December 29, 2009

THE GIRLS OF ROOM 28 – FRIENDSHIP, HOPE AND SURVIVAL IN THERESIENSTADT

In the middle of the Christmasing and breakfasting (hey, great fun with Lauri yesterday at Egg Harbor and with Carol today at Panera), I’ve been reading a fascinating and sad book called The Girls of Room 28.

I have read books about the hardships of the Jews during World War 2: Corrie ten Boom, Anne Frank and many other books about lesser known, but still persecuted people.

In the midst of the concentration camps was a place called Theresienstadt (sometimes called Terezin).

The Nazis presented the town as a model Jewish settlement and sent the well-known musicians, artists, authors, diplomats, scientists  and actors to Theresienstadt.  So many musicians were housed at the camp, that there were four concert orchestras, chamber groups and jazz ensembles. Plays were acted out with regularity.

These people, experts in their fields, were assigned to teach the children. They taught the children in all areas of education including drawing and music.  (More than 6,000 of the drawings were hidden and recovered after the war.)  They even acted and produced a children’s opera. If you go on iTunes and enter the word “Terezin” you will find a long list of music composed by the Jewish musicians imprisoned at the camp.

The Girls of Room 28 is the story of one room in the children’s barracks. Much of it told through the point of view of a young girl named Helga who kept a journal of her life in Theresienstadt. Counselors were assigned to the children – often adults who had some experience in the real world, so the children’s world at Theresienstadt was orderly and disciplined with  high educational standards.

In 1944 the Nazis  invited the Red Cross to visit Theresienstadt to prove to the world that the camps were healthy places, brimming with culture. They built shops and filled them with beautiful clothing and other items (not mentioning that much of what was in the shops was stolen from the Jews whom they’d captured). To make the place look less crowded – more than 7,000 Jews were sent to Aushwitz and gassed.  The visit was so successful, the Nazis then decided to make a film about the settlement.  After the shooting of the film the crew, cast and producer were also sent to  Aushwitz.

More than 140,000 Jews were sent to Theresienstadt during the war. Thirty three thousand died on site because of hunger and disease. Another 88,000 were went to Aushwitz. The Nazis might have told the world that they had a model village where children happily played and attended school and sang beautiful music, but the truth is quite different.

More than fifteen thousand children lived at the Theresienstadt during the course of the war.

Approximately 150  survived.

The book, written by Hannelore Brenner tells the story from the children’s point of view.

December 28, 2009

WHATEVER …

Before Christmas I bought several small gifts from one store. When I got to the counter, the clerk offered to wrap them for me and, knowing that this particular store has unique packaging, I agreed. The clerk cheerily went about her task. The store was very unbusy and no one was waiting, so she took her time and made the wrapping as fancy as possible.

Several days later I decided not to divide the gifts as originally planned, so I unwrapped them – and was glad I did when I found the price tags still on every single one of the gifts.  Having the giftee know the prices of the gifts would not have been the end of the world, but these were more formal than family gifts and I truly did NOT want the price tags on them. Knowing most stores make a big deal about taking off the prices, I was surprised that these tags were still in place.

But I discovered the error in time – no big deal. It didn’t make me think less of the cheerful clerk or the store – in fact, I went back to the store today.

As I was buying my purchase, I kindly mentioned the price-tag thing. “I’m so glad I caught it,” I told the lady. “I’m not upset, but in this situation I did not want the prices on the gifts. Normally stores are careful about that, so I thought I’d let you know so you can be aware of it.”

“Well, we get busy around Christmas,” she said with as much interest as a doorknob.  (Might be true, but you weren’t busy THAT day.)

She refused to say another word about it. She gave me my purchase and went to talk to another clerk about Saturday night plans.

Funny. I did not have any feelings of anything toward the girl who wrapped the packages, but the girl today made me not want to shop there again.

Here’s the truth. Overlooking a mistake is easy. Overlooking attitude is hard.

December 27, 2009

THE CRAYON EXPLOSION

So, all was well at my house.

The 5yo munchkin was set up by my front door, happily nintendoing while the 7yo and 10yo offered to help me shovel the driveway – yet again. This time there was only an inch or so of snow, so we got the job done quickly and they then proceeded to shovel paths through my front yard and had a lot of fun doing it.

So after a very snowy, and therefore soaking wet half hour – I herded them back inside. I sent the 10yo up to dry her hair and wrapped the 7yo in one of my fluffly, pink sweaters to keep her warm while I dryed her socks and jeans. I then decided to throw their coats in the dryer for 10-15 minutes.

I headed upstairs, built a fire and made all three munckins hot chocolate. They happily settled in front of the fireplace. 

We read together and talked together and discussed life – and then I headed back downstairs to check the coats.

I knew I had a problem as soon as I opened the dryer because the first things I saw were five crayons and a well-washed butterscotch lollipop. I admit it. I never thought about checking pockets.

I should have taken a picture of the coats to prove what a mess this was AND a picture of the inside of my dryer. The coats had literally hundreds of melted-crayon spots on them – mostly green on the 10yos and purple on the 7yos.

“Oh, no,” I said – which brought the 10yo downstairs to see what was happening.

She crawled up on top of my washing machine and began pulling down all my laundry supplies, reading the labels on Shout (hey, I know the person who invented Shout! Truly, I do.) and Tide and …   Tears running down her face as she explained to me that it was her favorite coat ever.

“Look,” I said. “It was an accident. I’ll try to fix this and if I can’t I’ll buy you a new coat.”

“But I want this coat,” she sobbed. (Definitely a scene from a horrific movie.)

“We’ll fix this,” I promised.

She smiled through her tears and became my partner in fixing the problem.

“This says crayon remover.” She held out a bottle of Goo Gone (sometimes known as Goo Be Gone)  “And it says it works on clothes.” (I remember buying it after some toddler munchkin used my wall as a whiteboard.)

So, for the next hour and a half I scrubbed literally more than a hundred crayon spots with Goo Gone.

This is the good news – the stuff works.

This is the bad news – my basement smells like Goo Gone.

I finished by goo-goning the culprit pocket  and then threw the coats BACK into the washer and dryer – and with the exception of a little color on the furry inside of the 7yos – they look like new (and very clean).

Moral – if you ever throw a coat into a washing machine and forget to take the crayons from the pocket – here’s the product to use.

December 26, 2009

MERRY DAY AFTER CHRISTMAS

Did you have a good Christmas?

We had a very laid back – enjoy yourself – don’t worry about anything day.

The son-in-law made a trip to Starbucks to start the morning … (No, I don’t do coffee, but I do hot chocolate.) Good start.

Here’s Jake getting in on the fun.

Kids opened their stockings and then we waited around for my mom and my niece to show up which they did.  We opened presents, ate and then watched Miracle on 34th Street. (Had some interesting theological issues.)  For some reason this picture of the 7yo just summed up the contentment of a child who has had a good Christmas. (For the record, she did not get both dolls this Christmas.  She has had one of them since her 6th birthday.)

One of the 10yos wishes  was a grown-up Monopoly game – and that wish was granted by her great grandmother. So to cap off the day I challenged her (and the 7yo). She went from being totally oblivious as to what was happening – to playing with a killer instinct.  She is a formidable Monopoly opponent.

So a Merry Christmas was had by all.

And now it is the day after Christmas and mostly today I have shoveled. I went out this morning thinking I would get a head start on the two or three inches we were supposed to get.

Well, eight hours and 12 inches later, it is still coming down and I have shoveled three more times.  At least it’s light and it is pretty and I don’t have to go anywhere.  So …

December 24, 2009

THE TREE CAKE

Last night the hyper munchkins were hanging out with me. So, being a good grandma, I decided to do with good grandmas do and feed into their hyperness with THE TREE CAKE.

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I made a chocolate cake (13×9).

*I saved the six egg shells, rinsed them off and set them on a plate to dry.

*I cut the cake into a tree shape.

*We colored the frosting green and frosted the tree.

*The kids decorated the tree.

*I set the six egg shells on the cake.

*I put a lemon extract-soaked sugar cube into each egg shell.

*I lit the sugar cubes – and TADA!  We had a tree with Christmas lights.

(Ok – I’ll admit that this is not a new idea. I used to make my kids a ghost cake every year on Halloween – white cake with flaming eyes. Very effective and to relieve any fears – it did not shake their faith to eat a cake in the shape of a ghost.)

Anyhow, a great hyperness time was had by all.

Here’s a photo journey.

December 23, 2009

THE ANNUAL DAY-IN-CHICAGO TRADITION WITH THE CHEAP CAMERA

December 22, 2009

THE ANNUAL BURNT-FINGER CANDY-MAKING TRADITION

Actually, I already made five batches of candy this year and gave it all away and I promised the munchkins that they could help me make some more.  So today we had a candy-making party. We started with a sugar rush of Dunkin Donuts – and then went into batch making. Making this candy is VERY hard and hot on the hands – but all three kids  stayed right with us – and kept up with their mom. Plus, I invited an unsuspecting friend to join us – so that was fun, too.

Here we are …

December 21, 2009

LOOKING IT UP …

Every year I look for something new about the events in Bethlehem.

So, yesterday I got out some of the old commentaries about the Gospel of Luke and began reading. I found a book which belonged to my dad and  thoroughly discussed many of the suppositions about the geneology of Joseph and Mary. For instance, was Joseph the last living descendant of David?  The author did not come to conclusions on anything that wasn’t clearly stated in the Bible – but he did discuss different viewpoints.  (Another discussion was the age of Joseph. We hear a lot about Mary’s age, but some scholars feel that Joseph might have been at least 100 years old.)

I know that the shepherds were taking care of the sacrifical-temple sheep – but this author brought up a related thought. Shepherds were looked down upon as low class. They were often nomadic, going from one place to another with their sheep. You would not see shepherds in the temple with the important rulers and religious leaders of the day.

However, because these shepherds were raising sheep for the temple, they had access.  They needed to bring the lambs to the priests. Remember, the shepherds went away and told everyone what they had seen?  Where those shepherds might have gone was to the temple itself.  In that case the news of Christ’s birth would’ve quickly spread.

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This picture is one I took in Zippori, overlooking the city of Nazareth – it gives a good picture of the hill country in Israel and you can imagine the shepherds taking care of their sheep.

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In church this morning, the pastor talked about the person of Christ and many of the songs focused on that aspect of Christmas.  We concluded the singing with “In Christ Alone.” As we sang the last verse, the lights went off except for a few candles on the platform. The worship leader then sang “Joy to the World” to the tune of  “In Christ Alone.” Very cool.

December 19, 2009

MORE RAMBLINGS …

1. One out of four families eat green bean cassorole for Christmas dinner. Originally that recipe was part of a cookbook/advertising campaign for Campbell Soup – to encourage people to buy more soup. Guess it worked.

2. Every Christmas movie (and maybe most movies) have the line “What are you DOING here?”

3. Some annoying commercials out there this season – the one where the dad sits on the couch and chants the sing/songy words to his wife and kids that THEY can watch TV in the basement because he’s in his favorite spot. I have no problem with Dad getting his comfy chair and the kids going to the basement, but it’s the wife making the request and I think he could be a little nicer – well a whole lot nicer to her.

But even more annoying is the Fed Ex (I think) commercial where the dad doesn’t know how many kids he has!

4. I received my Jeopardy calendar – this is at least 25 years that my friend has sent me a Jeopardy calendar for Christmas.

December 18, 2009

YESTERDAY – A DAY OF MOMENTS

THE SAD MOMENT – I have a friend who is going through something very difficult right now. As I opened my e-mail yesterday morning and received my daily update, I again wished I could “fix” the problem and knew what I had to do was once again pray for her and her husband and give it to the Lord – the only ONE who can give them strength and peace.

THE “I DID IT MOMENT” – Yesterday was my last day in the office until January so my goal for the day was to clear my desk. Unfortunately that meant answering a lot of snail mail, some of which wasn’t all that enjoyable to answer.  Questions such as “Why did you make the books so easy?” and then two paragraphs down in the same letter “Why did you make the books so hard?”  But I waded through it all – and my desk is clear!

THE FUNNY MOMENT – I had just gotten back from lunch (1:15), and a co-worker called and said, “I hope I’m not too late for our meeting.”  I said, “What meeting?” She said, “The one o’clock meeting.” I said, “I don’t have a 1:00 meeting. Nothing’s on my calendar.”  She said, “Yes, we do. It’s on my calendar.”  I said “It’s not on mine.”  Silence.  Then she started laughing. “Oh, no, I invited Linda from my Bible Study instead of you.”   I wonder what Linda from her Bible Study is thinking about being invited to a T&T meeting.

THE SWEET MOMENT – Michael’s daughter made us all chocolate dipped pretzels!  Yum!

THE THIS IS WHAT IT’S ALL ABOUT MOMENT – In Awana last night, I worked with two fifth grade girls who were learning the books of the Bible. I had worked with the one girl before and given her lots of clues how to learn them. I watched as she shared those clues with the other one.  I worked with them for about 15 minutes.  We laughed a lot, but I was also able to teach a lot.  They were right with me, attempting to figure it out. How fun it was to watch them grasp what they were learning. I gave them first letter hints. I talked about the people and the cities (Corinth, Rome, etc.)  I explained words.  One girl was having trouble remembering Chronicles. I explained that Chronicles meant something like a journal.  Suddenly it clicked and she said, “Like the Chronicles of Narnia!”  As I sat there and listened to them  and saw their excitement in getting it – I thought: This is what it’s all about. This is why we do what we do.

THE HAPPY MOMENT – So after a very busy day, I arrived home to find a message on my answering machine. It was from Rob and he asked me to call him back. Of course, right then, I figured out what was happening. Rob and Leah are engaged.  Congratulations!