OH....sorry I also wanted to add Christine, your story of school in the lager sounds just like what I've heard from my mom and also about the division of Catholic and Lutheran. It was also difficult for my mom with this. Eve On Tue, Sep 5, 2017 at 3:25 PM, Eve <[email protected]> wrote: > Hi Christine (cousin), > > The plum kuchen I'm pretty sure it's pit side up (without the pit of > course). Mama made this often too and again for me it wasn't a favorite > because I didn't like the cooked plums. I recently found a recipe on > pinterest that uses a cake mix for the crust and used berries for the fruit > part - love it.....but I'm now hankering for the the prune plums and have > some at home so I just may have to try it with this recipe too. > > Eve > > On Mon, Sep 4, 2017 at 9:29 AM, Christine Spooner via > DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES <[email protected]> wrote: > >> This recent e-mail traffic brings back so many memories. I was born in a >> refugee camp in the Hotel Europa at the train station in Salzburg and then >> spent the next nine years of my life in the Sitzenheim Lager in Maxglan in >> Salzburg. School in Austria was no fun, but I didn't know anything else. >> When I arrived in school at age six, life in Austria had settled down a >> little after the war, but Austria was still very poor and full of >> refugees. The teachers did not like us refugees and made it pretty obvious. >> >> My school was an all-girls' elementary school from grades 1 to 4. I had >> the same teacher all four years. The ruler in the teacher's hand was >> always ready to strike my hand if the teacher thought I misbehaved, which >> was pretty often. (I never thought I misbehaved!) Often there were >> comments to me and some of the other refugee girls about "don't you wash >> your hands?" What the teachers didn't think about was that there was no >> running water in the barracks where we lived; my mother had to take pails >> over to the next barrack where there was one spigot with cold water for >> about three other barracks. The toilets were a large six-hole outhouse >> across the road that separated the rows of barracks. The school did have >> one regular flush toilet--the only one I had seen at that point. We had to >> ask permission to use the toilet and the teachers rationed out the toilet >> paper. >> >> In addition to the three RRR's, handcrafts were also taught. We made an >> embroidery stitch sampler in the first grade and later made a crocheted >> doily. Because of my "unwashed hands", my doily was made with brown yarn >> instead of the pretty white yarn some other students received. (The >> materials were provided by the school.) >> >> Salzburg is/was a very Catholic city and all the refugees from my >> mother's village, Kisker, were Lutheran. Religious education was included >> in the curriculum. The priest came six days a week for Catholic >> instruction, and Lutheran students were excused. I don't remember what we >> did with that time, but I think we had fun. The Lutheran teacher came >> twice a week. The Catholic students had no doubt that we Lutherans would >> never share heaven with them. On the other hand, on Fridays, if any meat >> was available, we could happily eat it while they could not. >> >> I did get an excellent education, especially in reading, and when I >> arrived in the US, learning English and reading were really easy. I was >> also ahead in handwriting and arithmetic. The treatment by American >> teachers was so different from my Austrian teacher--what a contrast--no >> more rulers hitting my hands. I started liking school in the US! >> >> On food--my mother made Zwetschgenknoedel just as Eve's mom did--dough >> wrapped around pitted prune plums, dropped in boiling water, and then >> browned with sweetened bread crumbs. She didn't make it very often because >> it was something of a bother to make and she was always working and tired >> after a full day at work. Her favorite thing to make with prune plums was >> Zwetschgenkuchen, a sweet yeast dough topped with sliced prune plums, >> dollops of sour cream and sprinkled with sugar. She made that pretty >> often, whenever prune plums were available, and we all enjoyed it. >> >> I would like to make this Zwetschgenkuchen sometime, and know how to >> prepare the yeast dough; however, I'm not too sure about the topping. Are >> the prune plums put on the dough skin side up or skin side down? How much >> sugar gets sprinkled over the top, and about how much sour cream is used? >> >> Chris Spooner >> >> >> >> On Saturday, September 2, 2017, 4:23:40 PM EDT, Franz via >> DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES <[email protected]> wrote: >> >> >> After the war, I went to school in the DP Camp in Groedig, Austria, >> about 12 Km from Salzburg. We had all ages in a one room classroom, and >> we started out using small chalkboards. Paper and pencils were not >> available until 1947, and by then, classes were divided into grades one >> through three in one group and four through five in the other. Boys and >> girls....all together. Our teacher was also a refugee, but lived in a >> local farmer's house (also did some farmwork to earn his food and >> lodging). In my second and third grade years, our teacher was strict, >> and used the 'paddle' when he deemed it necessary to maintain control. I >> was never paddled because the thought of a getting a paddling , and then >> my mother hearing about it, apart from the shame, it would only lead to >> another paddling from mom, kind of a two-for-one-deal. That did not >> appeal to me, so I behaved. :-) >> On the brighter side, we took many walking class trips into the >> surrounding areas, and that was a treat...just to get out of the room, >> out of that camp. Once we even visited the nearby German border where we >> learned about the 'roten Streich auf der Landkarte'. In class, our >> teacher often smoked Pall Mall cigarettes while teaching, and as a >> treat, he oftentimes read a Chapter of a Karl Mai American Western >> fiction book. Those readings were real treats....it brough dreams of >> foreign sights I never knew I'd see....little did I know that I'd wind >> up in America one day and see those badlands with my own eyes. When I >> was able to attend sixth grade (1951), I had to travel from Groedig to >> Salzburg on the train. The last traincar was reserved only for students >> because of the noise they made. The conductors never were friendly to us >> Lager-students, and it was my first introduction to being considered >> 'different'. Once, I forgot my student pass, so the conductor kicked me >> off the train and I had to walk 10 KM home...in a snowstorm. (He never >> checked for the pass on the trip to school) I never forgot that >> trainpass again..never! I saw similar discrimination in the Hauptschule >> in Austria, though a few of the teachers were empathetic. However, I was >> one of the few Auslaender (foreigners) in that school, and my heart >> always felt the pain of being considered 'second class'....not knowing >> why, other than I was not Austrian. It was somewhat subtle, a sideways >> look, a whispered comment, a mocking laugh at the meager lunch I >> brought, always being chosen last for recess play teams, my clothes >> were laughed at......quite a hurtful education that has stayed with >> me...till today, at age 77! >> On 9/2/2017 8:09 AM, Dennis Bauer via DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES wrote: >> > Cuz...ok to use this in our new club newsletter? Den >> > >> > Sent from AOL Mobile Mail >> > Get the new AOL app: mail.mobile.aol.com >> > >> > On Thursday, August 31, 2017 Rose Vetter via DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES < >> [email protected]> wrote: >> > I was born in Neusatz (Novi Sad) in the Batschka. I started school in >> 1942, I think it was in the fall, a time of war and political upheaval. In >> 1941 Hungary, as a member of the Axis powers, had reclaimed the larger part >> of the Batschka which they had lost to Yugoslavia after World War I. We >> were once again in Hungary without having moved! The official language and >> the bureaucracy became Hungarian, the street signs were changed to >> Hungarian, etc. I never forget my first days at school. Outfitted with a >> new schoolbag, a wood-framed slate, slate pencils and an abacus, I was >> quite excited about my new adventure. My mother walked me to school, and >> again on the second day. When the third day came around, I was expected to >> go alone, but I refused; I cried and insisted that Mom to come with me. >> When I couldn't be persuaded, my father gave me a spanking. That worked. >> From that day on, I promised myself I would behave, rather than risk >> getting a spanking again--and I didn't. As for corporal punishment by the >> teachers, that was accepted in those times. I remember that boys in >> particular bore the brunt of the teachers' anger by getting the end of the >> rod. Minor infractions were usually dealt with by a slap on the cheek. I >> remember getting slapped once and being so humiliated that I tried to hide >> the red streaks on my cheek from my parents. Those certainly were different >> times and we've come a long way. I grew up speaking three languages: German >> at home, and Serbian and Hungarian outside the home and at school. At that >> time the German Sütterlin or Fraktur script was still taught, but I had to >> switch to the Latin script once we got to Germany. Our lessons were mainly >> in Hungarian. I remember being able to sing the whole Hungarian anthem off >> by heart. When my mother, sister and I packed our bags for our flight in >> October 1944, I made sure I included my Hungarian schoolbook, which I kept >> for a long time. Unfortunately, once we were in Germany and I was no longer >> exposed to the Serbian and Hungarian languages, I forgot them in a short >> time, which I regret to this day. Unfortunately, my schooling was disrupted >> by the accelerating war conditions and bombing of the city, so I was not >> able to attend much school during grade 2. We lived only a block away from >> the Danube, right across the famous Peterwardein fortress, between the two >> main bridges which were the constant targets of Allied bombers. I will >> never forget being awakened by the air raid sirens in the middle of the >> night and rushing to a nearby air raid shelter. Some nights we didn't >> bother to get up, but the night our home was turned into a pile of rubble, >> we had been in the shelter, otherwise I would not be alive today. About a >> month later we boarded one of the last refugee trains to leave Neusatz. >> Rose On 29 August 2017 at 22:21, DVHH-L Administrator via >> DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES <[email protected]> wrote: > >> Forwarding to the mailing list. > Darlene > > ----------------------------------------------- >> > Darlene Dimitrie > DVHH-L Email List Administrator > > On 29 August 2017 >> at 15:42, Hans Kopp <[email protected]> wrote: > > > We were very >> unfortunately and had our schooling interrupted by three > > years in >> Gakowa > > A dead camp were the people were taken to die. I started >> Kindergarten at > > age 6 because in Yugoslavia children started the school >> at seven. Now we > > had two age groups in one class. The girl school was >> located in the nuns > > monastery wile the boys went to the boys school. We >> were more than 100 > boys > > in the school. The girls so what less and >> therefore it was necessary to > > take t he July ages of the boys to go >> with the girls to school. I found > > there was actually no corporal >> punishments by the nouns. > > When we were deported to Gakowa, several of >> the priest there attempted to > > hold school in the houses, but the was >> forbidden and stopped when several > > of the priests were taken out of the >> camp and some of them were killed > and > > became Mardirers > > When I >> came to Austria I had lost 3 years of school and had to go to > > school >> with children 3 years younger. Here in Austria we still had > corpora > > >> punishment, like putting someone over the knee or hitting on the hand > >> with > > the rulers or standind outside in front of the door. But we grew >> up to > > become successful citizen of Austria or the USA. I still visit my >> school > > friends in Austria. I even skied with in 2003. Since than >> several have > > passed away. Two years ago I did visit my friend I usually >> stay with to > > celebrate the 60 anniversary of the sports club there I >> was a founder and > > was honored with several items. I also learned the >> soccer team I > captioned > > is among the top team in the league and their >> youth teams have won > several > > championship in their respective >> leagues. > > > > > > Sent from my iPa > > > > > > > > > > > > > On Aug 28, >> 2017, at 11:12 AM, DVHH-L Administrator via > > DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES < >> [email protected]> wrote: > > > > > > Hello everyone, >> > > > > > > Conversation on the list has been kind of slow lately. Guess >> everyone > is > > > busy enjoying summer! > > > > > > Was just thinking >> about the kids going back to school and wondering > about > > > school back >> in the old country. My mom went to school from the ages of > > > 7-12, for >> five grades. She repeated grade 3 because she was very sick > > that > > > >> year and missed a lot of school. It was a one-room schoolhouse. She > > > >> really liked watching Little House on the Prairie. The school and life > > >> > reminded her of home. At some point it was divided into 2 rooms, for > > >> older > > > and younger kids. > > > Yes, there was someone who stuck her >> pigtails in the inkwell! They had > > > slates to do their work. One of her >> "friends" used to change her > answers > > > to incorrect ones so my mom >> would get in trouble. > > > My uncle has an incredible knowledge of >> European history. He told me > > that > > > because there was not a lot of >> books available they had to really learn > > and > > > remember what they >> had been told, which is why he still remembers all > > this. > > > > > > >> She learned Serbian, both in Latin and Cyrillic letters and German in > > >> both > > > Latin and Gothic. She also spoke a smattering of other languages >> > because > > > of going to two different markets each week to sell farm >> produce. She > > > really loved working at the markets. > > > She lived in >> Hrastovac in western Slavonia, a town of about 700-800 > > > residents. She >> always felt under-educated here in Canada because she > > only > > > went >> to 5 grades, but I think she was quite intelligent and knew as > much > > >> as > > > people who went through the whole elementary and secondary school >> > > systems. > > > Maybe not the calculus and trigonometry, but the >> languages, everyday > > > mathematics, history and geography and she >> certainly knew a lot of > > growing > > > crops and raising farm animals >> and how to fix just about anything. > Very > > > practical life skills! > > >> > > > > Would anyone like to share stories about school life, especially >> those > of > > > you who went to school there? When did school start? What >> months did > it > > > run? Did you get let out at certain times to help in >> the fields? What > > were > > > your teachers like? Where did they come >> from? How were things > different > > > in smaller towns and larger towns >> and cities. > > > > > > Feel free to share any other stories about >> childhood life during the > good > > > times. > > > > > > Darlene > > > > > >> > > > > ----------------------------------------------- > > > Darlene >> Dimitrie > > > DVHH-L Email List Administrator > > > > > > > > > >> ------------------------------- > > > To unsubscribe from the list, >> please send an email to > > [email protected] >> with the word 'unsubscribe' > > without the quotes in the subject and the >> body of the message > > > > > > > ------------------------------- > To >> unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > >> [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' >> > without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message > >> ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please >> send an email to [email protected] with the >> word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the >> message >> >> > >> > >> > ------------------------------- >> > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to >> [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' >> without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message >> >> >> >> >> >> ------------------------------- >> To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to >> [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' >> without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message >> >> >> ------------------------------- >> To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to >> [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' >> without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message > > > > > -- > Syrmia Regional Coordinator > http://www.dvhh.org/syrmia > -- Syrmia Regional Coordinator http://www.dvhh.org/syrmia

Hi Christine (cousin), The plum kuchen I'm pretty sure it's pit side up (without the pit of course). Mama made this often too and again for me it wasn't a favorite because I didn't like the cooked plums. I recently found a recipe on pinterest that uses a cake mix for the crust and used berries for the fruit part - love it.....but I'm now hankering for the the prune plums and have some at home so I just may have to try it with this recipe too. Eve On Mon, Sep 4, 2017 at 9:29 AM, Christine Spooner via DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES <[email protected]> wrote: > This recent e-mail traffic brings back so many memories. I was born in a > refugee camp in the Hotel Europa at the train station in Salzburg and then > spent the next nine years of my life in the Sitzenheim Lager in Maxglan in > Salzburg. School in Austria was no fun, but I didn't know anything else. > When I arrived in school at age six, life in Austria had settled down a > little after the war, but Austria was still very poor and full of > refugees. The teachers did not like us refugees and made it pretty obvious. > > My school was an all-girls' elementary school from grades 1 to 4. I had > the same teacher all four years. The ruler in the teacher's hand was > always ready to strike my hand if the teacher thought I misbehaved, which > was pretty often. (I never thought I misbehaved!) Often there were > comments to me and some of the other refugee girls about "don't you wash > your hands?" What the teachers didn't think about was that there was no > running water in the barracks where we lived; my mother had to take pails > over to the next barrack where there was one spigot with cold water for > about three other barracks. The toilets were a large six-hole outhouse > across the road that separated the rows of barracks. The school did have > one regular flush toilet--the only one I had seen at that point. We had to > ask permission to use the toilet and the teachers rationed out the toilet > paper. > > In addition to the three RRR's, handcrafts were also taught. We made an > embroidery stitch sampler in the first grade and later made a crocheted > doily. Because of my "unwashed hands", my doily was made with brown yarn > instead of the pretty white yarn some other students received. (The > materials were provided by the school.) > > Salzburg is/was a very Catholic city and all the refugees from my mother's > village, Kisker, were Lutheran. Religious education was included in the > curriculum. The priest came six days a week for Catholic instruction, and > Lutheran students were excused. I don't remember what we did with that > time, but I think we had fun. The Lutheran teacher came twice a week. The > Catholic students had no doubt that we Lutherans would never share heaven > with them. On the other hand, on Fridays, if any meat was available, we > could happily eat it while they could not. > > I did get an excellent education, especially in reading, and when I > arrived in the US, learning English and reading were really easy. I was > also ahead in handwriting and arithmetic. The treatment by American > teachers was so different from my Austrian teacher--what a contrast--no > more rulers hitting my hands. I started liking school in the US! > > On food--my mother made Zwetschgenknoedel just as Eve's mom did--dough > wrapped around pitted prune plums, dropped in boiling water, and then > browned with sweetened bread crumbs. She didn't make it very often because > it was something of a bother to make and she was always working and tired > after a full day at work. Her favorite thing to make with prune plums was > Zwetschgenkuchen, a sweet yeast dough topped with sliced prune plums, > dollops of sour cream and sprinkled with sugar. She made that pretty > often, whenever prune plums were available, and we all enjoyed it. > > I would like to make this Zwetschgenkuchen sometime, and know how to > prepare the yeast dough; however, I'm not too sure about the topping. Are > the prune plums put on the dough skin side up or skin side down? How much > sugar gets sprinkled over the top, and about how much sour cream is used? > > Chris Spooner > > > > On Saturday, September 2, 2017, 4:23:40 PM EDT, Franz via > DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES <[email protected]> wrote: > > > After the war, I went to school in the DP Camp in Groedig, Austria, > about 12 Km from Salzburg. We had all ages in a one room classroom, and > we started out using small chalkboards. Paper and pencils were not > available until 1947, and by then, classes were divided into grades one > through three in one group and four through five in the other. Boys and > girls....all together. Our teacher was also a refugee, but lived in a > local farmer's house (also did some farmwork to earn his food and > lodging). In my second and third grade years, our teacher was strict, > and used the 'paddle' when he deemed it necessary to maintain control. I > was never paddled because the thought of a getting a paddling , and then > my mother hearing about it, apart from the shame, it would only lead to > another paddling from mom, kind of a two-for-one-deal. That did not > appeal to me, so I behaved. :-) > On the brighter side, we took many walking class trips into the > surrounding areas, and that was a treat...just to get out of the room, > out of that camp. Once we even visited the nearby German border where we > learned about the 'roten Streich auf der Landkarte'. In class, our > teacher often smoked Pall Mall cigarettes while teaching, and as a > treat, he oftentimes read a Chapter of a Karl Mai American Western > fiction book. Those readings were real treats....it brough dreams of > foreign sights I never knew I'd see....little did I know that I'd wind > up in America one day and see those badlands with my own eyes. When I > was able to attend sixth grade (1951), I had to travel from Groedig to > Salzburg on the train. The last traincar was reserved only for students > because of the noise they made. The conductors never were friendly to us > Lager-students, and it was my first introduction to being considered > 'different'. Once, I forgot my student pass, so the conductor kicked me > off the train and I had to walk 10 KM home...in a snowstorm. (He never > checked for the pass on the trip to school) I never forgot that > trainpass again..never! I saw similar discrimination in the Hauptschule > in Austria, though a few of the teachers were empathetic. However, I was > one of the few Auslaender (foreigners) in that school, and my heart > always felt the pain of being considered 'second class'....not knowing > why, other than I was not Austrian. It was somewhat subtle, a sideways > look, a whispered comment, a mocking laugh at the meager lunch I > brought, always being chosen last for recess play teams, my clothes > were laughed at......quite a hurtful education that has stayed with > me...till today, at age 77! > On 9/2/2017 8:09 AM, Dennis Bauer via DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES wrote: > > Cuz...ok to use this in our new club newsletter? Den > > > > Sent from AOL Mobile Mail > > Get the new AOL app: mail.mobile.aol.com > > > > On Thursday, August 31, 2017 Rose Vetter via DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES < > [email protected]> wrote: > > I was born in Neusatz (Novi Sad) in the Batschka. I started school in > 1942, I think it was in the fall, a time of war and political upheaval. In > 1941 Hungary, as a member of the Axis powers, had reclaimed the larger part > of the Batschka which they had lost to Yugoslavia after World War I. We > were once again in Hungary without having moved! The official language and > the bureaucracy became Hungarian, the street signs were changed to > Hungarian, etc. I never forget my first days at school. Outfitted with a > new schoolbag, a wood-framed slate, slate pencils and an abacus, I was > quite excited about my new adventure. My mother walked me to school, and > again on the second day. When the third day came around, I was expected to > go alone, but I refused; I cried and insisted that Mom to come with me. > When I couldn't be persuaded, my father gave me a spanking. That worked. > From that day on, I promised myself I would behave, rather than risk > getting a spanking again--and I didn't. As for corporal punishment by the > teachers, that was accepted in those times. I remember that boys in > particular bore the brunt of the teachers' anger by getting the end of the > rod. Minor infractions were usually dealt with by a slap on the cheek. I > remember getting slapped once and being so humiliated that I tried to hide > the red streaks on my cheek from my parents. Those certainly were different > times and we've come a long way. I grew up speaking three languages: German > at home, and Serbian and Hungarian outside the home and at school. At that > time the German Sütterlin or Fraktur script was still taught, but I had to > switch to the Latin script once we got to Germany. Our lessons were mainly > in Hungarian. I remember being able to sing the whole Hungarian anthem off > by heart. When my mother, sister and I packed our bags for our flight in > October 1944, I made sure I included my Hungarian schoolbook, which I kept > for a long time. Unfortunately, once we were in Germany and I was no longer > exposed to the Serbian and Hungarian languages, I forgot them in a short > time, which I regret to this day. Unfortunately, my schooling was disrupted > by the accelerating war conditions and bombing of the city, so I was not > able to attend much school during grade 2. We lived only a block away from > the Danube, right across the famous Peterwardein fortress, between the two > main bridges which were the constant targets of Allied bombers. I will > never forget being awakened by the air raid sirens in the middle of the > night and rushing to a nearby air raid shelter. Some nights we didn't > bother to get up, but the night our home was turned into a pile of rubble, > we had been in the shelter, otherwise I would not be alive today. About a > month later we boarded one of the last refugee trains to leave Neusatz. > Rose On 29 August 2017 at 22:21, DVHH-L Administrator via > DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES <[email protected]> wrote: > > Forwarding to the mailing list. > Darlene > > ----------------------------------------------- > > Darlene Dimitrie > DVHH-L Email List Administrator > > On 29 August 2017 > at 15:42, Hans Kopp <[email protected]> wrote: > > > We were very > unfortunately and had our schooling interrupted by three > > years in > Gakowa > > A dead camp were the people were taken to die. I started > Kindergarten at > > age 6 because in Yugoslavia children started the school > at seven. Now we > > had two age groups in one class. The girl school was > located in the nuns > > monastery wile the boys went to the boys school. We > were more than 100 > boys > > in the school. The girls so what less and > therefore it was necessary to > > take t he July ages of the boys to go > with the girls to school. I found > > there was actually no corporal > punishments by the nouns. > > When we were deported to Gakowa, several of > the priest there attempted to > > hold school in the houses, but the was > forbidden and stopped when several > > of the priests were taken out of the > camp and some of them were killed > and > > became Mardirers > > When I > came to Austria I had lost 3 years of school and had to go to > > school > with children 3 years younger. Here in Austria we still had > corpora > > > punishment, like putting someone over the knee or hitting on the hand > > with > > the rulers or standind outside in front of the door. But we grew > up to > > become successful citizen of Austria or the USA. I still visit my > school > > friends in Austria. I even skied with in 2003. Since than > several have > > passed away. Two years ago I did visit my friend I usually > stay with to > > celebrate the 60 anniversary of the sports club there I > was a founder and > > was honored with several items. I also learned the > soccer team I > captioned > > is among the top team in the league and their > youth teams have won > several > > championship in their respective > leagues. > > > > > > Sent from my iPa > > > > > > > > > > > > > On Aug 28, > 2017, at 11:12 AM, DVHH-L Administrator via > > DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES < > [email protected]> wrote: > > > > > > Hello everyone, > > > > > > > Conversation on the list has been kind of slow lately. Guess > everyone > is > > > busy enjoying summer! > > > > > > Was just thinking > about the kids going back to school and wondering > about > > > school back > in the old country. My mom went to school from the ages of > > > 7-12, for > five grades. She repeated grade 3 because she was very sick > > that > > > > year and missed a lot of school. It was a one-room schoolhouse. She > > > > really liked watching Little House on the Prairie. The school and life > > > > reminded her of home. At some point it was divided into 2 rooms, for > > > older > > > and younger kids. > > > Yes, there was someone who stuck her > pigtails in the inkwell! They had > > > slates to do their work. One of her > "friends" used to change her > answers > > > to incorrect ones so my mom > would get in trouble. > > > My uncle has an incredible knowledge of > European history. He told me > > that > > > because there was not a lot of > books available they had to really learn > > and > > > remember what they > had been told, which is why he still remembers all > > this. > > > > > > > She learned Serbian, both in Latin and Cyrillic letters and German in > > > both > > > Latin and Gothic. She also spoke a smattering of other languages > > because > > > of going to two different markets each week to sell farm > produce. She > > > really loved working at the markets. > > > She lived in > Hrastovac in western Slavonia, a town of about 700-800 > > > residents. She > always felt under-educated here in Canada because she > > only > > > went > to 5 grades, but I think she was quite intelligent and knew as > much > > > as > > > people who went through the whole elementary and secondary school > > > systems. > > > Maybe not the calculus and trigonometry, but the > languages, everyday > > > mathematics, history and geography and she > certainly knew a lot of > > growing > > > crops and raising farm animals > and how to fix just about anything. > Very > > > practical life skills! > > > > > > > Would anyone like to share stories about school life, especially > those > of > > > you who went to school there? When did school start? What > months did > it > > > run? Did you get let out at certain times to help in > the fields? What > > were > > > your teachers like? Where did they come > from? How were things > different > > > in smaller towns and larger towns > and cities. > > > > > > Feel free to share any other stories about > childhood life during the > good > > > times. > > > > > > Darlene > > > > > > > > > > ----------------------------------------------- > > > Darlene > Dimitrie > > > DVHH-L Email List Administrator > > > > > > > > > > ------------------------------- > > > To unsubscribe from the list, > please send an email to > > [email protected] > with the word 'unsubscribe' > > without the quotes in the subject and the > body of the message > > > > > > > ------------------------------- > To > unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' > > without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message > > ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send > an email to [email protected] with the word > 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message > > > > > > > ------------------------------- > > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' > without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message > > > > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' > without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' > without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message -- Syrmia Regional Coordinator http://www.dvhh.org/syrmia

Guys, since you have an exact date of birth, try with FB (not Facebook ;) Hatzfeld, St. Hubert, Mastort, Heufeld .... I had few cases with whole bunch of Massongs, all coming from a.m. areas. Of course, they can be scattered across many more places around, but it does not hurt to check those FB. Hopefully, you will find something useful in USA sources. Good luck! By the way, for everyone that may be interested - I have met Sorin Fortiu yesterday in Timisoara. He is writing a series of articles for various historical magazines and he is preparing a book about the historical evolution of "banships"(banovina - after which Banat got its name) as I undestood :) Take care! Staša On Tue, Sep 5, 2017 at 4:47 AM, Linda Sohl <[email protected]> wrote: > For the Anna Massong mentioned below who died on April 1, 1964, the > Minnesota Death Index (1908-2002) available through Ancestry.com gives the > following personal information: > > Name: Anna Massong > Birth Date: 12 Aug 1886 > Death Date: 29 Apr 1964 > Death County: Ramsey > Mother's Maiden Name: Exner > State File Number: 029813 > Certificate Number: 029813 > Certificate Year:1964 > Record Number: 1567608 > > Source Information > Ancestry.com. Minnesota, Death Index, 1908-2002 [database on-line]. Provo, > UT, USA: Ancestry.com Operations Inc, 2001. > Original data: State of Minnesota. Minnesota Death Index, 1908-2002. > Minneapolis, MN, USA: Minnesota Department of Health. > > > > There is also information about her naturalization: > > Name: Anna Massong > Birth Date: 12 Aug 1886 > Country of Origin: Yugoslavia > Naturalization Date: 20 Feb 1957 > Naturalization Location: St. Paul, Minnesota > Registration Number: 8139444 > > Source Information > Ancestry.com. U.S., Index to Alien Case Files at the National Archives at > Kansas City, 1944-2003 [database on-line]. Provo, UT, USA: Ancestry.com > Operations, Inc., 2013. > Original data: Index to Alien Case Files at the National Archives at > Kansas City, compiled ca. 1975–2012, documenting the period 1944– 2003. > Data file. Records of the U.S. Citizenship and Immigration Service > (USCIS)., Record Group 566. National Archives and Records Administration, > Washington, D.C. > > > Unfortunately there are no digital images of original documents available. > > > Cheers, > Linda > > > > On Sep 4, 2017, at 6:34 PM, Monika via DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES < > [email protected]> wrote: > > > Sometimes you can find information just googling the name. Here are > obits for two Anna Massongs. I'm very rushed right now so I didn't have > time to do a trial subscription to open the first obit which is probably > your oma but the second was born in Yugoslavia so there may be some > relation. > > > > https://newspaperarchive.com/obituarysearchresult?&page=1& > resultperpage=10&firstname=anna&lastname=massong&location=minnesota/ > > > > Premium Content > > > > Start a 7 Day Trial > > Anna MassongViewSaveTag > > Died on: Apr 01,1964 > > People Listed in This Obit: Anna Massong > > Record Location: Minnesota > > > > http://leamington.reidfuneralhome.ca/tribute/details/2414/Anna-Massong/ > obituary.html > > > > Obituary of Anna Massong > > > > Massong: Anna > > > > A resident of Leamington, Anna Massong passed away on Wednesday, January > 13, 2016 at the Sun Parlor Home for Senior Citizens at the age of 87. She > was born in Yugoslavia and was the daughter of the late Peter and Elizabeth > Massong. Dear sister of Michael Massong and his late wife Olga. Anna will > also be dearly missed her nieces and nephews- David Wehby and his late wife > Barbara, Bob and Helen DeMaeyer, Susan Massong, Debbie Massong and Richard > Schiefer- and her great nieces and nephews-Michael Whittal , Ashley Whittal > and Jarod Schiefer, David Wehby and Lisa Wehby. Predeceased by her nephew > Michael Massong. Family gathered at St. Joseph's Church, 310 Sherk St. on > Friday, January 15, 2016 at 10:30 a.m. until the Mass of the Resurrection > at 11:00 a.m. Interment followed at Erie Memorial Cemetery, Leamington. > Memorial donations to the Leamington District Memorial Hospital > Foundation-Hospice would be appreciated by the family. Friends may send > condolences or make a charitable contribution at www.reidfuneralhome.ca > Arrangements entrusted to the Reid Funeral Home and Reception Centre, 14 > Russell Street, Leamington (519 326-2631). > > > > > > > > -----Original Message----- From: Fran Matkovich via > DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES > > Sent: Monday, September 04, 2017 1:59 PM > > To: 'Glenn Schwartz' ; 'Banat email list' ; 'DVHH' ; > [email protected] > > Subject: Re: [DVHH] [BANAT-L] Anna Massong > > > > The following Anna Massong are from Familysearch.org , a free website. > > > > https://www.familysearch.org/search/record/results?count= > 20&query=%2Bgivenname%3AAnna~%20%2Bsurname%3AMassong~ > > > > Fran Matkovich > > > > -----Original Message----- > > From: BANAT [mailto:[email protected]] On > Behalf Of Glenn Schwartz > > Sent: Monday, September 4, 2017 2:21 PM > > To: Banat email list <[email protected]>; DVHH <[email protected] > rootsweb.com>; [email protected] > > Subject: [BANAT-L] Anna Massong > > > > Matthias Dell, a contact of mine from Germany, is seeking help tracking > down Anna Massong (born Mayer) who immigrated to Minnesota after WWII. > > His original German message and a Google translation are below. His > email address is included above. > > > > Meine Uroma Anna Massong ist nach dem Krieg in die USA ausgewandert. > > Sie hat dort in Minnesota gewohnt und ist dort auch gestorben. > > An wen kann man sich wenden um an Melde oder Sterbedaten zu kommen? > > > > My Uroma Anna Massong emigrated to the USA after the war. > > She lived there in Minnesota and died there. > > Who can you turn to for registration or stereotypes? > > > > -- > > Glenn Schwartz > > > > President, Zichydorf Village Association (http://zichydorfonline.org) > > Searching: Schwartz, Kleckner, Schönherr in Zichydorf, Banat; Schüssler, > Millecker, Lenhardt in Kudritz, Banat; Schwartz, Kory, Pierson/Person in > Morawitza, Banat; Kalupsky/Chalupsky in Blumenthal, Banat; Bardua, Kandel, > Heuchert in Kolomea, Galicia; Kuntz, Holzer, Kraft, Wolfe, Folk (Volk) in > Kutschurgan, Russia; Macht in Volga, Russia. > > Email: [email protected] > > > > > > ------------------------------- > > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes > in the subject and the body of the message > > > > > > > > > > ------------------------------- > > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' > without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message > > > > > > ------------------------------- > > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' > without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes > in the subject and the body of the message > -- *Stasa Cvetkovic* *http://www.synergia.rs/ <http://www.synergia.rs/>* *Tel/fax: +381 21 553 265* *Mobile: +381 62 598 517* *Novi Sad, Serbia* *Visit our webpage <http://www.synergia.rs/>*

For the Anna Massong mentioned below who died on April 1, 1964, the Minnesota Death Index (1908-2002) available through Ancestry.com gives the following personal information: Name: Anna Massong Birth Date: 12 Aug 1886 Death Date: 29 Apr 1964 Death County: Ramsey Mother's Maiden Name: Exner State File Number: 029813 Certificate Number: 029813 Certificate Year:1964 Record Number: 1567608 Source Information Ancestry.com. Minnesota, Death Index, 1908-2002 [database on-line]. Provo, UT, USA: Ancestry.com Operations Inc, 2001. Original data: State of Minnesota. Minnesota Death Index, 1908-2002. Minneapolis, MN, USA: Minnesota Department of Health. There is also information about her naturalization: Name: Anna Massong Birth Date: 12 Aug 1886 Country of Origin: Yugoslavia Naturalization Date: 20 Feb 1957 Naturalization Location: St. Paul, Minnesota Registration Number: 8139444 Source Information Ancestry.com. U.S., Index to Alien Case Files at the National Archives at Kansas City, 1944-2003 [database on-line]. Provo, UT, USA: Ancestry.com Operations, Inc., 2013. Original data: Index to Alien Case Files at the National Archives at Kansas City, compiled ca. 1975–2012, documenting the period 1944– 2003. Data file. Records of the U.S. Citizenship and Immigration Service (USCIS)., Record Group 566. National Archives and Records Administration, Washington, D.C. Unfortunately there are no digital images of original documents available. Cheers, Linda On Sep 4, 2017, at 6:34 PM, Monika via DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES <[email protected]> wrote: > Sometimes you can find information just googling the name. Here are obits for two Anna Massongs. I'm very rushed right now so I didn't have time to do a trial subscription to open the first obit which is probably your oma but the second was born in Yugoslavia so there may be some relation. > > https://newspaperarchive.com/obituarysearchresult?&page=1&resultperpage=10&firstname=anna&lastname=massong&location=minnesota/ > > Premium Content > > Start a 7 Day Trial > Anna MassongViewSaveTag > Died on: Apr 01,1964 > People Listed in This Obit: Anna Massong > Record Location: Minnesota > > http://leamington.reidfuneralhome.ca/tribute/details/2414/Anna-Massong/obituary.html > > Obituary of Anna Massong > > Massong: Anna > > A resident of Leamington, Anna Massong passed away on Wednesday, January 13, 2016 at the Sun Parlor Home for Senior Citizens at the age of 87. She was born in Yugoslavia and was the daughter of the late Peter and Elizabeth Massong. Dear sister of Michael Massong and his late wife Olga. Anna will also be dearly missed her nieces and nephews- David Wehby and his late wife Barbara, Bob and Helen DeMaeyer, Susan Massong, Debbie Massong and Richard Schiefer- and her great nieces and nephews-Michael Whittal , Ashley Whittal and Jarod Schiefer, David Wehby and Lisa Wehby. Predeceased by her nephew Michael Massong. Family gathered at St. Joseph's Church, 310 Sherk St. on Friday, January 15, 2016 at 10:30 a.m. until the Mass of the Resurrection at 11:00 a.m. Interment followed at Erie Memorial Cemetery, Leamington. Memorial donations to the Leamington District Memorial Hospital Foundation-Hospice would be appreciated by the family. Friends may send condolences or make a charitable contribution at www.reidfuneralhome.ca Arrangements entrusted to the Reid Funeral Home and Reception Centre, 14 Russell Street, Leamington (519 326-2631). > > > > -----Original Message----- From: Fran Matkovich via DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES > Sent: Monday, September 04, 2017 1:59 PM > To: 'Glenn Schwartz' ; 'Banat email list' ; 'DVHH' ; [email protected] > Subject: Re: [DVHH] [BANAT-L] Anna Massong > > The following Anna Massong are from Familysearch.org , a free website. > > https://www.familysearch.org/search/record/results?count=20&query=%2Bgivenname%3AAnna~%20%2Bsurname%3AMassong~ > > Fran Matkovich > > -----Original Message----- > From: BANAT [mailto:[email protected]] On Behalf Of Glenn Schwartz > Sent: Monday, September 4, 2017 2:21 PM > To: Banat email list <[email protected]>; DVHH <[email protected]>; [email protected] > Subject: [BANAT-L] Anna Massong > > Matthias Dell, a contact of mine from Germany, is seeking help tracking down Anna Massong (born Mayer) who immigrated to Minnesota after WWII. > His original German message and a Google translation are below. His email address is included above. > > Meine Uroma Anna Massong ist nach dem Krieg in die USA ausgewandert. > Sie hat dort in Minnesota gewohnt und ist dort auch gestorben. > An wen kann man sich wenden um an Melde oder Sterbedaten zu kommen? > > My Uroma Anna Massong emigrated to the USA after the war. > She lived there in Minnesota and died there. > Who can you turn to for registration or stereotypes? > > -- > Glenn Schwartz > > President, Zichydorf Village Association (http://zichydorfonline.org) > Searching: Schwartz, Kleckner, Schönherr in Zichydorf, Banat; Schüssler, Millecker, Lenhardt in Kudritz, Banat; Schwartz, Kory, Pierson/Person in Morawitza, Banat; Kalupsky/Chalupsky in Blumenthal, Banat; Bardua, Kandel, Heuchert in Kolomea, Galicia; Kuntz, Holzer, Kraft, Wolfe, Folk (Volk) in Kutschurgan, Russia; Macht in Volga, Russia. > Email: [email protected] > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message > > > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

Anna Massong d. May 1964 Age 77 lived 1910 Sargent Ave The Minneapolis Star Minneapolis, Minnesota Friday, May 8, 1964 From: Glenn Schwartz <[email protected]> To: Banat email list <[email protected]>; DVHH <[email protected]>; [email protected] Sent: Monday, September 4, 2017 2:21 PM Subject: [BANAT-L] Anna Massong Matthias Dell, a contact of mine from Germany, is seeking help tracking down Anna Massong (born Mayer) who immigrated to Minnesota after WWII. His original German message and a Google translation are below. His email address is included above. Meine Uroma Anna Massong ist nach dem Krieg in die USA ausgewandert. Sie hat dort in Minnesota gewohnt und ist dort auch gestorben. An wen kann man sich wenden um an Melde oder Sterbedaten zu kommen? My Uroma Anna Massong emigrated to the USA after the war. She lived there in Minnesota and died there. Who can you turn to for registration or stereotypes? -- Glenn Schwartz President, Zichydorf Village Association (http://zichydorfonline.org) Searching: Schwartz, Kleckner, Schönherr in Zichydorf, Banat; Schüssler, Millecker, Lenhardt in Kudritz, Banat; Schwartz, Kory, Pierson/Person in Morawitza, Banat; Kalupsky/Chalupsky in Blumenthal, Banat; Bardua, Kandel, Heuchert in Kolomea, Galicia; Kuntz, Holzer, Kraft, Wolfe, Folk (Volk) in Kutschurgan, Russia; Macht in Volga, Russia. Email: [email protected] ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

Sometimes you can find information just googling the name. Here are obits for two Anna Massongs. I'm very rushed right now so I didn't have time to do a trial subscription to open the first obit which is probably your oma but the second was born in Yugoslavia so there may be some relation. https://newspaperarchive.com/obituarysearchresult?&page=1&resultperpage=10&firstname=anna&lastname=massong&location=minnesota/ Premium Content Start a 7 Day Trial Anna MassongViewSaveTag Died on: Apr 01,1964 People Listed in This Obit: Anna Massong Record Location: Minnesota http://leamington.reidfuneralhome.ca/tribute/details/2414/Anna-Massong/obituary.html Obituary of Anna Massong Massong: Anna A resident of Leamington, Anna Massong passed away on Wednesday, January 13, 2016 at the Sun Parlor Home for Senior Citizens at the age of 87. She was born in Yugoslavia and was the daughter of the late Peter and Elizabeth Massong. Dear sister of Michael Massong and his late wife Olga. Anna will also be dearly missed her nieces and nephews- David Wehby and his late wife Barbara, Bob and Helen DeMaeyer, Susan Massong, Debbie Massong and Richard Schiefer- and her great nieces and nephews-Michael Whittal , Ashley Whittal and Jarod Schiefer, David Wehby and Lisa Wehby. Predeceased by her nephew Michael Massong. Family gathered at St. Joseph's Church, 310 Sherk St. on Friday, January 15, 2016 at 10:30 a.m. until the Mass of the Resurrection at 11:00 a.m. Interment followed at Erie Memorial Cemetery, Leamington. Memorial donations to the Leamington District Memorial Hospital Foundation-Hospice would be appreciated by the family. Friends may send condolences or make a charitable contribution at www.reidfuneralhome.ca Arrangements entrusted to the Reid Funeral Home and Reception Centre, 14 Russell Street, Leamington (519 326-2631). -----Original Message----- From: Fran Matkovich via DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES Sent: Monday, September 04, 2017 1:59 PM To: 'Glenn Schwartz' ; 'Banat email list' ; 'DVHH' ; [email protected] Subject: Re: [DVHH] [BANAT-L] Anna Massong The following Anna Massong are from Familysearch.org , a free website. https://www.familysearch.org/search/record/results?count=20&query=%2Bgivenname%3AAnna~%20%2Bsurname%3AMassong~ Fran Matkovich -----Original Message----- From: BANAT [mailto:[email protected]] On Behalf Of Glenn Schwartz Sent: Monday, September 4, 2017 2:21 PM To: Banat email list <[email protected]>; DVHH <[email protected]>; [email protected] Subject: [BANAT-L] Anna Massong Matthias Dell, a contact of mine from Germany, is seeking help tracking down Anna Massong (born Mayer) who immigrated to Minnesota after WWII. His original German message and a Google translation are below. His email address is included above. Meine Uroma Anna Massong ist nach dem Krieg in die USA ausgewandert. Sie hat dort in Minnesota gewohnt und ist dort auch gestorben. An wen kann man sich wenden um an Melde oder Sterbedaten zu kommen? My Uroma Anna Massong emigrated to the USA after the war. She lived there in Minnesota and died there. Who can you turn to for registration or stereotypes? -- Glenn Schwartz President, Zichydorf Village Association (http://zichydorfonline.org) Searching: Schwartz, Kleckner, Schönherr in Zichydorf, Banat; Schüssler, Millecker, Lenhardt in Kudritz, Banat; Schwartz, Kory, Pierson/Person in Morawitza, Banat; Kalupsky/Chalupsky in Blumenthal, Banat; Bardua, Kandel, Heuchert in Kolomea, Galicia; Kuntz, Holzer, Kraft, Wolfe, Folk (Volk) in Kutschurgan, Russia; Macht in Volga, Russia. Email: [email protected] ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

The following Anna Massong are from Familysearch.org , a free website. https://www.familysearch.org/search/record/results?count=20&query=%2Bgivenname%3AAnna~%20%2Bsurname%3AMassong~ Fran Matkovich -----Original Message----- From: BANAT [mailto:[email protected]] On Behalf Of Glenn Schwartz Sent: Monday, September 4, 2017 2:21 PM To: Banat email list <[email protected]>; DVHH <[email protected]>; [email protected] Subject: [BANAT-L] Anna Massong Matthias Dell, a contact of mine from Germany, is seeking help tracking down Anna Massong (born Mayer) who immigrated to Minnesota after WWII. His original German message and a Google translation are below. His email address is included above. Meine Uroma Anna Massong ist nach dem Krieg in die USA ausgewandert. Sie hat dort in Minnesota gewohnt und ist dort auch gestorben. An wen kann man sich wenden um an Melde oder Sterbedaten zu kommen? My Uroma Anna Massong emigrated to the USA after the war. She lived there in Minnesota and died there. Who can you turn to for registration or stereotypes? -- Glenn Schwartz President, Zichydorf Village Association (http://zichydorfonline.org) Searching: Schwartz, Kleckner, Schönherr in Zichydorf, Banat; Schüssler, Millecker, Lenhardt in Kudritz, Banat; Schwartz, Kory, Pierson/Person in Morawitza, Banat; Kalupsky/Chalupsky in Blumenthal, Banat; Bardua, Kandel, Heuchert in Kolomea, Galicia; Kuntz, Holzer, Kraft, Wolfe, Folk (Volk) in Kutschurgan, Russia; Macht in Volga, Russia. Email: [email protected] ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

According to Minnesota Historical Society death index at www.mnhs.org, Anna Massong died 29 April 1964 in Ramsey County, Minnesota. Related surname on the death index is Exner. I did not find her memorial in MN on Findagrave.com. I don't understand German or the last line about registration or stereotypes (probably a Google-ism). Vicki Albu -----Original Message----- From: BANAT [mailto:[email protected]] On Behalf Of Glenn Schwartz Sent: Monday, September 4, 2017 1:21 PM To: Banat email list <[email protected]>; DVHH <[email protected]>; [email protected] Subject: [BANAT-L] Anna Massong Matthias Dell, a contact of mine from Germany, is seeking help tracking down Anna Massong (born Mayer) who immigrated to Minnesota after WWII. His original German message and a Google translation are below. His email address is included above. Meine Uroma Anna Massong ist nach dem Krieg in die USA ausgewandert. Sie hat dort in Minnesota gewohnt und ist dort auch gestorben. An wen kann man sich wenden um an Melde oder Sterbedaten zu kommen? My Uroma Anna Massong emigrated to the USA after the war. She lived there in Minnesota and died there. Who can you turn to for registration or stereotypes? -- Glenn Schwartz President, Zichydorf Village Association (http://zichydorfonline.org) Searching: Schwartz, Kleckner, Schönherr in Zichydorf, Banat; Schüssler, Millecker, Lenhardt in Kudritz, Banat; Schwartz, Kory, Pierson/Person in Morawitza, Banat; Kalupsky/Chalupsky in Blumenthal, Banat; Bardua, Kandel, Heuchert in Kolomea, Galicia; Kuntz, Holzer, Kraft, Wolfe, Folk (Volk) in Kutschurgan, Russia; Macht in Volga, Russia. Email: [email protected] ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

Matthias Dell, a contact of mine from Germany, is seeking help tracking down Anna Massong (born Mayer) who immigrated to Minnesota after WWII. His original German message and a Google translation are below. His email address is included above. Meine Uroma Anna Massong ist nach dem Krieg in die USA ausgewandert. Sie hat dort in Minnesota gewohnt und ist dort auch gestorben. An wen kann man sich wenden um an Melde oder Sterbedaten zu kommen? My Uroma Anna Massong emigrated to the USA after the war. She lived there in Minnesota and died there. Who can you turn to for registration or stereotypes? -- Glenn Schwartz President, Zichydorf Village Association (http://zichydorfonline.org) Searching: Schwartz, Kleckner, Schönherr in Zichydorf, Banat; Schüssler, Millecker, Lenhardt in Kudritz, Banat; Schwartz, Kory, Pierson/Person in Morawitza, Banat; Kalupsky/Chalupsky in Blumenthal, Banat; Bardua, Kandel, Heuchert in Kolomea, Galicia; Kuntz, Holzer, Kraft, Wolfe, Folk (Volk) in Kutschurgan, Russia; Macht in Volga, Russia. Email: [email protected]

This recent e-mail traffic brings back so many memories. I was born in a refugee camp in the Hotel Europa at the train station in Salzburg and then spent the next nine years of my life in the Sitzenheim Lager in Maxglan in Salzburg. School in Austria was no fun, but I didn't know anything else. When I arrived in school at age six, life in Austria had settled down a little after the war, but Austria was still very poor and full of refugees. The teachers did not like us refugees and made it pretty obvious. My school was an all-girls' elementary school from grades 1 to 4. I had the same teacher all four years. The ruler in the teacher's hand was always ready to strike my hand if the teacher thought I misbehaved, which was pretty often. (I never thought I misbehaved!) Often there were comments to me and some of the other refugee girls about "don't you wash your hands?" What the teachers didn't think about was that there was no running water in the barracks where we lived; my mother had to take pails over to the next barrack where there was one spigot with cold water for about three other barracks. The toilets were a large six-hole outhouse across the road that separated the rows of barracks. The school did have one regular flush toilet--the only one I had seen at that point. We had to ask permission to use the toilet and the teachers rationed out the toilet paper. In addition to the three RRR's, handcrafts were also taught. We made an embroidery stitch sampler in the first grade and later made a crocheted doily. Because of my "unwashed hands", my doily was made with brown yarn instead of the pretty white yarn some other students received. (The materials were provided by the school.) Salzburg is/was a very Catholic city and all the refugees from my mother's village, Kisker, were Lutheran. Religious education was included in the curriculum. The priest came six days a week for Catholic instruction, and Lutheran students were excused. I don't remember what we did with that time, but I think we had fun. The Lutheran teacher came twice a week. The Catholic students had no doubt that we Lutherans would never share heaven with them. On the other hand, on Fridays, if any meat was available, we could happily eat it while they could not. I did get an excellent education, especially in reading, and when I arrived in the US, learning English and reading were really easy. I was also ahead in handwriting and arithmetic. The treatment by American teachers was so different from my Austrian teacher--what a contrast--no more rulers hitting my hands. I started liking school in the US! On food--my mother made Zwetschgenknoedel just as Eve's mom did--dough wrapped around pitted prune plums, dropped in boiling water, and then browned with sweetened bread crumbs. She didn't make it very often because it was something of a bother to make and she was always working and tired after a full day at work. Her favorite thing to make with prune plums was Zwetschgenkuchen, a sweet yeast dough topped with sliced prune plums, dollops of sour cream and sprinkled with sugar. She made that pretty often, whenever prune plums were available, and we all enjoyed it. I would like to make this Zwetschgenkuchen sometime, and know how to prepare the yeast dough; however, I'm not too sure about the topping. Are the prune plums put on the dough skin side up or skin side down? How much sugar gets sprinkled over the top, and about how much sour cream is used? Chris Spooner On Saturday, September 2, 2017, 4:23:40 PM EDT, Franz via DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES <[email protected]> wrote: After the war, I went to school in the DP Camp in Groedig, Austria, about 12 Km from Salzburg. We had all ages in a one room classroom, and we started out using small chalkboards. Paper and pencils were not available until 1947, and by then, classes were divided into grades one through three in one group and four through five in the other. Boys and girls....all together. Our teacher was also a refugee, but lived in a local farmer's house (also did some farmwork to earn his food and lodging). In my second and third grade years, our teacher was strict, and used the 'paddle' when he deemed it necessary to maintain control. I was never paddled because the thought of a getting a paddling , and then my mother hearing about it, apart from the shame, it would only lead to another paddling from mom, kind of a two-for-one-deal. That did not appeal to me, so I behaved. :-) On the brighter side, we took many walking class trips into the surrounding areas, and that was a treat...just to get out of the room, out of that camp. Once we even visited the nearby German border where we learned about the 'roten Streich auf der Landkarte'. In class, our teacher often smoked Pall Mall cigarettes while teaching, and as a treat, he oftentimes read a Chapter of a Karl Mai American Western fiction book. Those readings were real treats....it brough dreams of foreign sights I never knew I'd see....little did I know that I'd wind up in America one day and see those badlands with my own eyes. When I was able to attend sixth grade (1951), I had to travel from Groedig to Salzburg on the train. The last traincar was reserved only for students because of the noise they made. The conductors never were friendly to us Lager-students, and it was my first introduction to being considered 'different'. Once, I forgot my student pass, so the conductor kicked me off the train and I had to walk 10 KM home...in a snowstorm. (He never checked for the pass on the trip to school) I never forgot that trainpass again..never! I saw similar discrimination in the Hauptschule in Austria, though a few of the teachers were empathetic. However, I was one of the few Auslaender (foreigners) in that school, and my heart always felt the pain of being considered 'second class'....not knowing why, other than I was not Austrian. It was somewhat subtle, a sideways look, a whispered comment, a mocking laugh at the meager lunch I brought, always being chosen last for recess play teams, my clothes were laughed at......quite a hurtful education that has stayed with me...till today, at age 77! On 9/2/2017 8:09 AM, Dennis Bauer via DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES wrote: > Cuz...ok to use this in our new club newsletter? Den > > Sent from AOL Mobile Mail > Get the new AOL app: mail.mobile.aol.com > > On Thursday, August 31, 2017 Rose Vetter via DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES <[email protected]> wrote: > I was born in Neusatz (Novi Sad) in the Batschka. I started school in 1942, I think it was in the fall, a time of war and political upheaval. In 1941 Hungary, as a member of the Axis powers, had reclaimed the larger part of the Batschka which they had lost to Yugoslavia after World War I. We were once again in Hungary without having moved! The official language and the bureaucracy became Hungarian, the street signs were changed to Hungarian, etc. I never forget my first days at school. Outfitted with a new schoolbag, a wood-framed slate, slate pencils and an abacus, I was quite excited about my new adventure. My mother walked me to school, and again on the second day. When the third day came around, I was expected to go alone, but I refused; I cried and insisted that Mom to come with me. When I couldn't be persuaded, my father gave me a spanking. That worked. From that day on, I promised myself I would behave, rather than risk getting a spanking again--and I didn't. As for corporal punishment by the teachers, that was accepted in those times. I remember that boys in particular bore the brunt of the teachers' anger by getting the end of the rod. Minor infractions were usually dealt with by a slap on the cheek. I remember getting slapped once and being so humiliated that I tried to hide the red streaks on my cheek from my parents. Those certainly were different times and we've come a long way. I grew up speaking three languages: German at home, and Serbian and Hungarian outside the home and at school. At that time the German Sütterlin or Fraktur script was still taught, but I had to switch to the Latin script once we got to Germany. Our lessons were mainly in Hungarian. I remember being able to sing the whole Hungarian anthem off by heart. When my mother, sister and I packed our bags for our flight in October 1944, I made sure I included my Hungarian schoolbook, which I kept for a long time. Unfortunately, once we were in Germany and I was no longer exposed to the Serbian and Hungarian languages, I forgot them in a short time, which I regret to this day. Unfortunately, my schooling was disrupted by the accelerating war conditions and bombing of the city, so I was not able to attend much school during grade 2. We lived only a block away from the Danube, right across the famous Peterwardein fortress, between the two main bridges which were the constant targets of Allied bombers. I will never forget being awakened by the air raid sirens in the middle of the night and rushing to a nearby air raid shelter. Some nights we didn't bother to get up, but the night our home was turned into a pile of rubble, we had been in the shelter, otherwise I would not be alive today. About a month later we boarded one of the last refugee trains to leave Neusatz. Rose On 29 August 2017 at 22:21, DVHH-L Administrator via DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES <[email protected]> wrote: > Forwarding to the mailing list. > Darlene > > ----------------------------------------------- > Darlene Dimitrie > DVHH-L Email List Administrator > > On 29 August 2017 at 15:42, Hans Kopp <[email protected]> wrote: > > > We were very unfortunately and had our schooling interrupted by three > > years in Gakowa > > A dead camp were the people were taken to die. I started Kindergarten at > > age 6 because in Yugoslavia children started the school at seven. Now we > > had two age groups in one class. The girl school was located in the nuns > > monastery wile the boys went to the boys school. We were more than 100 > boys > > in the school. The girls so what less and therefore it was necessary to > > take t he July ages of the boys to go with the girls to school. I found > > there was actually no corporal punishments by the nouns. > > When we were deported to Gakowa, several of the priest there attempted to > > hold school in the houses, but the was forbidden and stopped when several > > of the priests were taken out of the camp and some of them were killed > and > > became Mardirers > > When I came to Austria I had lost 3 years of school and had to go to > > school with children 3 years younger. Here in Austria we still had > corpora > > punishment, like putting someone over the knee or hitting on the hand > with > > the rulers or standind outside in front of the door. But we grew up to > > become successful citizen of Austria or the USA. I still visit my school > > friends in Austria. I even skied with in 2003. Since than several have > > passed away. Two years ago I did visit my friend I usually stay with to > > celebrate the 60 anniversary of the sports club there I was a founder and > > was honored with several items. I also learned the soccer team I > captioned > > is among the top team in the league and their youth teams have won > several > > championship in their respective leagues. > > > > > > Sent from my iPa > > > > > > > > > > > > > On Aug 28, 2017, at 11:12 AM, DVHH-L Administrator via > > DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES <[email protected]> wrote: > > > > > > Hello everyone, > > > > > > Conversation on the list has been kind of slow lately. Guess everyone > is > > > busy enjoying summer! > > > > > > Was just thinking about the kids going back to school and wondering > about > > > school back in the old country. My mom went to school from the ages of > > > 7-12, for five grades. She repeated grade 3 because she was very sick > > that > > > year and missed a lot of school. It was a one-room schoolhouse. She > > > really liked watching Little House on the Prairie. The school and life > > > reminded her of home. At some point it was divided into 2 rooms, for > > older > > > and younger kids. > > > Yes, there was someone who stuck her pigtails in the inkwell! They had > > > slates to do their work. One of her "friends" used to change her > answers > > > to incorrect ones so my mom would get in trouble. > > > My uncle has an incredible knowledge of European history. He told me > > that > > > because there was not a lot of books available they had to really learn > > and > > > remember what they had been told, which is why he still remembers all > > this. > > > > > > She learned Serbian, both in Latin and Cyrillic letters and German in > > both > > > Latin and Gothic. She also spoke a smattering of other languages > because > > > of going to two different markets each week to sell farm produce. She > > > really loved working at the markets. > > > She lived in Hrastovac in western Slavonia, a town of about 700-800 > > > residents. She always felt under-educated here in Canada because she > > only > > > went to 5 grades, but I think she was quite intelligent and knew as > much > > as > > > people who went through the whole elementary and secondary school > > systems. > > > Maybe not the calculus and trigonometry, but the languages, everyday > > > mathematics, history and geography and she certainly knew a lot of > > growing > > > crops and raising farm animals and how to fix just about anything. > Very > > > practical life skills! > > > > > > Would anyone like to share stories about school life, especially those > of > > > you who went to school there? When did school start? What months did > it > > > run? Did you get let out at certain times to help in the fields? What > > were > > > your teachers like? Where did they come from? How were things > different > > > in smaller towns and larger towns and cities. > > > > > > Feel free to share any other stories about childhood life during the > good > > > times. > > > > > > Darlene > > > > > > > > > ----------------------------------------------- > > > Darlene Dimitrie > > > DVHH-L Email List Administrator > > > > > > > > > ------------------------------- > > > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' > > without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message > > > > > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' > without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message > ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

The recent postings on school life among Donauschwaben children has been of great interest to me because my parents as well as my maternal aunt were all teachers in both the former Yugoslavia and as refugees in Austria. My parents (Franz and Johanna Krewedl) taught in schools funded by the German government in several towns including Ruma, Erdevik, Essegg (Osijek),Kozarac (sp?) between the years 1937-1944. My aunt (Marie Keller) taught in Neusatz probably around 1942-44. After fleeing their homeland in October of 1944, they came to Upper Austria and taught refugee children in the Voeklabruk/Frankenburg area. Of course when the Austrian soldiers returned home, they lost their positions. This prompted them to seek a new life in the U.S.A. never again to resume their chosen profession in their newly adopted country. Dolores Krewedl Brooks Dayton, Ohio Sent from my iPad

My mother spoke of the Russian invasion and being pulled out of school and being hid in the cold cellar to protect the children from the soldiers She liv d in the small village of Klein bectcherek. Luckily she spoke Hungarian and German Such hard times. People dying from "consumption". No food Fear. Marilyn. Sent from my iPhone

After the war, I went to school in the DP Camp in Groedig, Austria, about 12 Km from Salzburg. We had all ages in a one room classroom, and we started out using small chalkboards. Paper and pencils were not available until 1947, and by then, classes were divided into grades one through three in one group and four through five in the other. Boys and girls....all together. Our teacher was also a refugee, but lived in a local farmer's house (also did some farmwork to earn his food and lodging). In my second and third grade years, our teacher was strict, and used the 'paddle' when he deemed it necessary to maintain control. I was never paddled because the thought of a getting a paddling , and then my mother hearing about it, apart from the shame, it would only lead to another paddling from mom, kind of a two-for-one-deal. That did not appeal to me, so I behaved. :-) On the brighter side, we took many walking class trips into the surrounding areas, and that was a treat...just to get out of the room, out of that camp. Once we even visited the nearby German border where we learned about the 'roten Streich auf der Landkarte'. In class, our teacher often smoked Pall Mall cigarettes while teaching, and as a treat, he oftentimes read a Chapter of a Karl Mai American Western fiction book. Those readings were real treats....it brough dreams of foreign sights I never knew I'd see....little did I know that I'd wind up in America one day and see those badlands with my own eyes. When I was able to attend sixth grade (1951), I had to travel from Groedig to Salzburg on the train. The last traincar was reserved only for students because of the noise they made. The conductors never were friendly to us Lager-students, and it was my first introduction to being considered 'different'. Once, I forgot my student pass, so the conductor kicked me off the train and I had to walk 10 KM home...in a snowstorm. (He never checked for the pass on the trip to school) I never forgot that trainpass again..never! I saw similar discrimination in the Hauptschule in Austria, though a few of the teachers were empathetic. However, I was one of the few Auslaender (foreigners) in that school, and my heart always felt the pain of being considered 'second class'....not knowing why, other than I was not Austrian. It was somewhat subtle, a sideways look, a whispered comment, a mocking laugh at the meager lunch I brought, always being chosen last for recess play teams, my clothes were laughed at......quite a hurtful education that has stayed with me...till today, at age 77! On 9/2/2017 8:09 AM, Dennis Bauer via DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES wrote: > Cuz...ok to use this in our new club newsletter? Den > > Sent from AOL Mobile Mail > Get the new AOL app: mail.mobile.aol.com > > On Thursday, August 31, 2017 Rose Vetter via DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES <[email protected]> wrote: > I was born in Neusatz (Novi Sad) in the Batschka. I started school in 1942, I think it was in the fall, a time of war and political upheaval. In 1941 Hungary, as a member of the Axis powers, had reclaimed the larger part of the Batschka which they had lost to Yugoslavia after World War I. We were once again in Hungary without having moved! The official language and the bureaucracy became Hungarian, the street signs were changed to Hungarian, etc. I never forget my first days at school. Outfitted with a new schoolbag, a wood-framed slate, slate pencils and an abacus, I was quite excited about my new adventure. My mother walked me to school, and again on the second day. When the third day came around, I was expected to go alone, but I refused; I cried and insisted that Mom to come with me. When I couldn't be persuaded, my father gave me a spanking. That worked. From that day on, I promised myself I would behave, rather than risk getting a spanking again--and I didn't. As for corporal punishment by the teachers, that was accepted in those times. I remember that boys in particular bore the brunt of the teachers' anger by getting the end of the rod. Minor infractions were usually dealt with by a slap on the cheek. I remember getting slapped once and being so humiliated that I tried to hide the red streaks on my cheek from my parents. Those certainly were different times and we've come a long way. I grew up speaking three languages: German at home, and Serbian and Hungarian outside the home and at school. At that time the German Sütterlin or Fraktur script was still taught, but I had to switch to the Latin script once we got to Germany. Our lessons were mainly in Hungarian. I remember being able to sing the whole Hungarian anthem off by heart. When my mother, sister and I packed our bags for our flight in October 1944, I made sure I included my Hungarian schoolbook, which I kept for a long time. Unfortunately, once we were in Germany and I was no longer exposed to the Serbian and Hungarian languages, I forg! ot them in a short time, which I regret to this day. Unfortunately, my schooling was disrupted by the accelerating war conditions and bombing of the city, so I was not able to attend much school during grade 2. We lived only a block away from the Danube, right across the famous Peterwardein fortress, between the two main bridges which were the constant targets of Allied bombers. I will never forget being awakened by the air raid sirens in the middle of the night and rushing to a nearby air raid shelter. Some nights we didn't bother to get up, but the night our home was turned into a pile of rubble, we had been in the shelter, otherwise I would not be alive today. About a month later we boarded one of the last refugee trains to leave Neusatz. Rose On 29 August 2017 at 22:21, DVHH-L Administrator via DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES <[email protected]> wrote: > Forwarding to the mailing list. > Darlene > > ----------------------------------------------- > Darlene Dimitrie > DVHH-L Email List Administrator > > On 29 August 2017 at 15:42, Hans Kopp <[email protected]> wrote: > > > We were very unfortunately and had our schooling interrupted by three > > years in Gakowa > > A dead camp were the people were taken to die. I started Kindergarten at > > age 6 because in Yugoslavia children started the school at seven. Now we > > had two age groups in one class. The girl school was located in the nuns > > monastery wile the boys went to the boys school. We were more than 100 > boys > > in the school. The girls so what less and therefore it was necessary to > > take t he July ages of the boys to go with the girls to school. I found > > there was actually no corporal punishments by the nouns. > > When we were deported to Gakowa, several of the priest there attempted to > > hold school in the houses, but the was forbidden and stopped when several > > of the priests were taken out of the camp and some of them were killed > and > > became Mardirers > > When I came to Austria I had lost 3 years of school and had t! o go to > > school with children 3 years younger. Here in Austria we still had > corpora > > punishment, like putting someone over the knee or hitting on the hand > with > > the rulers or standind outside in front of the door. But we grew up to > > become successful citizen of Austria or the USA. I still visit my school > > friends in Austria. I even skied with in 2003. Since than several have > > passed away. Two years ago I did visit my friend I usually stay with to > > celebrate the 60 anniversary of the sports club there I was a founder and > > was honored with several items. I also learned the soccer team I > captioned > > is among the top team in the league and their youth teams have won > several > > championship in their respective leagues. > > > > > > Sent from my iPa > > > > > > > > > > > > > On Aug 28, 2017, at 11:12 AM, DVHH-L Administrator via > > DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES <[email protected]> wrote: > > > > > > Hello everyone, > > > > > > Conversation on the list has been kind of slow lately. Guess everyone > is > > > busy enjoying summer! > > > > > > Was just thinking about the kids going back to school and wondering > about > > > school back in the old country. My mom went to school from the ages of > > > 7-12, for five grades. She repeated grade 3 because she was very sick > > that > > > year and missed a lot of school. It was a one-room schoolhouse. She > > > really liked watching Little House on the Prairie. The school and life > > > reminded her of home. At some point it was divided into 2 rooms, for > > older > > > and younger kids. > > > Yes, there was someone who stuck her pigtails in the inkwell! They had > > > slates to do their work. One of her "friends" used to change her > answers > > > to incorrect ones so my mom would get in trouble. > > > My uncle has an incredible knowledge of European history. He told me > > that > > > because there was not a lot of books available they had to really learn > > and > > > remember what they had been told, which is why he still remembe! rs all > > this. > > > > > > She learned Serbian, both in Latin and Cyrillic letters and German in > > both > > > Latin and Gothic. She also spoke a smattering of other languages > because > > > of going to two different markets each week to sell farm produce. She > > > really loved working at the markets. > > > She lived in Hrastovac in western Slavonia, a town of about 700-800 > > > residents. She always felt under-educated here in Canada because she > > only > > > went to 5 grades, but I think she was quite intelligent and knew as > much > > as > > > people who went through the whole elementary and secondary school > > systems. > > > Maybe not the calculus and trigonometry, but the languages, everyday > > > mathematics, history and geography and she certainly knew a lot of > > growing > > > crops and raising farm animals and how to fix just about anything. > Very > > > practical life skills! > > > > > > Would anyone like to share stories about school life, especially those > of > > > you who went to school there? When did school start? What months did > it > > > run? Did you get let out at certain times to help in the fields? What > > were > > > your teachers like? Where did they come from? How were things > different > > > in smaller towns and larger towns and cities. > > > > > > Feel free to share any other stories about childhood life during the > good > > > times. > > > > > > Darlene > > > > > > > > > ----------------------------------------------- > > > Darlene Dimitrie > > > DVHH-L Email List Administrator > > > > > > > > > ------------------------------- > > > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' > > without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message > > > > > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' > without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message > ------------! ------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

Cuz...ok to use this in our new club newsletter? Den Sent from AOL Mobile Mail Get the new AOL app: mail.mobile.aol.com On Thursday, August 31, 2017 Rose Vetter via DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES <[email protected]> wrote: I was born in Neusatz (Novi Sad) in the Batschka. I started school in 1942, I think it was in the fall, a time of war and political upheaval. In 1941 Hungary, as a member of the Axis powers, had reclaimed the larger part of the Batschka which they had lost to Yugoslavia after World War I. We were once again in Hungary without having moved! The official language and the bureaucracy became Hungarian, the street signs were changed to Hungarian, etc. I never forget my first days at school. Outfitted with a new schoolbag, a wood-framed slate, slate pencils and an abacus, I was quite excited about my new adventure. My mother walked me to school, and again on the second day. When the third day came around, I was expected to go alone, but I refused; I cried and insisted that Mom to come with me. When I couldn't be persuaded, my father gave me a spanking. That worked. From that day on, I promised myself I would behave, rather than risk getting a spanking again--and I didn't. As for corporal punishment by the teachers, that was accepted in those times. I remember that boys in particular bore the brunt of the teachers' anger by getting the end of the rod. Minor infractions were usually dealt with by a slap on the cheek. I remember getting slapped once and being so humiliated that I tried to hide the red streaks on my cheek from my parents. Those certainly were different times and we've come a long way. I grew up speaking three languages: German at home, and Serbian and Hungarian outside the home and at school. At that time the German Sütterlin or Fraktur script was still taught, but I had to switch to the Latin script once we got to Germany. Our lessons were mainly in Hungarian. I remember being able to sing the whole Hungarian anthem off by heart. When my mother, sister and I packed our bags for our flight in October 1944, I made sure I included my Hungarian schoolbook, which I kept for a long time. Unfortunately, once we were in Germany and I was no longer exposed to the Serbian and Hungarian languages, I forgot them in a short time, which I regret to this day. Unfortunately, my schooling was disrupted by the accelerating war conditions and bombing of the city, so I was not able to attend much school during grade 2. We lived only a block away from the Danube, right across the famous Peterwardein fortress, between the two main bridges which were the constant targets of Allied bombers. I will never forget being awakened by the air raid sirens in the middle of the night and rushing to a nearby air raid shelter. Some nights we didn't bother to get up, but the night our home was turned into a pile of rubble, we had been in the shelter, otherwise I would not be alive today. About a month later we boarded one of the last refugee trains to leave Neusatz. Rose On 29 August 2017 at 22:21, DVHH-L Administrator via DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES <[email protected]> wrote: > Forwarding to the mailing list. > Darlene > > ----------------------------------------------- > Darlene Dimitrie > DVHH-L Email List Administrator > > On 29 August 2017 at 15:42, Hans Kopp <[email protected]> wrote: > > > We were very unfortunately and had our schooling interrupted by three > > years in Gakowa > > A dead camp were the people were taken to die. I started Kindergarten at > > age 6 because in Yugoslavia children started the school at seven. Now we > > had two age groups in one class. The girl school was located in the nuns > > monastery wile the boys went to the boys school. We were more than 100 > boys > > in the school. The girls so what less and therefore it was necessary to > > take t he July ages of the boys to go with the girls to school. I found > > there was actually no corporal punishments by the nouns. > > When we were deported to Gakowa, several of the priest there attempted to > > hold school in the houses, but the was forbidden and stopped when several > > of the priests were taken out of the camp and some of them were killed > and > > became Mardirers > > When I came to Austria I had lost 3 years of school and had to go to > > school with children 3 years younger. Here in Austria we still had > corpora > > punishment, like putting someone over the knee or hitting on the hand > with > > the rulers or standind outside in front of the door. But we grew up to > > become successful citizen of Austria or the USA. I still visit my school > > friends in Austria. I even skied with in 2003. Since than several have > > passed away. Two years ago I did visit my friend I usually stay with to > > celebrate the 60 anniversary of the sports club there I was a founder and > > was honored with several items. I also learned the soccer team I > captioned > > is among the top team in the league and their youth teams have won > several > > championship in their respective leagues. > > > > > > Sent from my iPa > > > > > > > > > > > > > On Aug 28, 2017, at 11:12 AM, DVHH-L Administrator via > > DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES <[email protected]> wrote: > > > > > > Hello everyone, > > > > > > Conversation on the list has been kind of slow lately. Guess everyone > is > > > busy enjoying summer! > > > > > > Was just thinking about the kids going back to school and wondering > about > > > school back in the old country. My mom went to school from the ages of > > > 7-12, for five grades. She repeated grade 3 because she was very sick > > that > > > year and missed a lot of school. It was a one-room schoolhouse. She > > > really liked watching Little House on the Prairie. The school and life > > > reminded her of home. At some point it was divided into 2 rooms, for > > older > > > and younger kids. > > > Yes, there was someone who stuck her pigtails in the inkwell! They had > > > slates to do their work. One of her "friends" used to change her > answers > > > to incorrect ones so my mom would get in trouble. > > > My uncle has an incredible knowledge of European history. He told me > > that > > > because there was not a lot of books available they had to really learn > > and > > > remember what they had been told, which is why he still remembers all > > this. > > > > > > She learned Serbian, both in Latin and Cyrillic letters and German in > > both > > > Latin and Gothic. She also spoke a smattering of other languages > because > > > of going to two different markets each week to sell farm produce. She > > > really loved working at the markets. > > > She lived in Hrastovac in western Slavonia, a town of about 700-800 > > > residents. She always felt under-educated here in Canada because she > > only > > > went to 5 grades, but I think she was quite intelligent and knew as > much > > as > > > people who went through the whole elementary and secondary school > > systems. > > > Maybe not the calculus and trigonometry, but the languages, everyday > > > mathematics, history and geography and she certainly knew a lot of > > growing > > > crops and raising farm animals and how to fix just about anything. > Very > > > practical life skills! > > > > > > Would anyone like to share stories about school life, especially those > of > > > you who went to school there? When did school start? What months did > it > > > run? Did you get let out at certain times to help in the fields? What > > were > > > your teachers like? Where did they come from? How were things > different > > > in smaller towns and larger towns and cities. > > > > > > Feel free to share any other stories about childhood life during the > good > > > times. > > > > > > Darlene > > > > > > > > > ----------------------------------------------- > > > Darlene Dimitrie > > > DVHH-L Email List Administrator > > > > > > > > > ------------------------------- > > > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' > > without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message > > > > > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' > without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message > ------------------------------- To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message

I was born in Neusatz (Novi Sad) in the Batschka. I started school in 1942, I think it was in the fall, a time of war and political upheaval. In 1941 Hungary, as a member of the Axis powers, had reclaimed the larger part of the Batschka which they had lost to Yugoslavia after World War I. We were once again in Hungary without having moved! The official language and the bureaucracy became Hungarian, the street signs were changed to Hungarian, etc. I never forget my first days at school. Outfitted with a new schoolbag, a wood-framed slate, slate pencils and an abacus, I was quite excited about my new adventure. My mother walked me to school, and again on the second day. When the third day came around, I was expected to go alone, but I refused; I cried and insisted that Mom to come with me. When I couldn't be persuaded, my father gave me a spanking. That worked. From that day on, I promised myself I would behave, rather than risk getting a spanking again--and I didn't. As for corporal punishment by the teachers, that was accepted in those times. I remember that boys in particular bore the brunt of the teachers' anger by getting the end of the rod. Minor infractions were usually dealt with by a slap on the cheek. I remember getting slapped once and being so humiliated that I tried to hide the red streaks on my cheek from my parents. Those certainly were different times and we've come a long way. I grew up speaking three languages: German at home, and Serbian and Hungarian outside the home and at school. At that time the German Sütterlin or Fraktur script was still taught, but I had to switch to the Latin script once we got to Germany. Our lessons were mainly in Hungarian. I remember being able to sing the whole Hungarian anthem off by heart. When my mother, sister and I packed our bags for our flight in October 1944, I made sure I included my Hungarian schoolbook, which I kept for a long time. Unfortunately, once we were in Germany and I was no longer exposed to the Serbian and Hungarian languages, I forgot them in a short time, which I regret to this day. Unfortunately, my schooling was disrupted by the accelerating war conditions and bombing of the city, so I was not able to attend much school during grade 2. We lived only a block away from the Danube, right across the famous Peterwardein fortress, between the two main bridges which were the constant targets of Allied bombers. I will never forget being awakened by the air raid sirens in the middle of the night and rushing to a nearby air raid shelter. Some nights we didn't bother to get up, but the night our home was turned into a pile of rubble, we had been in the shelter, otherwise I would not be alive today. About a month later we boarded one of the last refugee trains to leave Neusatz. Rose On 29 August 2017 at 22:21, DVHH-L Administrator via DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES <[email protected]> wrote: > Forwarding to the mailing list. > Darlene > > ----------------------------------------------- > Darlene Dimitrie > DVHH-L Email List Administrator > > On 29 August 2017 at 15:42, Hans Kopp <[email protected]> wrote: > > > We were very unfortunately and had our schooling interrupted by three > > years in Gakowa > > A dead camp were the people were taken to die. I started Kindergarten at > > age 6 because in Yugoslavia children started the school at seven. Now we > > had two age groups in one class. The girl school was located in the nuns > > monastery wile the boys went to the boys school. We were more than 100 > boys > > in the school. The girls so what less and therefore it was necessary to > > take t he July ages of the boys to go with the girls to school. I found > > there was actually no corporal punishments by the nouns. > > When we were deported to Gakowa, several of the priest there attempted to > > hold school in the houses, but the was forbidden and stopped when several > > of the priests were taken out of the camp and some of them were killed > and > > became Mardirers > > When I came to Austria I had lost 3 years of school and had to go to > > school with children 3 years younger. Here in Austria we still had > corpora > > punishment, like putting someone over the knee or hitting on the hand > with > > the rulers or standind outside in front of the door. But we grew up to > > become successful citizen of Austria or the USA. I still visit my school > > friends in Austria. I even skied with in 2003. Since than several have > > passed away. Two years ago I did visit my friend I usually stay with to > > celebrate the 60 anniversary of the sports club there I was a founder and > > was honored with several items. I also learned the soccer team I > captioned > > is among the top team in the league and their youth teams have won > several > > championship in their respective leagues. > > > > > > Sent from my iPa > > > > > > > > > > > > > On Aug 28, 2017, at 11:12 AM, DVHH-L Administrator via > > DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES <[email protected]> wrote: > > > > > > Hello everyone, > > > > > > Conversation on the list has been kind of slow lately. Guess everyone > is > > > busy enjoying summer! > > > > > > Was just thinking about the kids going back to school and wondering > about > > > school back in the old country. My mom went to school from the ages of > > > 7-12, for five grades. She repeated grade 3 because she was very sick > > that > > > year and missed a lot of school. It was a one-room schoolhouse. She > > > really liked watching Little House on the Prairie. The school and life > > > reminded her of home. At some point it was divided into 2 rooms, for > > older > > > and younger kids. > > > Yes, there was someone who stuck her pigtails in the inkwell! They had > > > slates to do their work. One of her "friends" used to change her > answers > > > to incorrect ones so my mom would get in trouble. > > > My uncle has an incredible knowledge of European history. He told me > > that > > > because there was not a lot of books available they had to really learn > > and > > > remember what they had been told, which is why he still remembers all > > this. > > > > > > She learned Serbian, both in Latin and Cyrillic letters and German in > > both > > > Latin and Gothic. She also spoke a smattering of other languages > because > > > of going to two different markets each week to sell farm produce. She > > > really loved working at the markets. > > > She lived in Hrastovac in western Slavonia, a town of about 700-800 > > > residents. She always felt under-educated here in Canada because she > > only > > > went to 5 grades, but I think she was quite intelligent and knew as > much > > as > > > people who went through the whole elementary and secondary school > > systems. > > > Maybe not the calculus and trigonometry, but the languages, everyday > > > mathematics, history and geography and she certainly knew a lot of > > growing > > > crops and raising farm animals and how to fix just about anything. > Very > > > practical life skills! > > > > > > Would anyone like to share stories about school life, especially those > of > > > you who went to school there? When did school start? What months did > it > > > run? Did you get let out at certain times to help in the fields? What > > were > > > your teachers like? Where did they come from? How were things > different > > > in smaller towns and larger towns and cities. > > > > > > Feel free to share any other stories about childhood life during the > good > > > times. > > > > > > Darlene > > > > > > > > > ----------------------------------------------- > > > Darlene Dimitrie > > > DVHH-L Email List Administrator > > > > > > > > > ------------------------------- > > > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' > > without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message > > > > > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to > [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' > without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message >

Oh, and Darlene, I forgot to add, the Knoedel are not deep fried, at least not my mom's or any I have seen made. They are dropped in boiling water just long enough to float and then transferred to a fry pan with the cream of wheat/breadcrumbs with sugar and lightly toasted. Eve On Wed, Aug 30, 2017 at 11:03 PM, Eve <[email protected]> wrote: > My mom made zwetschknoedel (spelling?) also - a favorite of all of > us.....except for that cooked plum. I loved plums but hated them cooked > and I would always pull it out and just eat the dough. So one day I talked > my mom in making it with apple chunks - and that became the new normal for > us. Of course now I'm craving the plum ones LOL. My mom never felt they > were a lot of work and it was always a mainstay after big holiday dinners > as mom would always use the left over mashed potatoes to make them with - > instead of ricing more potatoes and they were the best. She also used > fried cream of wheat where most used bread crumbs. > > One other thing was apricots, enough so that my daughter always thinks of > my mom when she sees them at the store. The thing was even though I grew up > in the city of Flint, my parents grew every kind of fruit tree, had an > amazing garden with strawberries, raspberries, blackberries and currents - > cannot recall them ever growing blueberries though. Occasionally we would > end up with 3 or 4 chickens running around in that garden - which I made > the stupid mistake of naming - I learned my lesson when Henrietta ended up > on the table and I don't think it ever went unmentioned whenever chicken > was served after that. > > Well there is a few crazy memories from me. I have a family recipe > scrapbook that I've made up and plan to make smaller copies for my kids > along with a page I just got them all to fill out with their favorite food > memories. It tickled me pink the "oma food" that was mentioned - > especially the funny crazy spellings of their versions of it - the funniest > was my son mentioning Chicken Peppercouch - which unfortunately was on his > "yuk" list but on my daughter's favorite list along with the correct > spelling. They also all mentioned the plum/apple doughy things. I'm > hoping this printed up list I'm using in the books with the actual names > will be a great memory for them. > > > My sentimental journey is over for today - thanks for encouraging the > memories! > > Eve > > > On Wed, Aug 30, 2017 at 7:14 PM, Darlene Dimitrie <[email protected] > > wrote: > >> I think my grandmother made these. They were a lot like Paczkis >> (pronounced poonchkey at least in the Windsor-Detroit area) like you said. >> >> The difference was that Grandma's were much denser, kind of like a hockey >> puck, and a bit smaller. >> >> I went to the link you have Monika. The article talks about the writer >> thinking that apricot jam is the original filling in her opinion. This >> helps explain why my mom was so stuck on apricot jam from toast to these >> krapfen, cookie filling and palacintas. Apricots and apricot jam were >> revered at the same level as zwetschken (qwetsche). >> >> My mother made these things too, that had a zwetschken (prune plum) in >> the middle and some kind of floppy thin dough around it. I think they were >> deep fried and were a lot of work to make. One time she made us a whole >> bowlful, and the lady that cleaned my house found them in the fridge and >> thought they were rotted cooked potatoes and threw them all out! I never >> had the guts to tell my mom. >> >> -- >> Darlene >> http://www.dvhh.org/membership/associates.htm#D >> >> >> >> Monika via DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES wrote: >> >>> I'm a new subscriber and missed the original thread but I'm surprised >>> that people aren't familiar with krapfen. My mother and grandmother >>> always made the filled ones for fasching (fat Tuesday) when they are >>> called faschingskrapfen. >>> >>> Where I live there is a large Polish community and they make them at the >>> same time, calling them paczki. They are sold in all the supermarkets. >>> >>> M >>> >>> https://californiagermans.com/2014/02/19/sacher-faschingskrapfen/ >>> >>> (I'm not in California, I just happened to find this.) >>> >>> -----Original Message----- From: Eve via DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES >>> Sent: Wednesday, August 30, 2017 8:27 AM >>> To: Kelly Dazet >>> Cc: [email protected] >>> Subject: Re: [DVHH] Uncaught bounce notification >>> >>> I would agree with you in regard to Krapfen, my mother made them often >>> and >>> sometimes without the filling. They were the best when warm with a very >>> light dusting of powdered sugar. I have my mom's recipe and intend to >>> try >>> them one of these days. >>> >>> Eve >>> >>> On Wed, Aug 30, 2017 at 2:07 AM, Darlene Dimitrie via >>> DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES <[email protected]> wrote: >>> >>> I'm not sure what happened here, but I found this message buried deep in >>>> several hundred error messages in the "owner" email address for the DVHH >>>> list. I don't think it went out to the list, so I am sending it now. >>>> Kelly, my apologies for this message taking so long to be posted. >>>> To the mailing list, I realize that this message refers to email >>>> conversations held a couple of months ago, but felt I should send it >>>> anyway. >>>> Darlene >>>> >>>> >>>> > >>>> > >>>> > >>>> > ---------- Forwarded message ---------- >>>> > From: Kelly Dazet <[email protected]> >>>> > To: "[email protected]" < >>>> > [email protected]> >>>> > Cc: >>>> > Bcc: >>>> > Date: Wed, 21 Jun 2017 00:27:50 +0000 >>>> > Subject: Krapfen >>>> > Hi everyone, >>>> > >>>> > This is a very interesting thread, about "Grappa/Grapfen/Krapfen"! >>>> Thanks >>>> > for sharing! >>>> > >>>> > I asked my German wife (from Heidelberg) if she had heard of >>>> Grapfen, > and >>>> > she said that she had not, but that the recipe sounds like a >>>> beignet, > the >>>> > French pastry that they serve at Cafe Dumonde in New Orleans. >>>> > >>>> > Out of curiosity I googled Krapfen and it was described as a beignet- >>>> like >>>> > pastry, which sometimes comes in the form of a "Berliner" (Bismarck " >>>> with >>>> > a filling and powdered sugar coating. >>>> > >>>> > Regards, >>>> > >>>> > Kelly >>>> > >>>> > Sent from my iPad >>>> > >>>> > >>>> >>>> >>>> ------------------------------- >>>> To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to >>>> [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' >>>> without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message >>>> >>>> >>> >>> >>> > > > -- > Syrmia Regional Coordinator > http://www.dvhh.org/syrmia > -- Syrmia Regional Coordinator http://www.dvhh.org/syrmia

My mom made zwetschknoedel (spelling?) also - a favorite of all of us.....except for that cooked plum. I loved plums but hated them cooked and I would always pull it out and just eat the dough. So one day I talked my mom in making it with apple chunks - and that became the new normal for us. Of course now I'm craving the plum ones LOL. My mom never felt they were a lot of work and it was always a mainstay after big holiday dinners as mom would always use the left over mashed potatoes to make them with - instead of ricing more potatoes and they were the best. She also used fried cream of wheat where most used bread crumbs. One other thing was apricots, enough so that my daughter always thinks of my mom when she sees them at the store. The thing was even though I grew up in the city of Flint, my parents grew every kind of fruit tree, had an amazing garden with strawberries, raspberries, blackberries and currents - cannot recall them ever growing blueberries though. Occasionally we would end up with 3 or 4 chickens running around in that garden - which I made the stupid mistake of naming - I learned my lesson when Henrietta ended up on the table and I don't think it ever went unmentioned whenever chicken was served after that. Well there is a few crazy memories from me. I have a family recipe scrapbook that I've made up and plan to make smaller copies for my kids along with a page I just got them all to fill out with their favorite food memories. It tickled me pink the "oma food" that was mentioned - especially the funny crazy spellings of their versions of it - the funniest was my son mentioning Chicken Peppercouch - which unfortunately was on his "yuk" list but on my daughter's favorite list along with the correct spelling. They also all mentioned the plum/apple doughy things. I'm hoping this printed up list I'm using in the books with the actual names will be a great memory for them. My sentimental journey is over for today - thanks for encouraging the memories! Eve On Wed, Aug 30, 2017 at 7:14 PM, Darlene Dimitrie <[email protected]> wrote: > I think my grandmother made these. They were a lot like Paczkis > (pronounced poonchkey at least in the Windsor-Detroit area) like you said. > > The difference was that Grandma's were much denser, kind of like a hockey > puck, and a bit smaller. > > I went to the link you have Monika. The article talks about the writer > thinking that apricot jam is the original filling in her opinion. This > helps explain why my mom was so stuck on apricot jam from toast to these > krapfen, cookie filling and palacintas. Apricots and apricot jam were > revered at the same level as zwetschken (qwetsche). > > My mother made these things too, that had a zwetschken (prune plum) in the > middle and some kind of floppy thin dough around it. I think they were > deep fried and were a lot of work to make. One time she made us a whole > bowlful, and the lady that cleaned my house found them in the fridge and > thought they were rotted cooked potatoes and threw them all out! I never > had the guts to tell my mom. > > -- > Darlene > http://www.dvhh.org/membership/associates.htm#D > > > > Monika via DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES wrote: > >> I'm a new subscriber and missed the original thread but I'm surprised >> that people aren't familiar with krapfen. My mother and grandmother >> always made the filled ones for fasching (fat Tuesday) when they are >> called faschingskrapfen. >> >> Where I live there is a large Polish community and they make them at the >> same time, calling them paczki. They are sold in all the supermarkets. >> >> M >> >> https://californiagermans.com/2014/02/19/sacher-faschingskrapfen/ >> >> (I'm not in California, I just happened to find this.) >> >> -----Original Message----- From: Eve via DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES >> Sent: Wednesday, August 30, 2017 8:27 AM >> To: Kelly Dazet >> Cc: [email protected] >> Subject: Re: [DVHH] Uncaught bounce notification >> >> I would agree with you in regard to Krapfen, my mother made them often and >> sometimes without the filling. They were the best when warm with a very >> light dusting of powdered sugar. I have my mom's recipe and intend to try >> them one of these days. >> >> Eve >> >> On Wed, Aug 30, 2017 at 2:07 AM, Darlene Dimitrie via >> DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES <[email protected]> wrote: >> >> I'm not sure what happened here, but I found this message buried deep in >>> several hundred error messages in the "owner" email address for the DVHH >>> list. I don't think it went out to the list, so I am sending it now. >>> Kelly, my apologies for this message taking so long to be posted. >>> To the mailing list, I realize that this message refers to email >>> conversations held a couple of months ago, but felt I should send it >>> anyway. >>> Darlene >>> >>> >>> > >>> > >>> > >>> > ---------- Forwarded message ---------- >>> > From: Kelly Dazet <[email protected]> >>> > To: "[email protected]" < >>> > [email protected]> >>> > Cc: >>> > Bcc: >>> > Date: Wed, 21 Jun 2017 00:27:50 +0000 >>> > Subject: Krapfen >>> > Hi everyone, >>> > >>> > This is a very interesting thread, about "Grappa/Grapfen/Krapfen"! >>> Thanks >>> > for sharing! >>> > >>> > I asked my German wife (from Heidelberg) if she had heard of >>> Grapfen, > and >>> > she said that she had not, but that the recipe sounds like a >>> beignet, > the >>> > French pastry that they serve at Cafe Dumonde in New Orleans. >>> > >>> > Out of curiosity I googled Krapfen and it was described as a beignet- >>> like >>> > pastry, which sometimes comes in the form of a "Berliner" (Bismarck " >>> with >>> > a filling and powdered sugar coating. >>> > >>> > Regards, >>> > >>> > Kelly >>> > >>> > Sent from my iPad >>> > >>> > >>> >>> >>> ------------------------------- >>> To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to >>> [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' >>> without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message >>> >>> >> >> >> -- Syrmia Regional Coordinator http://www.dvhh.org/syrmia

I think my grandmother made these. They were a lot like Paczkis (pronounced poonchkey at least in the Windsor-Detroit area) like you said. The difference was that Grandma's were much denser, kind of like a hockey puck, and a bit smaller. I went to the link you have Monika. The article talks about the writer thinking that apricot jam is the original filling in her opinion. This helps explain why my mom was so stuck on apricot jam from toast to these krapfen, cookie filling and palacintas. Apricots and apricot jam were revered at the same level as zwetschken (qwetsche). My mother made these things too, that had a zwetschken (prune plum) in the middle and some kind of floppy thin dough around it. I think they were deep fried and were a lot of work to make. One time she made us a whole bowlful, and the lady that cleaned my house found them in the fridge and thought they were rotted cooked potatoes and threw them all out! I never had the guts to tell my mom. -- Darlene http://www.dvhh.org/membership/associates.htm#D Monika via DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES wrote: > I'm a new subscriber and missed the original thread but I'm surprised > that people aren't familiar with krapfen. My mother and grandmother > always made the filled ones for fasching (fat Tuesday) when they are > called faschingskrapfen. > > Where I live there is a large Polish community and they make them at the > same time, calling them paczki. They are sold in all the supermarkets. > > M > > https://californiagermans.com/2014/02/19/sacher-faschingskrapfen/ > > (I'm not in California, I just happened to find this.) > > -----Original Message----- From: Eve via DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES > Sent: Wednesday, August 30, 2017 8:27 AM > To: Kelly Dazet > Cc: [email protected] > Subject: Re: [DVHH] Uncaught bounce notification > > I would agree with you in regard to Krapfen, my mother made them often and > sometimes without the filling. They were the best when warm with a very > light dusting of powdered sugar. I have my mom's recipe and intend to try > them one of these days. > > Eve > > On Wed, Aug 30, 2017 at 2:07 AM, Darlene Dimitrie via > DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES <[email protected]> wrote: > >> I'm not sure what happened here, but I found this message buried deep in >> several hundred error messages in the "owner" email address for the DVHH >> list. I don't think it went out to the list, so I am sending it now. >> Kelly, my apologies for this message taking so long to be posted. >> To the mailing list, I realize that this message refers to email >> conversations held a couple of months ago, but felt I should send it >> anyway. >> Darlene >> >> >> > >> > >> > >> > ---------- Forwarded message ---------- >> > From: Kelly Dazet <[email protected]> >> > To: "[email protected]" < >> > [email protected]> >> > Cc: >> > Bcc: >> > Date: Wed, 21 Jun 2017 00:27:50 +0000 >> > Subject: Krapfen >> > Hi everyone, >> > >> > This is a very interesting thread, about "Grappa/Grapfen/Krapfen"! >> Thanks >> > for sharing! >> > >> > I asked my German wife (from Heidelberg) if she had heard of >> Grapfen, > and >> > she said that she had not, but that the recipe sounds like a >> beignet, > the >> > French pastry that they serve at Cafe Dumonde in New Orleans. >> > >> > Out of curiosity I googled Krapfen and it was described as a beignet- >> like >> > pastry, which sometimes comes in the form of a "Berliner" (Bismarck " >> with >> > a filling and powdered sugar coating. >> > >> > Regards, >> > >> > Kelly >> > >> > Sent from my iPad >> > >> > >> >> >> ------------------------------- >> To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to >> [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' >> without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message >> > > >

I think these teachers left big scars on their students. My mom definitely had a complex about not being very smart. I really don't think it came from my grandparents as I never ever heard them talk like that about any of us grandchildren or anybody else. My mom said that they were adamant that the kids do their homework every night and my aunt used to get in a lot of trouble because my grandma wanted it read out loud and my aunt wasn't going to do that, no way, no how! One set of teachers in their town was a husband/wife team. They were very, very mean. Can't remember which was worse, the man or the woman. They were beating the kids. It got so bad that the parents in town got together and got them fired, which I think is something that was a rare occurrence there. Teachers and ministers were highly respected. My mom's cousin married one of the other teachers who came to town. They were always from away, like Austria or Germany, just like the ministers. -- Darlene http://www.dvhh.org/membership/associates.htm#D Katharina Riedyk via DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES wrote: > My Mom went to a catholic school in Marienfeld which today is called Tia Mare in Romania. She always said that the nuns who taught there were very mean. They apparently had no problem hitting the kids. After they fled to Austria from the Russians she went to school there. My Mom was a gifted painter. Apparently her grandmother painted the interior scenes of churches and commissioned paintings. My Mom was supposed to go to art school in Vienna. Anyways, she said that one day she and her twin sister was sitting in class and the principal came in and in front of everyone told them that they had to leave as they did not have the money to pay the school. This left a scar on her for her entire life. She only went to grade six but she was a very smart woman. She taught herself English and then Dutch. Never did she ask me to help her fill out any government forms or anything else. > > Katharina > > Sent from my iPhone > >> On Aug 29, 2017, at 1:04 AM, [email protected] wrote: >> >> Send DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES mailing list submissions to >> [email protected] >> >> To subscribe or unsubscribe via email, send a message with subject or >> body containing >> 'subscribe' or 'unsubscribe' to >> [email protected] >> >> You can reach the person managing the list at >> [email protected] >> >> When replying, please edit your Subject line so it is more specific >> than "Re: Contents of DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES digest..." >> >> >> To respond to a Digest Mode message, click reply, CHANGE THE SUBJECT LINE TO REFLECT THE TOPIC - then delete any postings/text not specific to the message you are responding to. Otherwise it could cause your message to be too long and not get posted. Your cooperation is appreciated. >> >> Today's Topics: >> >> 1. Life in Childhood - School, Play, Friends, Chores ... >> (DVHH-L Administrator) >> 2. Josef Kartje and Elisabeth Pink of Seultour (Fran) >> >> >> ---------------------------------------------------------------------- >> >> Message: 1 >> Date: Mon, 28 Aug 2017 11:12:11 -0400 >> From: DVHH-L Administrator <[email protected]> >> To: DVHH Mailing List <[email protected]> >> Subject: [DVHH] Life in Childhood - School, Play, Friends, Chores ... >> Message-ID: >> <[email protected]om> >> Content-Type: text/plain; charset="UTF-8" >> >> Hello everyone, >> >> Conversation on the list has been kind of slow lately. Guess everyone is >> busy enjoying summer! >> >> Was just thinking about the kids going back to school and wondering about >> school back in the old country. My mom went to school from the ages of >> 7-12, for five grades. She repeated grade 3 because she was very sick that >> year and missed a lot of school. It was a one-room schoolhouse. She >> really liked watching Little House on the Prairie. The school and life >> reminded her of home. At some point it was divided into 2 rooms, for older >> and younger kids. >> Yes, there was someone who stuck her pigtails in the inkwell! They had >> slates to do their work. One of her "friends" used to change her answers >> to incorrect ones so my mom would get in trouble. >> My uncle has an incredible knowledge of European history. He told me that >> because there was not a lot of books available they had to really learn and >> remember what they had been told, which is why he still remembers all this. >> >> She learned Serbian, both in Latin and Cyrillic letters and German in both >> Latin and Gothic. She also spoke a smattering of other languages because >> of going to two different markets each week to sell farm produce. She >> really loved working at the markets. >> She lived in Hrastovac in western Slavonia, a town of about 700-800 >> residents. She always felt under-educated here in Canada because she only >> went to 5 grades, but I think she was quite intelligent and knew as much as >> people who went through the whole elementary and secondary school systems. >> Maybe not the calculus and trigonometry, but the languages, everyday >> mathematics, history and geography and she certainly knew a lot of growing >> crops and raising farm animals and how to fix just about anything. Very >> practical life skills! >> >> Would anyone like to share stories about school life, especially those of >> you who went to school there? When did school start? What months did it >> run? Did you get let out at certain times to help in the fields? What were >> your teachers like? Where did they come from? How were things different >> in smaller towns and larger towns and cities. >> >> Feel free to share any other stories about childhood life during the good >> times. >> >> Darlene >> >> >> ----------------------------------------------- >> Darlene Dimitrie >> DVHH-L Email List Administrator >> >> >> ------------------------------ >> >> Message: 2 >> Date: Mon, 28 Aug 2017 20:53:50 -0400 >> From: Fran <[email protected]> >> To: "[email protected]" >> <[email protected]> >> Subject: [DVHH] Josef Kartje and Elisabeth Pink of Seultour >> Message-ID: >> <[email protected]d.protection.outlook.com> >> >> Content-Type: text/plain; charset="utf-8" >> >> Does anyone have a Seultour Familienbuch or any other access to find the parents of >> Josef Kartje, born about 1834 in Seultour and married about 1861 to Elisabeth Pink *16.09.1842 of Charleville. >> >> Thank you >> >> Fran Matkovich >> >> Sent from Mail for Windows 10 >> >> >> >> ------------------------------ >> >> Subject: Digest Footer >> >> >> >> ------------------------------ >> >> End of DONAUSCHWABEN-VILLAGES Digest, Vol 10, Issue 163 >> ******************************************************* > > > > ------------------------------- > To unsubscribe from the list, please send an email to [email protected] with the word 'unsubscribe' without the quotes in the subject and the body of the message >

Hi all, I recently returned from a trip to Serbia where I visited my family’s ancestral home in Neue Schowe and the Donauschwaben Memorial in Jarek. As you may know, it took a lot of time and work to get the memorial put up. It was nice to hear that the president of Serbia attended the dedication and, from what I was told, seems to have said the right things. Unfortunately, I could not find a text of his speech. Is anyone on this email who spent time in the Jarek camp and might have known my family members who were also there? The youngest was my distant cousin Elisabeth Poth, who was born in 1919 and died as a slave in Russia. Her mother was also named Elisabeth Poth and her grandmother – and my great grandmother – was Theresia Krieger. I’m looking to gather whatever information might be available on them. Elisabeth Poth Sr. made it to Cleveland and helped raise me. I remember she had a pancake-sized scar on her back. This presumably came from being whipped while in Jarek. I realize that it won’t be easy to find information given all the time that has passed but I figure it is worth a shot. Here is the data on the three of them from the dvhh.org website. Krieger, Theresia, 1866, ref., † im Lager Jarek. Debrezin-Gasse 94 Poth geb. Krieger, Elisabeth, 1895, ref., Cleveland; Debrezin-Gasse 94 Poth, Elisabeth, 1919, ref., † in Rußland; Debrezin-Gasse 94 Thanks! Greg Steinmetz