concern?
Such were my thoughts.
The bill at my University-bookshop
ran very high, and
my father paid it all.
I didn't even know how high.
It was sent directly
to my father.
He paid.
All my life, up to this day,
I have spent large amounts on books.
I was always willing to spend money on books,
even if I had no money at hand. I would pay later.
In this University-bookshop,
on a small cobble
street in Delft,
- between
the old streets and
old houses,
ran a canal
(as between most of the streets and houses of Delft) -
in this bookshop
high up on a shelf
where nobody looked,
I saw
a small ugly paperback and
on its cover
was written
DIANETICS.
After half a year I read it.
In the back
was the 'Auditor's Code'.
Here was some knowledge
which was sorely lacking in society!
But the address in the book was obsolete.
The University libraries in Holland
did not have the word 'Dianetics' listed.
After a year or so,
I heard from my own sister
that in the town where she studied at the University of Leiden,
some strange and dangerous people 'did' Dianetics.
The next day
I started the 'Communication Course', and
I regained my natural state of Clear.
(see RI-242Ri 'Being There - Freedom to Act' of 22 July 95)
But they, Caspar de Rijk that is, who ran the small Mission,
did not tell me that.
According to them, and
according to L. Ron Hubbard,
I would have to do long long hours of study and therapy
to ACHIEVE the state of Clear.
Yet I WAS Clear, and
nobody else there was Clear.
All others there were NOT Clear.
I started the Study-Course,
I studied some of the study-tapes, full time.
My physics-studies lagged, and
so I was drafted into the Army,
which was compulsory in Holland.
A large military-school in Venlo
educated the Infantry-soldiers
in the basic arts of war
and
truck-driving.
It was a custom there
that the military-school could
send ONE recruit,
each year or teaching period,
to the higher military-school
for Infantry-sergeants (for noncommissioned officers).
They elected me, and
they sent me to that school
for drafted noncommissioned sergeants,
in a town called Ermelo.
There the SAME thing happened AGAIN.
They (the school for non-commissioned officers)
also were allowed
to send ONE recruit of that school
to the higher military-school
for drafted Infantry-officers.
And they elected me and
they sent me to that officers school,
which is also in Ermelo.
This has never happened to a drafted person in this army,
at least not to my knowledge.
You understand that
one has not only to
be in top physical and mental condition
for such a thing to happen
but that
- in order to be chosen again and again
by people who have no other motives or
desire than to give their best recruit away
to a higher institution -
one has to have a combination of all three:
top physical condition
and
top mental condition,
AND
some love for people.
(Needless to say, I completed the officers school.)
with love,
Koos
Koos Nolst Trenite - Ambassador for Mankind
Copyright 1996 by Koos Nolst Trenite
Excerpt from
RI-242Ri 'Being There - Freedom to Act' of 22 July 1995:
(...)
Shortly afterwards [after I (Koos) did the Comm Course]
I was drafted into the army, and
at shooting exercises I had a rifle next to my ear, and
I was shooting on a range and I did not need earplugs, and
I could keep my eyes open while I pulled the trigger and
the explosion of the cartridge in the rifle occurred,
(propelling the bullet out of the barrel to its target).
(...)
Koos Nolst Trenite - Ron's Inspector
Copyright 1995 by Koos Nolst Trenite
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References (available at the Library "http://Art-Org.com"):
RI-126Ri 'Koos Nolst Trenite - identity' of 29 Mar 1995
RI-828i 'Koos Nolst Trenite personally visited' of 19 Apr 1997
RI-198i 'I Am Sanity and Survival' of 3 June 1995
RI-217i 'Choosing Sides - As Ethics' of 24 June 1995
RI-348i 'Reactions about my work' of 11 Nov 1995
RI-348i-A 'Reactions about my Work - Addition' of 11 Mar 1996
RI-348i-B 'Reactions about my Work - Addition B' of 25 Oct 1996
RI-348i-C 'Reactions about my Work - Addition C - (20 Jan 1997)' 20 Jan 97
RI-348i-D 'Reactions about my Work - Addition D - (6 March 1997)' 6 Mar 97
RI-242Ri 'Being There - Freedom to Act' of 22 July 1995
RI-537i 'The Right to Demand Awareness' of 15 Apr 1996
RI-019Ri 'Artists and Ethics' of 10 Sept 1992
RI-704Ri 'Real Art is not hard to understand' of 30 Sept 1996
RI-738Si 'Christianity - Love, and Guilt solved' shortened 22 Dec 96
RI-631i 'Definition of "Woman"' of 12 July 1996
RI-629i 'Definition of "Care"' of 12 July 1996
RI-781BPI'Raising Children - or Keeping Them Small?' of 14 Jan 97
RI-602i 'Definition of Power' of 20 June 1996
RI-018i 'LRH on Wolfgang A. Mozart' of 2 Nov 1994
RI-ACT-15 'Creditability - You are YOU' of 12 Nov 1994
RI-178i 'LRH on Mozart and Salieri' of 10 May 1995
RI-029Ri 'Koos, LRH, Miscavige - the Truth' of 7 Dec 1994
RI-239i 'Koos and LRH and Ethics' of 17 July 1995
RI-464i 'LRH betrayed Joan of Arc (1430, France)' of 26 Jan 1996
RI-380Ri 'Obtaining Truth from the RI-Bulletins' of 1 Nov 1994
RI-50RQi 'RI-xxxi series Archive - Content and Use' 28 Dec 94
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