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InteGRATion into
GRATeFULLness
Singing&Sounding keeps me Sound
Es waechst viel Brot in der Winternacht
Much bread does grow in a winter's
night,
2007_04_03 Es waechst viel Brot in der Winternacht Much bread does grow in a winter's night, |
lyrics:
unknown tune: Christa-Rachel Bat-Adam December 2006 |
2010_10_08:
Perhaps the "Time" has come? "By chance" I came across this page today and discovered, that the soundbutton, though appearing on the local site, did not appear on the Internet site. I spontaneously made a new tune, with small reminders of the old tune, and am inserting it here right away, just as I recorded it on my digital recorder, without learning it first and without correcting the inexact tones.... |
After I had inserted this new tune, I scrolled down and saw ~~~~ Mika and Gal!!! and - on the page before- their climbing up and down! Two days ago, when Gal visited Mika, Mika fell down the staircase "rolled herself into the posture of a hedgehog and bumped from stair to stair at least 9 times", said Efrat on the phone, still in extreme shock: "I was sure she was dead!" I told her, that Mika was not meant to die - ever! but that we have to understand, why this was "staged". |
In Winter 1885/86, in the months before her death in
my home,
my Altzheimer sick mother used to "read" a little book over and
over again,
Wise little rhymes in German were in it, nicely, simply illustrated.
The following rhyme she would underline with a pencil over and over again...
[see now the image above the poem and
my notes to it in 1985 in
Learn&Live 4:>Nov.7, 2010]
in 1992-93
Es waechst viel Brot in der Winternacht Und deucht die Welt dich oed und leer |
Much bread does grow in a winter's night, And does the world seem dreary and empty,
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May 5, 1938: for a first time in
a flat of their own, after my father, a young judge of 27 years, let himself be transferred from East Germany to Stuttgart, as if preparing a future in West-Germany for his children after the war, and - for me - in Israel! |
1938
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1938 pregnant with me, during a holiday |
1939,
with me and my baby sister |
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"....Manifestation is meant to be
a playground
where being and doing are fun..."
[Godchannel,
Second Interview with the Folks]
Since Mika's thread has reached
SongGame 2007_03_17,
I've been creating a more comprehensive composition than before:
Not only a sculpture made up of Mika's personal, individual being ~ playing
~ living
but a composition of the major experiences of her family - on this planet
- at this time.
April 13, 2010
continuation
of my experience with Mika and Gal
Mika hadn't heard that bird singing on the tree, and
came late to learn about the papyrus,
because she had been busy creating an artistic composition of a fruit, a leaf
and a flower
Now the girls went over to the swings, but , alas, the
chain of one of them was broken.
Still, Gal wanted to sit in it and I helped her and stood against the poles
to guard her.
But when I pointed out each others' tears to them,
Mika's tear under the left eye and Gal's tear under the right eye, they laughed
heartily
On our walk home, (the multi-colored
Lantana shrub, together with the Hibiscus-shrub, |
No sooner had we come home than once more tears turned into
laughter:
In the garden Gal picked up a heavy stick
(which Mika and I had found recently and placed
above the wall from outside the house)
and hit Mika with it , by accident.
Both girls cried,
but when Efrat could take care of Gal's guilt-feelings,
both girls laughed under tears.
And here is the last scene with the two friends: supper
Gal's mother had complained, that her daughter wasn't
eating anything lately,
so - in order to make Gal eat -
Efrat invented a dialog between the food, that entered Gal's stomach and Gal
herself:
"What are the tomatoes saying?"
"The healthy food makes us strong!"
and the little girls stand on their chairs demonstrating
it!
Daily e-mail quote from "Abraham" (1997) on May 1, 2010 Most who are looking for mates that they haven't quite found yet are so interested in getting to where they're going that they're missing the fun of going there. |
One more flashback: March 22, 2010, Tomer with his
father in Bangkok
[the previous page of this sequence
shows enchanting butter flies in the jungle]
From Bangkok in Thailand to the Jungle in Brazil - two
journeys for young Tomer within 16 days
[then we knew nothing about what terrible crisis
was awaiting him and through him his family on May 3, 2010...]
Continuation of Mika's
"Heaven-on-Earth" , in March 2010, on the Song page of April
4, 2007 |