Sanne de GraafDen Bosch
It goes like this; I was ten years old and I really wanted a horse. I looked for the cheapest one on ‘Marktplaats’ and it costed a thousand euros. With my fifty cents a week I knew it would take a while to save up. One thousand euros and multiples thereof is something you hear quite often, at least, if you pay attention. So when my parents bought a new car for threethousand euros, I, as a pedantic eleven-year-old, was able to tell them that you could buy three horses with that kind of money. On TV, someone won a golden case with money inside worth of fifty horses. I didn’t even knew what that would look like. In the process, you sometimes turn things you don’t understand into things you understand a little bit better. And I still do.