Life in Indonesia was easy when it was a colony of the Netherlands called the Dutch East Indies, and I was a little girl called Catharina Smits.
We lived in a close-knit community, and Mother had a lot of Indonesian household help, both inside and in the garden, and for the care of my younger brother and me. My father was a Dutch military physician who had specialized in tropical medicine. He was working off a 10-year obligation to the government for his education.
It was such an adventure in the mid-1920s for him and mother, who was a nurse, to take the train to Geneva as newlyweds and on to the Red Sea and the Suez Canal, where they acclimatized to heat, and then across the sea to Jakarta (then called Batavia) in Indonesia. It was there that I was born in 1927 and my brother, Jan, followed in 1929.
Like my parents, I loved adventure. It was so exciting travelling all over Indonesia with them as Father was assigned to various military bases on Sumatra, Java and other islands of the Indonesian Archipelago.