Mom, author, nurse, teacher . . . reading the world around me

Author: Melissa Johnston Miles

Hiraeth? Why have I never known of this term until now?

OK, in all fairness the word is Welsh. I don’t spend a great deal of time in that part of the world. But still! It perfectly sums up the way I feel about some places that I’ve lived, or even visited in my life. Pronounced Heer-eyeth, the word basically sums up that wistful nostalgia we experience for those places of our past that were special to us. My grandparents lived in a grand old 1800’s farmhouse in Sautee, Georgia. Nestled in the Blue Ridge mountains about 5 minutes from Helen (home of the Georgia version of a good old German Oktoberfest), Sautee is one of the most lovely places I’ve ever seen. And the house! A sprawling two story with heart of pine plank floors and a porch that goes ALL the way around the house. Rocking chairs and swings were placed on all sides, but there wasn’t a bad view from anywhere. When I read Cynthia Rylant’s book, When I was Young in the Mountains, I cried like a baby. I totally got it! That is Hiraeth!
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In my adult life, our time spent in Germany would be my Hiraeth. There was just something magical about living in a place that looked like it had sprung to life from the pages of a picture book. Our village, Erfelden, had half-timbered houses, a footbridge across the river, a beautiful church with a pipe organ from Worms, and so much more. The charm just oozed from it, and I had to pinch myself every day that we really lived there!! The friends we met there still mean the world to me. Thank goodness for Facebook! It keeps me connected to them beautifully.

Don’t get me wrong. I love my life here. I am experiencing a wonderful sense of fulfillment through writing. It has been a wonderful experience. But hiraeth is a term I “get” completely. I think I’ll add it into my vocabulary and pull it out every now and then just for fun. How about you? I’d love to hear of the place that creates this feeling in you. Let me know!

Darmstadt Elementary School…what memories!

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When my husband Lewis told me that he wanted to take a job in Germany, I was apprehensive. We had a second grader with an IEP for Autism and he was receiving excellent services at our school in Georgia. Rincon Elementary was our family school. I was the nurse there and both of our children were students. I loved the principal, the teachers and students. It was not easy to leave the security of our small town and our school to face the unknown. However, I knew that it was important to my husband to have this career experience.

So, I e mailed the principal of the Department of Defense school, Dr. Claus. I just briefly introduced myself to him and explained our situation. The next morning when I woke up and checked my e mail, my in box was full of messages from various people at the school. A personal message from him was the first one I came to. In it, he welcomed us to the community and said that he couldn’t wait to meet us. He explained that he’d taken the liberty of forwarding my message to all of the people who would need to assist us with our transition. I scrolled down the list: the registrar, the counselor, the school nurse, the psychologist, etc. I was welcomed by each staff member and told exactly what paperwork needed to be sent along and exactly what I needed to do to enroll my children in the school. The uncertainty and anxiety vanished. I was so impressed.

I can’t say enough good things about DES. I miss it to this day. The children’s art work gracing the walls, the staff, the support of the military community. I completed my student teaching there, my children went there, and I taught my first group of students there. What wonderful memories. Those who have read my novel will recognize people from the school, and events that went on there. The art auction scene in This She’ll Defend is based on a real event. I still remember Dr. Claus standing there as the auctioneer generating enthusiasm for the bidding. It was a fun night. When I decided to write the novel, I knew that I had to include our experiences at the school.

Life is full of lessons. Some of them good, and some of them painful. Moving our family to Germany was full of lessons– one of the main ones is that sometimes you have to take risks in order to experience all that life has to offer. It would have been “safer” and “easier” to stay right here in Rincon. But we took a risk and tried to experience all that comes with living in another country. I won’t say that 100% of our experience was easy or perfect, because that would simply not be true. There are always challenges in every situation. But I don’t regret it for one second. Our experiences there have become integrated into our family’s matrix like nothing else ever has.

I’d like to take a moment to thank everyone at DES that made our transition so seamless. I’ll never forget it. I think that public education receives so much criticism these days, but I am eternally grateful for all of the wonderful teachers that my children have had–both in Europe through DODDS and stateside.

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