Greetings from Germany Everybody!
Now that we are finally hooked up to the internet at home, I am starting our blog. Not without mixed emotions, I'll admit...I mean who will possibly read it? Who would care enough to look it up? True confession, I have only looked up one weblog in my online life, and it was a couple from our church who are spending a year in Iraq! How can our little adventures here and there compare to that? And isn't it a little self-centered to assume that one's life is worth reading about?
In any case, I have decided that it's better to write letters that people can choose to read, and not feel obligated to read because it arrived in their inbox. We have spent time overseas, and it is very easy to become addicted to email. I spent many days waiting for one or two people to whom I wrote nice long letters to write back. And one person wrote that my letter took work to finish because it was so long. SO. Anyone reading this can choose or not choose to catch up with our happenings - and I can save the email letters for more personal notes and less mass mailings.
So - back to our exciting first weeks in Muenster. We arrived on August 1, late at night. So we didn't really get to see Germany until the next day. Our area of Germany, Rhineland-Westfalia, is very flat and very green. Lush, even. We were very surprised at how rural it is - Steve, time and time again, commented on how much it reminded him of Lancaster County without hills. I guess I would say that there is marked difference between living areas and country-farmland. In the US, many people have huge yards that blur the boundaries of what's country and what's city. Here, everyone has very small yards (I understand now why they are called gardens, and not yards) - and the rest is pasture or cultivated fields. Walking and biking are a big deal here, so there are paths everywhere - beautiful paths. I will try to post the pictures soon...got to figure that out first.
Anyway, we stayed in the home of our hosts, Stephen and Barbara Emmel, who were working in Vienna and returned on our fourth day. They live in a small village northwest of Muenster called, Altenburge. (Very quaint!) It was actually very nice to crash in someone's home, without having to worry about
being guests. It gave us time to get over jet-lag and get our barings a bit. We also had use of their car - an added bonus! So the third day, after sleeping until two pm on day 2, we made our first foray into Muenster.
We had a hard time figuring out how big the city is. What we thought would be a long drive into town, turned out to be just 10 or 15 minutes, and when we tried to find the natural foods market the following day, we ended up giving up. (It turns out we thought we were in the center of the old city, when in fact we were a couple of blocks off.) There are churches everywhere downtown, and we kept thinking we'd found the "big one."
The town is full of history. We ate lunch that first day in the shadow of the Lombardi Kirche - where there are cages hanging from one of the steeples. In the 17th century, they tortured and killed the leaders of an anabaptist rebellion, and hung their bodies in the cages as a reminder of what happens to conquerers. Very cool in a morbid, "we hold grudges" sort of way, I guess. I had read about this important event in my Reformation Theology readings, and it is amazing to see evidence now of this time in Germany's history. Muenster was actually all but destroyed near the end of World War II - we are only 60 kilometers from the Dutch border, and I guess planes would drop their extra bombs on Muenster on their way out. The devestation was huge. But the city started rebuilding right away - and what makes it different from other cities in Germany was that they used plans and pictures to make it exactly the way it was before the war. It goes way beyond quaint, as you can see from the pictures.
Once we got over our initial culture shock/jet-lag, we had to get busy and into our apartment. So our first week as guests was really perfect and care free. The past three weeks have been much more frustrating. The important factor has been getting the kids settled in school, and THAT, thankfully, has been wonderful. Harrison and Evanleigh are attending the Paulinum Gymnasium - which was started in the 700's or something crazy like that. We had origninally thought that the curriculum would be half and half/German-English. We were wrong. It's all in German. The added bonus of this school is their GSL program. They have extra German everyday to help with their language acquisition - and although it didn't start until two weeks in, they have made leaps and bounds as a result. They like school overall, although it is exhausting to listen to German all day. (They fall asleep quickly at night - which anyone who knows our children will know is a remarkable thing!) Evanleigh was befriended by a Korean student the first week who lives just a couple of doors down from us and goes to the church we attend in the neighborhood....another "sent from God" thing. Rowyn, of course, LOVES school and has no problem making friends despite the language barrier. Her school is one kilometer away, and she now walks to and from by herself. (Ev and H take public buses like the other children here.) We thought she would be getting no help, but for the first month, the school has arranged for a student teacher to teach German to her - some days alone and some with a small group of foreign students. Needless to say, there has been far more help and special care for our kids than we ever imagined possible. Steve helps with homework at night - which has been a great review for him! I end up helping mostly Rowyn, where we learn together.
There is more to tell, but I'll stop for today. Aren't you glad you didn't receive this in your mailbox?? Tomorrow I'll try to post the pictures. This is actually kind of fun.