tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931353.post5914061910531599889..comments2023-10-28T09:25:39.790-04:00Comments on The Atavist: Alma Pedde, 1914 - 2002The Atavisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12529157597486952484noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931353.post-9297269973812071942007-07-21T09:17:00.000-04:002007-07-21T09:17:00.000-04:00I wonder, luckyzmom, if our kids will remember us ...I wonder, luckyzmom, if our kids will remember us in this way? We won't be around to notice, of course, but I worry sometimes about doing a good enough job with my son. Maybe we all worry too much, and it still all comes out well in the end?The Atavisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12529157597486952484noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931353.post-59392806980292890722007-07-20T17:37:00.000-04:002007-07-20T17:37:00.000-04:00Reading your post has me missing my Mommy who died...Reading your post has me missing my Mommy who died 1995 the day after our mutual birthday. So it is a double whammy on our birth date.luckyzmomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04176703683321469118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931353.post-35512833973406399212007-07-19T22:40:00.000-04:002007-07-19T22:40:00.000-04:00Thanks, Freddie. If I don't speak some German to s...Thanks, Freddie. If I don't speak some German to someone soon, I will forget it all too. I wish there were a German movie theatre or something around here so I could at least listen to others speak German.<BR/><BR/>Lin: I was lucky as a child to be able to spend many hours listening to my parents speak of their days growing up in German communities in Poland and Siberia. Their stories taught me that although life can be brutally difficult at times, you can still live it honourably and responsibly. As a teenager, I'm sorry to say I didn't listen to them as much as I should have. I miss them and their wisdom and example.The Atavisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12529157597486952484noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931353.post-38435640233725831392007-07-19T22:12:00.000-04:002007-07-19T22:12:00.000-04:00I, too, still remember my parents on their birthda...I, too, still remember my parents on their birthdays and for similar reasons. It was only later in adult life that I realized where my ethics and dislike of hypocrisy had come from. I now wish that I had talked with them at much greater depth rather than just learn from quiet, osmotic example. I hope you had that opportunity.Linhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09100999113439449482noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931353.post-20490550935104141732007-07-19T12:24:00.000-04:002007-07-19T12:24:00.000-04:00My grandfather on my father's side was German but,...My grandfather on my father's side was German but, sadly, I haven't a clue what that poem says.<BR/><BR/>What a nice way to remember you mom.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931353.post-64658514181920788652007-07-18T19:42:00.000-04:002007-07-18T19:42:00.000-04:00"...because when the family starts talking in Germ..."...because when the family starts talking in German, they laugh at least twice as loud."<BR/><BR/>Sounds like you have a sense of humour too, Trooper. I rarely get a chance to speak German anymore, but would pick it up again in a flash if I had the opportunity. It has fewer words than English but is expressive in its own way.The Atavisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12529157597486952484noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6931353.post-62115766957257706192007-07-18T16:31:00.000-04:002007-07-18T16:31:00.000-04:00I'm not fluent, but can read much of the poem and ...I'm not fluent, but can read much of the poem and get a rough understanding. German has always seemed to me to be a much more expressive language. I know this because when the family starts talking in German, they laugh at least twice as loud.<BR/><BR/>Nice of you to remember your parents in these kinds of ways.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com