“Die Deutschen first mal, ob sie etwas dürfen”

Ruhig lies there da, der Tegeler See an diesem Mittwochmorgen, noch unberührt von Schwimmern, von Booten. At Rande Berlins, renamed the endlosem Grün, it is a small beach. Vom Ufer führt ein Holzsteg zu a white hut, dem Stützpunkt der Rettungsschwimmer. If you were a man in the function, an egg washer in hand. Najah Al Salihi is a rettungsschwimmer and for the others. There is no question.

If this is the case here, you can no longer use the weather. 23 degrees, a lukewarm Brise. A regular extends his hand on the sand. Al Salihi suggested the Eimer. Stubbornly, your service starts first, a little, when the beach is just open. Knapp zwei Stunden braucht is aus Weißensee, trotzdem is schon a new Uhr gekommen. If the war with the heart has started, there has been a Menge Geduld, but it is a matter of Lächeln in the wet Gesicht. Al Salihi has a strong status, friendly augs and falten a seinen world.

So there is often laughter, maybe on the Steg, on the white hut, on the sea. The Strandbad Tegelsee is not in Strandbad. All Rettungsschwimmer, here in the Badenden, are geflüchtete. Najah Al Salihi is one of the people.