Good Things come to those who wait…

There were certain things I expected to learn in my German language class: prepositions, the genders of various nouns (DAS bier, DER Wein), how to navigate a city using German, etc.

I did not expect to learn the value of waiting.

As I have learned in my grammar training, the verb most often comes at the end of a German sentence.  (Ich kann nicht deutsch sprechen…) What does that mean? Well, as someone who struggles to learn the language – it means buckle up because this stuff is hard.

But what else does it mean?

It means that one must pay attention, listen and allow the speaker to complete his or her sentence before one can react. It’s been extremely enlightening to observe my class full of diverse students and witness how uncomfortable and unnatural this seems to some of us.  (My American self and my Israeli study partner have certainly been struggling.)

The composition and structure of a sentence has such a simple but powerful impact:

One must hear what a person is saying before barraging them with questions or interrupting. The process has shown me time and time again how strong my instincts are to impatiently rush a discussion or a fellow speaker.

The same idea happens on the streets, as my tendency is to dart across any roads if there is no visible traffic, regardless of the streetlight displaying red or green.  Not so in Germany. People (all people – young, old, bikers, workers, students) wait for the clear sign that it’s now safe to walk.  The notion of breaking the order is not acceptable, and people respect the importance of waiting for all parties involved.

So I have learned.  Whether I am speaking or listening, walking or driving…there’s a value in waiting…and as I tell my 4 year old son, “Everything is not a race!”

Trapper Keepers, First Days, and Walking through the Doorway

Today is the first day “back to school” for my two boys, Felix and Oliver.  Though they are only 4 and 2, their “First Day of School” conjured up powerful emotions in me – and also taught me a lesson by experiencing the day through the lens of a parent.

During grade school years, I remember vividly the annual trip with my mom to K-Mart or one of the big stores to purchase pencils, notebooks, folders…and if I was lucky: a Trapper Keeper! There was something so magical about choosing bright-colored papers, perfectly sharpened pencils, and unblemished erasers…. almost anything seemed possible for the year ahead with fresh school supplies.

Every year there was also the anticipation of sharing the adventures and the “news” of the summer with friends. Today Oliver’s big news was “no more pacifier!” and Felix’s was “I got my first real haircut!” (Certainly over the years these news items will change dramatically.) But along with excitement there is also some anxiety around what changes might occur in the coming year – from new faces to new activities and subjects.

Felix and Oliver both woke up eager to get to school – quickly packing bags with their snacks, racing to get dressed, and running to the tram to reunite with their friends, teachers, and beloved classroom toys.  As we approached the school however– the excitement turned quickly (and visibly) to fear.  Sure, the classroom was appealing with fun toys and crafts and friendly faces; but it was also scary to enter a new stage…even at the age of 2. Or 4. New lesson plans and announcements welcoming new students were hung outside the various doors – all signs of the changes ahead for the boys. Summer had been fun, free, and comfortable – and while today was exciting – change is not easy.

Now we were heading to a new beginning – time to take the next step into an unknown.

Both boys cried, both boys needed extra hugs and kisses, and both boys reluctantly – and fearfully entered their respective classrooms.  They walked through the doorways and after a few minutes, forgot the fears that had grounded them on the other side of the door.  I could hear them both engaged in play and music before I had left the building – fully present and in the moment. Hours later at pick-up time, both boys ran into my arms bursting with “news” and reports on the day and questions about what was for dinner tonight.

I learned something in the short span of hours today…the lessons of the “first day of school” still have resonance.  It’s time for me to walk through a doorway. I admire Felix and Oliver’s steps and their ability to dive into these new environments, even after short-lived moments of crying.   Watching Felix, Oliver and their classmates this morning, and even more so this afternoon – I realized that I have allowed my own self-doubt and anxiety to keep me from leaping into a new stage of life in this new city of Berlin.

I believe parenting involves steadily letting go of one’s children so they can dive in and become the people they are meant to be in the world. Today as a parent I again loosened my grip ever so slightly on these two little boys.  They need to grow, they need to make mistakes, they need to fall down and keep on going – and so do I.  It’s time to let go of my own fears – and walk through a new doorway.


Returning to the sunny side…

The sun is shining in Berlin!

It’s been a while…indeed several months since my last post. There have been busy times and slow times…work and play… travel and rest. I have read articles that sparked my interest, been inspired by forums and art, and struggled with a range of emotions. Somehow the idea of writing became intimidating to me and so I walked away from it.

And now I am back…on a sunny day in July.

This week we celebrated the 4th of July here in Berlin. Hamburgers, hot dogs, ice cream…and German beer. A nice combo I must say.  I gave the boys donuts and we sang “Happy Birthday dear America” at breakfast and sported the red, white and blue all day. (the following day, both boys were back into their Deutschland fussball gear!)

Now attention turns to the main event of the weekend: Felix the fireman (Feuerwehrman) 4th birthday party! More to come…

Welcome Summer!

Sunday Family Brunch: Our first foray into Berlin’s “Kinder Cafés”


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Finding “the sunny side” in Berlin this morning was a challenge – the Siberian forces are still hard at work here in our new city of residence, complete with snow and full cloud cover…so it was time to find an … Continue reading