Before my trip back home in October 2013, when I was in Wageningen as an exchange student, I decided to buy some tulip bulbs as a present for my parents, so I went shopping at the Oude Tol garden centre.
After shopping successfully, I returned home happy. Suddenly, I realised I had left my wallet at the garden centre. I cycled like the wind, and searched all along the route I had taken through the centre. I was horrified because inside the wallet I had a lot of money (900 euros) that I was saving for a laptop, as well as my bankcards. I nearly lost all hope when I came to the cash desk, as it was closed. Finally, I got to the information point. The lady behind the desk started asking me questions, as if it was a quiz: the colour of my wallet, how much money was in it and so on. I thought they’d contact me if they found it. But it turned out the lady was identifying whether I really was the owner of the wallet. She asked for my name and surname and she looked at me and the photo on my WUR card for a long time. She said I was not the man in the photo as I had long hair when it was taken, but with a smile she took my wallet from their lost & found safe. I was very happy and asked her how I could show my appreciation. However, she refused any token of thanks. Unfortunately, if you lose your wallet in Uzbekistan, you probably won’t see it again. At best you might find your wallet but without any money in it. What I want to say is that Dutch people are very kind and honest. Olimkhuja Askarov, MSc Integrated Water Management, from Uzbekistan
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Tevreden kwam Olimkhuja Askarov thuis van het tuincentrum. Tot hij besefte dat hij zijn portemonnee verloren had, met daarin 900 euro cash. Als de wind fietste Olimkhuja terug naar het centrum. Daar stelde de dame aan de informatiedesk hem allerlei vragen over de portemonnee. Blijkbaar om te identificeren of Olimkhuja echt de eigenaar was, want ze vond hem niet lijken op de foto in de portefeuille. Ze was overtuigd en gaf hem zijn beurs terug. Wat een eerlijke Nederlanders