Ormrod, No. Pinckney, Charles Cotesworth. Charleston : Published by order of the Society, printed by A. Miller, no. P53 Bolling, Philip A. The Speeches of Philip A. Richmond, Printed by T. White, Garrison, William Lloyd. New-York : Printed for the free people of color, G24 Jay, William, J42 Child, Lydia Maria Francis. Newburyport: published by Charles Whipple, Anti-Slavery Convention of American Women. New York: printed by William S. Dorr, Benedict, , Nassau St. Abolitionism Exposed Corrected. By a Physician, Formerly Resident of the South. By a Tennesseean. Philadelphia, J.
Sharp, Carey, John L. Lewis, Market St. Toy, printer, Ballou, Adin. Non-Resistance in Relation to Human Governments. Boston : Non-Resistance society, Notes: "This tract contains the remarks of Adin Ballou at the first annual meeting of the Non-resistance society, held in Boston, Sept. B19 Colton, Calvin. Colonization and Abolition Contrasted. American Board of Commissioners for Foreign Missions.
On Receiving Donations from Holders of Slaves. Boston: Printed by Perkins and Marvin, [? Smith, Gerrit. Smith, James McCune. New York: Published by request, Garnet, Henry Highland. Troy, N. Kneeland and Co. N3 Box 2. Brookes, Iveson L. Publisher Hamburg, S. Bryan, Edward B. Garnett, Muscoe Russell Hunter. Charleston [S. G23 Beecher, Henry Ward. Rochester : Steam press of A. Douglass, Frederick. Dewey, printer, . Phillips, Wendell. P55 Clarke, James Freeman.
C59 Channing, William Ellery. C T6. Tappan, Lewis. The War: Its Cause and Remedy. T35 Van Evrie, John H. Search the online catalog www. Hammon, Jupiter. Hartford: Printed for the author, by the assistance of his friends, . Equiano, Olaudah. First American edition. New-York : Printed and sold by W. Durell, at his book-store and printing-office, No.
Wheatley, Phillis. Poems on Various Subjects, Religious and Moral. John Wheatley, of Boston, in New England. London: Printed for A. Bell, bookseller, Aldgate; and sold by Messrs. Cox and Berry, King-street, Boston. Williams, James. W73 Brown, William Wells. Narrative of William W. B88 Douglass, Frederick. Boston: Anti-Slavery Office, Henson, Josiah. The life of Josiah Henson,formerly a slave, now an inhabitant of Canada,as narrated by himself.
Watson, Henry. Boston: Published by Bela Marsh Green, William, former slave. Narrative of Events in the Life of William Green. Written by himself.. Springfield [Mass. Guernsey, printer, Northup, Soloman. Twelve years a slave :Narrative of Solomon Northup, a citizen of New-York, kidnapped in Washington City in , and rescued in , from a cotton plantation near the Red River, in Louisiana. Auburn [N. Gilbert, Olive. Narrative of Sojourner Truth, a northern slave, emancipated from bodily servitude by the state of New York, in Wilson, Harriet.
Wilson Our. Jacobs, Harriet A. Maria Child. Keckley, Elizabeth. New York : G. Notices of slave sales and rewards for runaway slaves are included in the broadside collection. Boston , April 20th, We cannot but wish and hope sir, that you will have the same grand object, we mean civil and religious liberty, in view in your next session. Colonization Aid Society. Constitution of the Colonization Aid Society. Whereas, we deeply lament the existence of slavery in any part of the American republic, we are unwilling to encroach upon the rights, or do violence to the feelings, of any of our fellow-citizens of the slave-holding states, by an interference with that species of property New York State.
An act to prevent frauds and perjuries at elections, and to prevent slaves from voting. Passed April 9th, Dated: Washington County, December 27, N-YHS copy: manuscript annotation at foot of text reads: [fist] 3 times in N. New York, N. Mesier's Lith 28 Wall St. Turner, Thomas B. A Startling fact!! The vote, however, was reconsidered, and the provision finally rejected by the casting vote of the speaker, Henry Clay Facts for the intelligent voters of Old Essex. Phillips, the son and principal ally of the Free Soil candidate for governor, stated at a Free Soil meeting in Lynn, on Friday evening last, that he had written to Robert Rantoul, Jr.
Commissioner's sale. Danville, Ky. The land is first rate, and the improvements comfortable. Also, at the same time and place, I will sell 13 negroes, likely, consisting of men, women and children McRoberts, com. Lincoln County, October 18, Call No. To the Honorable the members of the Senate and Assembly of the State of New-York: :The undersigned were much surprised to learn that a committee from the Honorable, the Senate of this state, had reported favorable to the petition presented by a body calling themselves "The New-York and Liberia Emigration and Agricultural Association," which petition prays for the appropriation of a large amount of money from the state funds, in aid of said association.
Sectionalism defeated forever. Steamer black Republicanism! John C. Fremont, master. Also, on the first Wednesday of each month, until the 4th of March next, to accommodate all. List of officers Bruce, Helen. Song of the slave bride. Alternate title Home, home, oh weary soul, haste to thy lover's breast. Publisher [United States? Lincoln, Jairus. Anti-Slavery Melodies: for the friends of freedom. Hingam, MA: Elijah B. Gill, Anti-slavery hymns and songs, for the convention at Abington, July 4, Abington, Mass. Hymns for the Liberator soiree, Friday evening, January 24th, Auner's Song and Stationery Store, No.
Dig, dig, dig, or Hush-a-bye baby. Wood, Henry. Poor Uncle Tom. Harriet Beecher Stowe's celebrated work, entitled "Uncle Tom's cabin," and sung nightly, with tremendous applause, by Wood's celebrated Minstrels, at Broadway, N. All hail, ye gallant freemen true! United States: s. Boston, Mass. City Title Position Dates Volumes. African Methodist Episcopal Church Magazine. Rochester, N. The Mirror of Liberty. New-York: David Ruggles, Indiana : S. The Anti-slavery examiner. The Anti-Slavery Record. The Antisavery Reporter and Aborigines' Friend.
London, L. Wild [etc. The library holds a small number of maps relating to slavery. Following are examples of the types of maps available at the library. Reynolds, William C. Bloss, William C. Daguerreotype of Caesar, a slave. Civil War stereographs , some published later stereographs Call No. Photographs of the War of the Rebellion [graphic] Photographs , some printed later.
Stereograph file ca. Stereographs Call No. Subject file [graphic] [ca. Call no. A number of prints cut from newspapers in detail the story of captured slaves who were taken to Liberia on the steam-frigate Niagara. Also included here are group photographs of African American Civil War soldiers and a set of albumen photographs from of paintings by T. Manuscript Collections Relating to Slavery The 14 collections on this website are among the most important of the manuscript collections relating to slavery, held by the New-York Historical Society Library.
It began as a single-room schoolhouse with about forty students, the majority of whom were the children of slaves, and taught them a variety of practical subjects. By the time it was absorbed into the New York City public school system in , it had educated thousands of children, including many who went on to become notable leaders. Hubbard, William. The happiness of a people in the wisdome of their rulers directing and in the obedience of their brethren attending unto what Israel ougho [! Preached at Boston, May 3d.
Boston, Printed by John Foster, An election day address delivered before the leaders of the Massachusetts Bay colony by William Hubbard , a clergyman and historian who studied medicine and theology as a member of the first graduating class of Harvard. Colman, Benjamin. A discourse had in the College-Hall at Cambridge, March Before the baptism of R. Judah Monis… To which are added three discourses written by Mr. Monis himself, The truth, The whole truth, and, Nothing but the truth. Boston: Printed by S.
Kneeland for Daniel Henchman, One discourse by Coleman, a Boston pastor, and three by Judah Monis , a Jew who converted to Christianity shortly before accepting a Christian-only teaching position at Harvard see Entry 5. These discourses, in which Monis uses proofs from Jewish sources to defend the truth of Christianity and Jesus, were part of an attempt to prove sincerity to his new faith. The respected Reverend Increase Mather writes in the preface that Monis the first Jew he knows to have converted is an honest convert and an asset to the Christian religion.
Willard, Samuel. The fountain opened: or, The admirable blessings plentifully to be dispensed at the national conversion of the Jews. From Zech. XIII, I. Second edition. Boston: Printed by B. Green, Religious treatise arguing that the conversion of the Jews to Christianity is inevitable and will lead to much good.
Solomon de Medina , an army contractor for King William III of England and one of the greatest Jewish banker-merchants of his day, was the first Jew to be knighted. The captain filed a libel for the rights to the cargo, but the New York Admiralty rejected it. When the merchants holding the tobacco refused to give it up, Medina sued. As this Decree states, the defendants were found guilty of fraud. They were ordered to turn over all the tobacco they were still holding and pay Medina back for whatever they had sold. Monis, Judah. The first Hebrew grammar printed in America, composed by Judah Monis see Entry 2 , the first Hebrew lecturer in North America and the first Jew to receive a college degree in the American colonies.
Monis wrote this book as a textbook for his students at Harvard and for others who wished to read the Old Testament in its original language. Heavy emphasis on the use of Hebrew vowel points for pronunciation. Franckel, David ben Naphtali Hirchel. Boston: Reprinted and sold by Green and Russell, Originally printed in Berlin, translated from German into English and reprinted in London and Boston.
He patriotically implores God to continue to protect the king and reminds the Jewish community how they had engaged in a day of public prayer and humiliation for this very outcome. Even at a time when Jews had very few political rights in Prussia, there was a growing desire to show their identification with the larger national body.
Sewall, Stephen. An Hebrew grammar. Collected chiefly from those [notes] of Mr. Richard Grey, D. Rector of Hinton, in Northamptonshire. Boston: Printed by R. Draper, for the honorable and reverend president and fellows of Harvard-College, Sewall was the Harvard Hebrew lecturer and the first chair of Hebrew at an American college.
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His textbook replaced the one written by his predecessor, Judah Monis see Entry Pinto, Isaac. New York: Printed by John M. Holt, A. The first complete English translation of a Jewish prayer-book and the first Jewish prayer-book to be published in America. Includes the prayers for the Sabbath and holidays and a prayer for King George according to the tradition of Sephardic Jews.
Translated by Isaac Pinto , Jewish merchant and scholar, member of Congregation Shearith Israel, and one of the first official translators hired by the United States government. Green, Jacob. An inquiry into the constitution and discipline of the Jewish Church; : in order to cast some light on the controversy, concerning qualifications for the sacraments of the New Testament. With an appendix. Entering an ongoing theological debate about the sacraments, Green refutes the claim that the Old Testament covenant between God and the Jewish people proves that church membership and the sacraments must be available to all.
Rather, he argues from the New Testament that only those who are saved can truly enter the Church, and that only God can determine who is saved the Calvinist position. Throughout his life, Green, a reformer, theologian, and minister, was dedicated to purifying the church by raising standards and ensuring that all members were performing good works and leading exemplary lives. Karigal, Haijm Isaac.
A sermon preached at the synagogue, in Newport, Rhode-Island, called "The salvation of Israel:" on the day of Pentecost, or Feast of Weeks, the 6th day of the month Sivan, the year of the creation, or, May 28, Being the anniversary of giving the law at Mount Sinai. Newport, RI: Printed and sold by S. Southwick, Translated from Spanish by Abraham Lopez. Adams, Hannah. With an appendix, containing a brief account of the different schemes of religion now embraced among mankind.
The whole collected from the best authors, ancient and modern. Cursory remarks on men and measures in Georgia. The author goes on to explain that technically Jews should have no rights of citizenship in America and that Jews are not entirely suited for republican government; their insidious plan to take control of the government and outlaw Christianity must be stopped.
Of course, the author assures his readers, he is entirely without prejudice to those of other religions. Ellwood, Thomas. Davideis, the life of David, King of Israel : a sacred poem : in five books. Relates the story of the Biblical King David of Israel in verse. Edwards, Jonathan. Observations on the language of the Muhhekaneew Indians: in which the extent of that language in North America is shewn, its genius is grammatically traced, some of its peculiarities, and some instances of analogy between that and the Hebrew are pointed out New Haven: Josiah Meigs, Primarily a discussion of the Mohegan language and grammar and a lesser discussion of comparative grammar and vocabulary of the Algonquian languages.
Includes comparative glossaries and rules for future researchers when compiling vocabulary lists. Published at the request of the Connecticut Society of Arts and Sciences. DeCordova, Joshua Hezekiah. Reason and faith, or, Philosophical absurdities, and the necessity of revelation. Intended to promote faith among infidels, and the unbounded exercise of humanity among all religious men.
Philadelphia: Printed by F. Bailey, The first extensive, original work on Judaism written and published in America. A defense of revealed religion and divine providence written by Dutch rabbi and preacher Joshua DeCordova for his community in Jamaica to combat what he called the corrupting influences of modern philosophy. He shows how reason and logic, as well as an examination of the miraculous Jewish past, should lead one to embrace God and attain true faith.
This version specifically was printed by a non-Jew for a Christian audience. Letters of certain Jews to Monsieur Voltaire: containing an apology for their own people, and for the Old Testament; with critical reflections and a short commentary extracted from a greater ; in two volumes. Philadelphia: Printed by William Young, bookseller, no.
Levi, David. Davis, for Naphtali Judah, He stresses that he is not a Christian priest or a preacher and therefore has no selfish ulterior motive in writing this book. The book, formatted as a series of letters, sets out to prove that Moses is the author of the Old Testament, the precepts contained within are rational and just, and the history of the Jewish people, in fulfilling Biblical prophecies, proves the existence of God and the divinity of the Bible.
Levi frequently responded to deists, missionaries, and millenarians. Johnson, John B. John Barent. The dealings of God with Israel and America : a discourse, delivered on the fourth of July, Albany: Printed by Charles R. In this sermon delivered on Independence Day, Rev. Seixas, Gershom Mendez. A discourse, delivered in the synagogue in New-York,: on the ninth of May, , observed as a day of humiliation, etc. Conformably to a recommendation of the President of the United States of America.
New York: Printed by William A. A sermon delivered by Rev. Seixas , hazzan cantor and religious leader of Congregation Shearith Israel, New York, on a day of fasting and prayer declared by President Adams during a threatened war with France. He charges the congregants to do their duties as both individuals and members of a community, as Jews and as citizens of the United States. Priestley, Joseph. A comparison of the institutions of Moses with those of the Hindoos and other ancient nations; with Remarks on Mr.
Northumberland [Pa. Kennedy, Priestley explains why aspects of Hinduism are immoral or illogical and then shows how the Jewish equivalent is much better. He then lays out the main principles of Judaism, categorizes the precepts, and in an address to the Jews, predicts that restoration and conversion are coming soon. At the end, A catalogue of books by the author reveals that in addition to theology, Priestly dabbled in chemistry, history, grammar, politics, and more; he actually discovered oxygen and invented soda water.
As a scientist, he tried to fuse Christian theism with Enlightenment rationalism. Crawford, Charles. An essay on the propagation of the gospel : in which there are numerous facts and arguments adduced to prove that many of the Indians in America are descended from the ten tribes The 2d edition. Philadelphia , Printed, and sold by James Humphreys Relying on travel accounts, previous scholarship, and his own observations, Crawford attempts to prove that the American Indians are descendants of the Ten Lost Tribes of Israel see also Entries 14, 47, 71, 81, and He compares Indian customs to Biblical passages and claims that when the Jews are gathered and restored to the land of Israel, the Indians will go with them, relinquishing America to the white man.
Until then, however, the best way to convert the Indians and the Jews is to treat them with tolerance, not contempt. The appendix includes excerpts from letters and speeches of some Indian chiefs as well as notes from a Quaker meeting on aiding the Indians.
Cruden, Alexander. A complete concordance to the Holy Scriptures of the Old and New Testaments: or, A dictionary and alphabetical index to the Bible; very useful to all Christians who seriously read and study the inspired writings… First American edition. Philadelphia: Printed and sold by Kimber, Conrad and Co Some words relating to Jewish custom and ceremony are given to enable better understanding of certain Biblical passages.
Lopez, Moses. A lunar calendar, of the festivals, and other days in the year, observed by the Israelites. Newport, RI. Probably the first Jewish calendar printed in America. Starts at the Hebrew year of and ends in , a period of 54 years Includes the lunar and solar dates of the Jewish holidays, the weekly Sabbath Torah and Haftorah portions, Sabbath start times for the city of New York, and a table of the dominical letters letters assigned to each day of the week of the solar year.
Composed by Moses Lopez , a Jewish clerk and mathematician, and given a stamp of approval by community leader Rev. Seixas see Entry Pretyman, George. An introduction to the study of the Bible: containing proofs of the authenticity and inspiration of the Holy Scriptures; a summary of the history of the Jews; an account of the Jewish sects ; and a brief statement of the contents of the several books of the Old and New Testaments.
Philadelphia: published by James P. In the first section, he deals with the Old Testament, providing proofs of its authenticity, a summary of its content, a history of the Jews, and a brief note on the various historical Jewish sects. The second section is devoted to the New Testament; Pretyman addresses the author, genuineness, date, and language of each gospel. His accounts of Jewish and Christian histories are drawn directly from the Bible, which he treats literally, starting at the creation of the world.
A table in the back shows the places and times each book of the New Testament was written. A Hebrew grammar, selected chiefly from those of Mr. Israel Lyons Richard Grey Second Cambridge edition. Hilliard, printer to the University, Holford, George. With a brief description of the city and temple. Second American edition. Burlington, N. Tappan, David. After the first three days we were all walking around with bumps on our foreheads from banging our heads against the low doorway. Then Peter cushioned it by nailing a towel stuffed with wood shavings to the doorframe. Let's see if it helps!
I'm not doing much schoolwork. I've given myself a vacation until September. Father wants to start tutoring me then, but we have to buy all the books first. There's little change in our lives here. Peter's hair was washed today, but that's nothing special. Mama always treats me like a baby, which I can't stand.
For the rest, things are going better. I don't think Peter's gotten any nicer. He's an obnoxious boy who lies around on his bed all day, only rousing himself to do a little carpentry work before returning to his nap. What a dope! Mama gave me another one of her dreadful sermons this morning. We take the opposite view of everything. Daddy's a sweetheart; he may get mad at me, but it never lasts longer than five minutes. It's a beautiful day outside, nice and hot, and in spite of everything, we make the most of the weather by lounging on the folding bed in the attic.
I've said nothina, but have been enjoyina it while it lasts. I've never seen anything like it, since Mother and Father wouldn't dream of shouting at each other like that. The argument was based on something so trivial it didn't seem worth wasting a single word on it. Oh well, to each his own. Of course, it's very difficult for Peter, who gets caught in the middle, but no one takes Peter seriously anymore, since he's hypersensitive and lazy.
Yesterday he was beside himself with worry because his tongue was blue instead of pink. This rare phenomenon disappeared as quickly as it came. Today he's walking around with a heavy scarf on because he's got a stiff neck. His Highness has been complaining of lumbago too. Aches and pains in his heart, kidneys and lungs are also par for the course. He's an absolute hypochondriac! That's the right word, isn't it? Mother and Mrs. There are enough reasons for the friction.
To give you one small example, Mrs. She's assuming that Mother's can be used for both families. She'll be in for a nasty surprise when she discovers that Mother has followed her lead. Furthermore, Mrs. She's still trying to find out what we've done with our plates! As long as we're in hiding, the plates will remain out of her reach. Since I'm always having accidents, it's just as well! Yesterday I broke one of Mrs. That was my last one. If you were to hear their bungled attempts, you'd laugh your head off.
We've given up pointing out their errors, since correcting them doesn't help anyway. Whenever I quote Mother or Mrs. Last week there was a brief interruption in our monotonous routine. This was provided by Peter — and a book about women. I should explain that Margot and Peter are allowed to read nearly all the books Mr.
Kleiman lends us. But the adults preferred to keep this special book to themselves. This immediately piqued Peter's curiosity. What forbidden fruit did it contain? He snuck off with it when his mother was downstairs talking, and took himself and his booty to the loft. For two days all was well. He threw a fit, took the book away and assumed that would be the end of the business. However, he'd neglected to take his son's curiosity into account. Peter, not in the least fazed by his father's swift action, began thinking up ways to read the rest of this vastly interesting book.
In the meantime, Mrs.
Mother didn't think this particular book was suitable for Margot, but she saw no harm in letting her read most other books. You see, Mrs. To begin with, Margot's a girl, and girls are always more mature than boys. Second, she's already read many serious books and doesn't go looking for those which are no longer forbidden. Third, Margot's much more sensible and intellectually advanced, as a result of her four years at an excellent school. Meanwhile, Peter had thought of a suitable time when no one would be interested in either him or the book.
At seven— thirty in the evening, when the entire family was listening to the radio in the private office, he took his treasure and stole off to the loft again.
He should have been back by eight-thirty, but he was so engrossed in the book that he forgot the time and was just coming down the stairs when his father entered the room. The scene that followed was not surprising: after a slap, a whack and a tug-of-war, the book lay on the table and Peter was in the loft.
This is how matters stood when it was time for the family to eat. Peter stayed upstairs. No one gave him a moment's thought; he'd have to go to bed without his dinner. We continued eating, chatting merrily away, when suddenly we heard a piercing whistle. We lay down our forks and stared at each other, the shock clearly visible on our pale faces.
Then we heard Peter's voice through the chimney: "I won t come down! After much struggling and kicking, Peter wound up in his room with the door shut, and we went on eating. What if Peter were to catch cold? We wouldn't be able to call a doctor. Peter didn't apologize, and returned to the loft. At seven Peter went to the attic again, but was persuaded to come downstairs when Father spoke a few friendly words to him.
After three days of sullen looks and stubborn silence, everything was back to normal.
A lamp has been mounted above my divan bed so that in the future, when I hear the guns going off, I'll be able to pull a cord and switch on the light. I can't use it at the moment because we're keeping our window open a little, day and night. The male members of the van Daan contingent have built a very handy wood-stained food safe, with real screens. Up to now this glorious cupboard has been located in Peter's room, but in the interests of fresh air it's been moved to the attic. Where it once stood, there's now a shelf.
I advised Peter to put his table underneath the shelf, add a nice rug and hang his own cupboard where the table now stands. That might make his little cubbyhole more comfy, though I certainly wouldn't like to sleep there. I'm continually being scolded for my incessant chatter when I'm upstairs. I simply let the words bounce right off me! Madame now has a new trick up her sleeve: trying to get out of washing the pots and pans. If there's a bit of food left at the bottom of the pan, she leaves it to spoil instead of transferring it to a glass dish.
Then in the afternoon when Margot is stuck with cleaning all the pots and pans, Madame exclaims, "Oh, poor Margot, you have so much work to do! Kleiman brings me a couple of books written for girls my age. I'm enthusiastic about the loop ter Heul series. I've enjoyed all of Cissy van Marxveldt's books very much.
I've read The Zaniest Summer four times, and the ludicrous situations still make me laugh. Father and I are currently working on our family tree, and he tells me something about each person as we go along. I've begun my schoolwork. I'm working hard at French, cramming five irregular verbs into my head every day. But I've forgotten much too much of what I learned in school. Peter has taken up his English with great reluctance. A few schoolbooks have just arrived, and I brought a large supply of notebooks, pencils, erasers and labels from home.
Pirn that's our pet name for Father wants me to help him with his Dutch lessons. I'm perfectly willing to tutor him in exchange for his assistance with French and other subjects. But he makes the most unbelievable mistakes! I sometimes listen to the Dutch broadcasts from Fondon. Prince Bernhard recently announced that Princess juliana is expecting a baby in January, which I think is wonderful.
No one here understands why I take such an interest in the Royal Family. A few nights ago I was the topic of discussion, and we all decided I was an ignoramus. As a result, I threw myself into my schoolwork the next day, since I have little desire to still be a freshman when I'm fourteen or fifteen. The fact that I'm hardly allowed to read anything was also discussed. At the moment, Mother's reading Gentlemen, Wives and Servants, and of course I'm not allowed to read it though Margot is! First I have to be more intellectually developed, like my genius of a sister. Then we discussed my ignorance of philosophy, psychology and physiology I immediately looked up these big words in the dictionary!
It's true, I don't know anything about these subjects. But maybe I'll be smarter next year! I've come to the shocking conclusion that I have only one long-sleeved dress and three cardigans to wear in the winter. Father's given me permission to knit a white wool sweater: the yarn isn't very pretty, but it'll be warm, and that's what counts. Some of our clothing was left with friends, but unfortunately we won't be able to get to it until after the war.
Provided it's still there, of course. I'd just finished writing something about Mrs. Thump, I slammed the book shut. There's something happening every day, but I'm too tired and lazy to write it all down. Dreher, who's sick, poor and deaf as a post. At his side, like a useless appendage, is his wife, twenty- seven years younger and equally poor, whose arms and legs are loaded with real and fake bracelets and rings left over from more prosperous days.
This Mr. Dreher has already been a great nuisance to Father, and I've always admired the saintly patience with which he handled this pathetic old man on the phone. When we were still living at home, Mother used to advise him to put a gramophone in front of the receiver, one that would repeat every three minutes, "Yes, Mr. Dreher" and "No, Mr. Dreher," since the old man never understood a word of Father's lengthy replies anyway. Today Mr. Dreher phoned the office and asked Mr. Kugler to come and see him.
Kugler wasn't in the mood and said he would send Miep, but Miep canceled the appointment. Dreher called the office three times, but since Miep was reportedly out the entire afternoon, she had to imitate Bep's voice. Downstairs in the office as well as upstairs in the Annex, there was great hilarity. Now each time the phone rings, Bep says' 'That's Mrs.
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Can't you just picture it? This has got to be the greatest office in the whole wide world. The bosses and the office girls have such fun together! Some evenings I go to the van Daans for a little chat. We eat "mothball cookies" molasses cookies that were stored in a closet that was mothproofed and have a good time. Recently the conversation was about Peter.
I said that he often pats me on the cheek, which I don't like. They asked me in a typically grown-up way whether I could ever learn to love Peter like a brother, since he loves me like a sister. I added that Peter's a bit stiff, perhaps because he's shy. Boys who aren't used to being around girls are like that. I must say that the Annex Committee the men's section is very creative. Listen to the scheme they've come up with to get a message to Mr. Broks, an Opekta Co. They're going to type a letter to a store owner in southern Zealand who is, indirectly, one of Opekta' s customers and ask him to fill out a form and send it back in the enclosed self-addressed envelope.
Father will write the address on the envelope himself. Once the letter is returned from Zealand, the form can be removed and a handwritten message confirming that Father is alive can be inserted in the envelope. This way Mr. Broks can read the letter without suspecting a ruse.
They chose the province of Zealand because it's close to Belgium a letter can easily be smuggled across the border and because no one is allowed to travel there without a special permit. An ordinary salesman like Mr. Broks would never be granted a permit. Yesterday Father put on another act. Groggy with sleep, he stumbled off to bed. His feet were cold, so I lent him my bed socks.
Five minutes later he flung them to the floor. Then he pulled the blankets over his head because the light bothered him. The lamp was switched off, and he gingerly poked his head out from under the covers. It was all very amusing. We started talking about the fact that Peter says Margot is a "buttinsky. Mouschi, the cat, is becoming nicer to me as time goes by, but I'm still somewhat afraid of her. I can't help it. Daddy is always nice to me, and he also understands me much better. At moments like these I can't stand Mother. It's obvious that I'm a stranger to her; she doesn't even know what I think about the most ordinary things.
We were talking about maids and the fact that you're supposed to refer to them as "domestic help" these days. She claimed that when the war is over, that's what they'll want to be called. I didn't quite see it that way. Then she added that I talk about' 'later" so often and that I act as if I were such a lady, even though I'm not, but I don't think building sand castles in the air is such a terrible thing to do, as long as you don't take it too seriously.
At any rate, Daddy usually comes to my defense. Without him I wouldn't be able to stick it out here. I don't get along with Margot very well either. Even though our family never has the same kind of outbursts they have upstairs, I find it far from pleasant. Margot's and Mother's personalities are so alien to me. I understand my girlfriends better than my own mother. Isn't that a shame? For the umpteenth time, Mrs. She's very moody and has been removing more and more of her belongings and locking them up. It's too bad Mother doesn't repay every van Daan "disappearing act" with a Frank "disappearing act.
Margot doesn't need it, since she's naturally good, kind and clever, perfection itself, but I seem to have enough mischief for the two of us. More than once the air has been filled with the van Daans' admonitions and my saucy replies. Father and Mother always defend me fiercely. Without them I wouldn't be able to jump back into the fray with my usual composure. They keep telling me I should talk less, mind my own business and be more modest, but I seem doomed to failure. If Father weren't so patient, I'd have long ago given up hope of ever meeting my parents' quite moderate expectations.
If I take a small helping of a vegetable I loathe and eat potatoes instead, the van Daans, especially Mrs. Have some more," she insists, until Father intervenes and upholds my right to refuse a dish I don't like. Then Mrs. I don't call this a proper upbringing. Anne is terribly spoiled. I'd never allow that. If Anne were my daughter. This is always how her tirades begin and end: "If Anne were my daughter. But to get back to the subject of raising children, yesterday a silence fell after Mrs.
Father then replied, "I think Anne is very well brought up. At least she's learned not to respond to your interminable sermons. As far as the vegetables are concerned, all I have to say is look who's calling the kettle black. The pot calling the ketde black refers of course to Madame herself, since she can't tolerate beans or any kind of cabbage in the evening because they give her "gas.
What a dope, don't you think? In any case, let's hope she stops talking about me. It's so funny to see how quickly Mrs. I don't, and it secredy annoys her no end. I'm dying to tell you about another one of our clashes, but before I do I'd like to say this: I think it's odd that grown-ups quarrel so easily and so often and about such petty matters. Up to now I always thought bickering was just something children did and that they outgrew it.
Often, of course, there's sometimes a reason to have a real quarrel, but the verbal exchanges that take place here are just plain bickering. I should be used to the fact that these squabbles are daily occurrences, but I'm not and never will be as long as I'm the subject of nearly every discussion. They refer to these as "discussions" instead of "quarrels," but Germans don't know the difference!
They criticize everything, and I mean everything, about me: my behavior, my personality, my manners; every inch of me, from head to toe and back again, is the subject of gossip and debate. Harsh words and shouts are constantly being flung at my head, though I'm absolutely not used to it. According to the powers that be, I'm supposed to grin and bear it. But I can't! I have no intention of taking their insults lying down.
I'll show them that Anne Frank wasn't born yesterday. They'll sit up and take notice and keep their big mouths shut when I make them see they ought to attend to their own manners instead of mine. How dare they act that way! It's simply barbaric. I've been astonished, time and again, at such rudeness and most of all. But as soon as I've gotten used to the idea, and that shouldn't take long, I'll give them a taste of their own medicine, and then they'll change their tune! Am I really as bad-mannered, headstrong, stubborn, pushy, stupid, lazy, etc.
No, of course not. I know I have my faults and shortcomings, but they blow them all out of proportion! If you only knew, Kitty, how I seethe when they scold and mock me. It won't take long before I explode with pent-up rage. But enough of that. I've bored you long enough with my quarrels, and yet I can't resist adding a highly interesting dinner conversation. Somehow we landed on the subject of Pirn's extreme diffidence. His modesty is a well-known fact, which even the stupidest person wouldn't dream of questioning. All of a sudden Mrs. This sentence clearly illustrates that she's not exactly what you'd call modest!
In my experience, you get a lot further by being pushy! It will get you nowhere. But, as usual, Mrs. This time, however, instead of addressing me directly, she turned to my parents and said, "You must have a strange outlook on life to be able to say that to Anne. Things were different when I was growing up.
Though they probably haven't changed much since then, except in your modern household! People who flush easily become even more agitated when they feel themselves getting hot under the collar, and they quickly lose to their opponents. The nonflushed mother, who now wanted to have the matter over and done with as quickly as possible, paused for a moment to think before she replied. My husband, Margot and Peter are all exceptionally modest. Your husband, Anne and I, though not exactly the opposite, don't let ourselves be pushed around. Frank, I don't understand what you mean! Honestly, I'm extremely modest and retiring.
How can you say that I'm pushy? If I didn't look out for myself here, no one else would, and I'd soon starve, but that doesn't mean I'm not as modest and retiring as your husband. Not exactly a born debater, she continued her magnificent account in a mixture of German and Dutch, until she got so tangled up in her own words that she finally rose from her chair and was just about to leave the room when her eye fell on me.
You should have seen her! As luck would have it, the moment Mrs. I wasn't doing it on purpose, but I'd followed her tirade so intently that my reaction was completely involuntary. It was a joy to behold. If I could draw, I'd like to have sketched her as she was then. She struck me as so comical, that silly little scatterbrain! I've learned one thing: you only really get to know a person after a fight. Only then can you judge their true character!
Try to picture this. Because we don't have a bathtub, we wash ourselves in a washtub, and because there's only hot water in the office by which I mean the entire lower floor , the seven of us take turns making the most of this great opportunity. But since none of us are alike and are all plagued by varying degrees of modesty, each member of the family has selected a different place to wash.
Peter takes a bath in the office kitchen, even though it has a glass door. When it's time for his bath, he goes around to each of us in turn and announces that we shouldn't walk past the kitchen for the next half hour. He considers this measure to be sufficient. Father bathes in the private office and Mother in the kitchen behind a fire screen, while Margot and I have declared the front office to be our bathing grounds.
Since the curtains are drawn on Saturday afternoon, we scrub ourselves in the dark, while the one who isn't in the bath looks out the window through a chink in the curtains and gazes in wonder at the endlessly amusing people. A week ago I decided I didn't like this spot and have been on the lookout for more comfortable bathing quarters. It was Peter who gave me the idea of setting my washtub in the spacious office bathroom.
I can sit down, turn on the light, lock the door, pour out the water without anyone's help, and all without the fear of being seen. I used my lovely bathroom for the first time on Sunday and, strange as it may seem, I like it better than any other place. The plumber was at work downstairs on Wednesday, moving the water pipes and drains from the office bathroom to the hallway so the pipes won't freeze during a cold winter.
The plumber's visit was far from pleasant. Not only were we not allowed to run water during the day, but the bathroom was also off-limits. I'll tell you how we handled this problem; you may find it unseemly of me to bring it up, but I'm not so prudish about matters of this kind. On the day of our arrival, Father and I improvised a chamber pot, sacrificing a canning jar for this purpose. For the duration of the plumber's visit, canning jars were put into service during the daytime to hold our calls of nature. As far as I was concerned, this wasn't half as difficult as having to sit still all day and not say a word.
You can imagine how hard that was for Miss Quack, Quack, Quack. On ordinary days we have to speak in a whisper; not being able to talk or move at all is ten times worse. After three days of constant sitting, my backside was stiff and sore. Nightly calisthenics helped. At eight o'clock the doorbell suddenly rang. All I could think of was that someone was coming to get us, you know who I mean. But I calmed down when everybody swore it must have been either pranksters or the mailman.
The days here are very quiet. Levinsohn, a little Jewish pharmacist and chemist, is working for Mr. Kugler in the kitchen. Since he's familiar with the entire building, we're in constant dread that he'll take it into his head to go have a look at what used to be the laboratory. We're as still as baby mice.
Who would have guessed three months ago that quicksilver Anne would have to sit so quietly for hours on end, and what's more, that she could? Though we didn't have a large celebration, she was showered with flowers, simple gifts and good food. Apparently the red carnations from her spouse are a family tradition.
Let me pause a moment on the subject of Mrs. She pats him on the cheek and head, hikes up her skirt and makes so-called witty remarks in an effort to get's Pirn's attention. Fortunately, he finds her neither pretty nor charming, so he doesn't respond to her flirtations. As you know, I'm quite the jealous type, and I can't abide her behavior. After all, Mother doesn't act that way toward Mr. From time to time Peter can be very amusing.
He and I have one thing in common: we like to dress up, which makes everyone laugh. One evening we made our appearance, with Peter in one of his mother's skin-tight dresses and me in his suit. He wore a hat; I had a cap on. The grown-ups split their sides laughing, and we enjoyed ourselves every bit as much. Bep bought new skirts for Margot and me at The Bijenkorf. The fabric is hideous, like the burlap bag potatoes come in. Just the kind of thing the department stores wouldn't dare sell in the olden days, now costing We have a nice treat in store: Bep's ordered a correspondence course in shorthand for Margot, Peter and me.
Just you wait, by this time next year we'll be able to take perfect shorthand. In any case, learning to write a secret code like that is really interesting. I have a terrible pain in my index finger on my left hand , so I can't do any ironing. What luck! Fine with me, I like changes. There's always a tiny black cat roaming around the yard, and it reminds me of my dear sweet Moortje. Another reason I welcome the change is that Mama's always carping at me, especially at the table.
Now Margot will have to bear the brunt of it. Or rather, won't, since Mother doesn't make such sarcastic remarks to her. Not to that paragon of virtue! I'm always teasing Margot about being a paragon of virtue these days, and she hates it. Maybe it'll teach her not to be such a goody-goody. High time she learned. To end this hodgepodge of news, a particularly amusing joke told by Mr.
A centipede with a clubfoot. Silly, of course. I'd never want to sleep with Mr. Yesterday Mother and I had another run-in and she really kicked up a fuss. She told Daddy all my sins and I started to cry, which made me cry too, and I already had such an awful headache. I finally told Daddy that I love "him" more than I do Mother, to which he replied that it was just a passing phase, but I don't think so. I simply can't stand Mother, and I have to force myself not to snap at her all the time, and to stay calm, when I'd rather slap her across the face.
I don't know why I've taken such a terrible dislike to her. Daddy says that if Mother isn't feeling well or has a headache, I should volunteer to help her, but I'm not going to because I don't love her and don't enjoy doing it. I can imagine Mother dying someday, but Daddy's death seems inconceivable.
It's very mean of me, but that's how I feel. I hope Mother will never read this or anything else I've written. I've been allowed to read more grown-up books lately. Eva's Youth by Nico van Suchtelen is currently keeping me busy. I don't think there's much of a difference between this and books for teenage girls. Eva thought that children grew on trees, like apples, and that the stork plucked them off the tree when they were ripe and brought them to the mothers. In those moments of fully immersed attention, we may absorb things, under the radar, that would normally pass us by or put us on high alert.
Later, we may find ourselves thinking that some idea or concept is coming from our own brilliant, fertile minds, when, in reality, it was planted there by the story we just heard or read. Every Time by Maria Konnikova. Excellent insights into the power of storytelling. Do you know what a Sunset Town is? Or how dangerous "driving while black" has always been? A company can position itself against giant competitors through storytelling.
Without context, it's just stuff. Well, at least half of it. She clicked on a story about an old picture. Her eyes widened. Could it? Smith, on Cider Spoon Stories, Research shows that narrative skills are largely shaped by habitual verbal interaction between parents and children. In other words, it is in talking to their parents or other caregivers that kids learn how to tell stories She explains that it may take from a few weeks to a couple of years, and one client says that while he may at first be speaking to his parents, he is also talking about his life for his grandchildren and later heirs.
A hundred years later, Stepan Miskjian's granddaughter discovers her grandfather's long-long journals of trying to stay alive through the Turkish genocide of Armenians as World War I rages. This book alternates his memories of that horrible time well told and her story of retracing his steps not quite so interesting. Victoria Costello's essay on storytelling approaches to illness narratives Nieman StoryBoard Costello the author of A Lethal Inheritance: A Mother Uncovers the Science Behind Three Generations of Mental Illness writes about illness narrative as an interactive experience, and about three common plotlines: the restitution narrative, the chaos narrative, and the quest narrative.
The line that should be most closely tended is the line of trust between writer and reader. Attention, book publishers! I transform the worthless into worthy, the bad into good, give permanence to the disposable through art. Each personal historian is different. Here's the program description. One study looked at four themes in people's narratives: Agency Do you see yourself as able to influence and respond to events in yr life or are you battered by external forces?
Read the story to learn what they found. Send this to your sister, as my brother did to me! Later I would look at the photos I took and see the top of the truck just behind it. It had been halted — and the driver killed — just one short block away. When we tell a story we exercise control, but in such a way as to leave a gap, an opening. It is a version, but never the final one.
And perhaps we hope that the silences will be heard by someone else, and the story can continue, can be retold. Her book, never intended for publication, ''just poured out,'' said Charley Kempthorne, a part-time farmer who taught a writing class at the Manhattan Adult Learning Center. One to Israel, and sweat of the brow toil and settlement. One to misery and mass graves in the Holocaust. Burnett, U. And they worked in the fields alongside Japanese farmworkers, and Black farmworkers, and Mexican and Chicano farmworkers — the laboring classes.
They may be locked in a safe-deposit box, wrapped in tissue in a closet or entombed in a plastic container in a storage unit. They might be faded or torn, eaten by moths and the passage of time. Rescuing a family artifact takes thought and often money. But the act of saving it and honoring it can be tremendously satisfying….
Once she discovered that her grandfather had been a brutal SS officer during World War II, she decided to devote her life to digging into the truth. Unlocking the secrets of her family showed Julie the worst, and then the best, of humankind. When I upgraded my iPhone last year, I kept the old one and, just to be safe, saved the messages to a digital voice recorder. I had a trove of verbal memories.
Look at me and tell me to my face why you should lynch me. Citizens opposed opening of an I. Petersburg Times , in which Burroway describes what she learned about grief after her son Tim Eysselinck, a former Ranger and Army captain, committed suicide after finishing work in Iraq. Woolf comparing the theories of Erik Erikson and Robert Butler, both of whom conclude that "a positive resolution of the life review results in a reorganization of the personality. First "fascinating and addictive" life stories prepare for a long read posted after David Brooks asked, on the NY Times Op Ed page : If you are over BBC Radio4's answer to StoryCorps: Capturing the nation in conversation to build a unique picture of our lives today and preserve it for future generations.
In Nashville, a "non-rhotic" accent — as it's technically known — often a sign of affluence, he says. There's also the more working-class sound of country music. Dialect experts say the city is really a hodgepodge of southern sounds, without the distinct features from places like New Orleans or Savannah.
It sounds like a lot, but that last point is something you can do right now. People tell me the simple act of storytelling gives meaning, or can at least clear the path to it Making a narrative out of the events in your life provides clarity. It offers a framework that goes beyond the day-to-day.
And we all have the power to tell or to re-tell our life story in more positive ways. What a wonderful idea and event! Note what he did with their emails. Gross, D Magazine, Feb. Or talked to. His likeness and life story will be preserved for eternity in a 3-D holographic moving image, which future generations can talk to. It taught me not to wait for a seemingly perfect time, which never seems to arrive.
A daughter whose mother is 94 cares for the generations before and after her, living their lives and preserving their memories. Can a memoirist write with total honesty if she is worried about what her son might think? How will you be remembered after you die? So you want to pay some attention to it while something can still be done.
Bess Lovejoy, Mental Floss and here photos matter! Knowing a person's story helps caregivers relate to a patient. As part of a project called My Life, My Story, volunteers write up a patient's life story, a thousand-word biography, and attach it to the patient's medical record so any doctor or nurse can read it. Some research suggests that when caregivers know their patients better, those patients have improved health outcomes.
A study "looked at what happened when radiologists were simply given a photo of the patients whose scans they were reading. But is anyone listening to Mormor? John took my life writing course, and his stories were excellent even then! How one woman chronicled her life in a series of sketches Sabine Durrant, Daily Mail, Ann Frewer's book, Life, the Greatest Privilege , makes a lovely gift. It was about honoring what we all overcome every day to be where we are Great story; amazing photographs.
Read and listen. Son and grandson ended up flipping through the pages for over an hour, and story after story rushed out. His grandson made a documentary of them. Then the stories about survival were often embroidered with lies and fabrication. The war was over, but we were different from other young people, quieter, more careful whom we talk to, feeling still unsafe.
Many years passed, and now unexpectedly I found that there are others with similar pasts, and hidden memories. Janet Burroway, St. Petersburg Press While I can't be sure that I have added any days to those lives, I am certain that, for my subjects and their families, helping tell their stories has saved their lives by creating a little piece of immortality. I do know that telling my dad's story helped preserve his life and gave new meaning to my own. With cursive skills declining, how will we read them? Debra Bruno, Washington Post, Volunteers are typing transcripts. Many volunteers will be needed.
But reading documents from earlier centuries has been a struggle also. We can do it again. The story, with photos. It is positively remarkable that this entire body of intercontinental correspondence has been preserved, first for many decades by those getting the letters on both sides of the ocean, then again by those same recipients departing Europe for South America. Those letters were considered so important, they were among the few items that those fleeing brought along on their journeys.
Afterwards, the precious papers were kept by the descendants of the long-since deceased writers. Pieced together from Movietone News footage made available by the Moving Image Research Collections at the University of South Carolina, this short film features interviews with elderly people across the US shot in Those funny tales and memories needn't fade with time and distance. West Moss, Timber: A Journal of New Writing, "Whether or not they are accurate or true whatever that means , the memories we choose to harp on, the stories about ourselves that we choose to tell over and over again, are a kind of identity formation, a way in which we construct our own narratives The more often we remember an event, the further it strays from the original, like a crayon drawing of a Xerox copy So I wonder at the preponderance of the good memories filling my consciousness as he lay dying Mike Shatzkin, who blogs about publishing and digital change, posted this entry between engagements; it is a fascinating example of history made vivid through personal history.
Amazon review: "This is a book without traditional heroes, but one in which you'll find yourself rooting for the non-heroes who struggle to give meaning to their lives, the daughter by walking and the father by selling his daughter's books along the way. Both finally have the time to explore and try to overcome memories of bad times in their relationship, and both realize the time remaining to mend their ways is short. Hagerty, Wall Street Journal, Workshops on writing your own obituary are helpful if you worry that your survivors will leave out facts and details about your life that they often may not even know about -- or that they will fail to capture the essence of your life.
You can probably find a workshop or a writer near you, to help you write yours. Help your survivors by making this one task they don't have to do on their own in the stressful and too-short time after you've died. We can touch their surface, feel their weight. Objects have purpose. They do things that shape lives and events.
Those aluminum cups that we always pulled out for outdoor picnics The mixing bowls in the kitchen, the colored blocks we stacked as toddlers, the funnies from the Detroit Free Press. Dictatorship is always a bad solution. Violence is always a bad solution. Keep democracy alive. Fight for democracy, for freedom, for peace. Dargols himself worried about the day when all the veterans will be gone. The other was a victim. How their grandsons now create art together. Edokko means child of Edo — Tokyo's former name. He was the son of Russian Jewish musicians who fled persecution during the Bolshevik Revolution, then moved around the world as Adolf Hitler began his rise — from Germany to France and, in , to Japan, where Shapiro was born.
Young speaks with Shapiro about his life and experiences during the war. Memoirs used to be the territory of the famous, the intrepid, or the afflicted. Today, everyone's getting into the act, often with the help of a personal historian. Our Storied Lives: Narrating, Navigating Adversity about how we change our stories as life changes us. The tales we tell hold powerful sway over our memories, behaviors and even identities, according to research from the burgeoning field of narrative psychology.
Do check out these photos, and read about the project: Photo project gives voice to 'backbone of America' Wayne Drash, CNN, , with video, photos, text. What's Yours? Shortly before Connie Dunlap died in October, she sat in front of a camera focused in a tight close-up and talked about her faith and how it shaped her battle against cancer Ken Kurita of Videon Productions teared up as he showed a video taken of his father, Dr.
Kenji Kurita, who died in January. Then one man got him talking. David Montero, Los Angeles Times, Only of the ship's crew made it out alive. Sometimes memories are so painful that it takes patience and time to get the storyteller to let them unfold. Can someone provide publishing details? How I found the report cards, and how they changed my life. Searching for Marie Garaventa 3. Lucille Fasanalla saved the romper she made as a student at Manhattan Trade her whole life. Making stuffed animals for John and Caroline Kennedy. Rose Vrana is She went to trade school in the s.
I found her report card. Then I found her 7. The saddest story in the report cards I found—and how it came to have a happy ending. Cook, Philadelphia Inquirer, philly. The result is a moving portrait of him. That is how I get through things. Roode, Modern Heirloom Books, We all take pictures of the milestones, big and little: the first days of school, the first lost tooth, high school graduation, and of course, birthdays. But what of the everyday moments? The in-between that, really, is the essence of our lives? Louis Post-Dispatch, May Then the whole episode became an exhibit.
A New York Times investigation uncovers some of their stories and the failings of the system that put them there. She finds typing to be easier than holding a pen to write, but still saw her blog as private diary. How reminiscing and remembering the past helps seniors. Bohanek for Journal of Family Life Bottom line: Children benefit from knowing about their relatives.
Leiken, for her mother to answer each week. It then emails the questions to Ms. Mills, and when she replies, her answers go to her family and are stored on a website where they can read them privately. It is one of a handful of new companies focused on enabling people to collect their family histories. Jamison, Forbes, Capturing the founder's story of how a family firm developed and thrived, giving future generations a narrative and an account of core values, can help keep the family firm going.
He died at age 56 some 40 years ago, but the sculptures still live. Southwestern Historical Quarterly, Vol. Listen to great interviews. State folklorist Claude Stephenson trimmed oral portraits down to words timed at 1. Danielsen, Part 2. Very helpful for beginning personal historians and their clients. This story of women secretly recruited during WWII to calculate weapons' trajectories for fighting U. See how she reacts. My Life Films combine music, photos, clips and interviews to celebrate the lives of those with dementia — and help carers build better patient relationships.
This might explain why when one member of an older couple experiences a drop in cognitive function, the other soon follows. Our memory systems are more of a shared resource than we realise. The patients often tell me that they've lost the thread of their own life stories: They can barely remember their pre-hospital lives and find it hard to imagine what might happen next. On a good day, storycare helps them to reclaim their sense of wonder and suspense--and, surprisingly, laughter--even in the midst of their suffering. Here are answers to frequently asked questions.
Steve Pender's blog entry about African concept that you are truly dead when you are no longer remembered. But now I am like a reporter with an empty notebook The past is a country that issues no visas. We can only enter it illegally We are each of us an endangered species. When we die, our species disappears with us. Nobody like us will ever exist again. Marcia Passos Duffy SeniorJournal. But get the stories before a person's memory fades, before those memories are gone forever. Writing anonymously, a happily pregnant but exhaustingly nauseated and hour "morning sick" young woman writes about the secrecy and denial with which countless women cloak their first trimester.
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Are we really trying to protect a woman from sharing that she had a miscarriage, signaling to her that this is something she should want to keep hidden? Or are we trying to protect our culture from admitting that not all pregnancies are beautiful and easy and make it to term, and that that loss can be absolutely devastating? You're more than the star and author of your own life story. You're also the spin master. How you tell your tale reveals whether you see yourself as victim or victor, even when your story veers from the life you lived. There's a burgeoning effort among estate planners, educators and financial advisers to encourage older people to get their stories recorded.
This story is about four personal historians who help make that happen. David Pogue, Pogue's Posts on Technology , writes about problems in deterioration, stickiness, poor storage quality, online storage sites going out of business overnight, technologies changing and equipment for reading data becoming obsolete. Enjoy the videos, but for preservation, consider the book. History teachers everywhere: Read this story!
A Six-Word Memoir is the story of your life—some part of it or all of it—told in exactly six words. For example: attributed to Hemingway: "For Sale: baby shoes, never worn. In Larry Smith and Rachel Fershleiser invited Smith readers to describe their life in just six words. Bob Redman: "After cancer, I became a semicolon. See more on Wikipedia. See also YouTube exercise to prep you for writing your own six-word memoir. Phillips, WSJ, A generation of Tom Clark's high school history students have been tracking down the families of Indiana's war dead and creating an archive of their stories.
If even a hint of a digital afterlife is possible, then of course the person I want to make immortal is my father I have the option of allowing the Dadbot to converse with my family out loud, via Alexa though unnervingly, his responses would come out in her voice But what the bot can reasonably be taught to do is mimic how my dad talks—and how my dad talks is perhaps the most charming and idiosyncratic thing about him.
Fascinating article about the nature and relationship of memory and storytelling, and the fallibility and malleability of human memory. Ann Banks, My Turn, Newsweek. Don't underestimate the power of storytelling. It got folks through the Depression. It can work now, too. The single most important thing you can do for your family may be the simplest of all: develop a strong family narrative. Marshall P. ESL teachers in a middle school in North Dakota give refugee students a chance to tell their stories of loss and violence, by giving them a place to feel safe and build trusting relationships.
I don't mean the voice in your head that speaks to you about things you'd rather not hear, like 'get your butt to the gym,' or 'you need to call your mother. For people with dementia, storytelling sparks rich and imaginative responses, even from those who have forgotten the names of their loved ones.
For psychiatry patients being treated for severe depression, wondertales full of breathtaking suspense can help them regain their desire to discover what happens next — in the story, and in their own lives. In the palliative unit, I listen to life-stories, share tales of wisdom from around the world, and we laugh, too, despite the solemn setting. Host Michael Krasny, Forum, hosts hour-long show with David Isay, featuring ten compelling true stories told by ordinary people — history from the bottom up, as collected in Listening Is an Act of Love.
Andrew Shaffer's excellent evaluation of the pros and cons of using the StoryCorps app for Oral History Review, Here's an interview with Studs Terkel , for example. Five years ago the Hospital of Chartres started hiring a family biographer for patients in their oncology department. Peer-to-peer storytelling may help African-Americans deal with high blood pressure, according to a new study. Her process engaged not just the students but their parents, too. Every page is handwritten right on the spot.
Then one day, it just does The caregiving is over, but instead of feeling relieved, I feel worse. Mike Finn's story of a surfboard on the front of a house being lost and finding its way home again to new owners. In the hardcover edition of her father's story, she left out the photos, as they lied -- they captured who the family wanted to be, rather than who they were.
In the paperback edition In the Darkroom , she included photos--as capturing a kind of truth, the "fluidity of identity" as one reader puts it, and in some cases the final images of relatives soon to die in the Holocaust. Seems to be mostly famous families. Susan Owens is part of a growing trend of entrepreneurs personal historians who capture the stories of older generations. Important mostly as a concept: Make a book of photos of the things of significance in your life -- add stories, including the history behind the things important in your life.
Home, Dismantled Olivia Judson 2. Scenes of Confusion 3. Stalin and Soap Olivia Judson 4. A Piece of DNA 6. Garland, Retiring, Your Money, NY Times, Storytelling, so important in late life, may be facilitated in many ways, including Guided Autobiography classes in which participants write stories to read aloud each week, on themes such as Money and Work , other forms of memoir writing workshops, telling one's story to a hired personal historian to be captured in print, audio, or video , or participating in dignity therapy as part of end-of-life treatment. I am mentioned in this piece, and colleagues Cheryl Svensson and Bill Erwin are quoted at length.
They fell in love. But Nevada's race laws prohibited "miscegenation" and said they could not marry. But that wasn't Sue's only problem. Her father had Alzheimer's disease and his fading memory and agitated behaviour made it hard for caregivers to understand his needs. But as Newton-Small leafed through the lengthy form, she had a hunch that it was not the best approach. So, at the risk of the staff thinking she was "weird," she offered to use her professional skills to write her father's story for them The experience was so powerful that Newton-Small began compiling stories for others, first as a favour to friends and then as a start-up business that provides memory care facilities with online profiles Her vision was to create a personal oral history of each of the 10 elders, capturing their reflections on the past and the changes they had seen in their lives.
All were deported upon arrival in New York. For families and family advisors, we must at least attempt to address these story objects to avoid contentious issues later and perhaps build a more positive outcome for our families. And in doing so, we give these objects new purpose, and we give our family a shared story.
Michael Lenehan's fascinating conversation with Studs Terkel on when and how much it is okay to cut and paste rearrange material from an interview to make it seem as if that's the way the interview subject said it. Should also be read by all transcribers and personal historians. Gather together a couple of people from separate generations and branches of the family tree and do some photo identification and preservation. Set aside an hour between or after the meal to pull out a photo album, scrapbook, slides, family film and video, or those love letters in shoeboxes tied-up with string.
She concludes: "Everything I own has a story: It may not have started out as my story, but when I chose to bring it into my life, it became part of it. We all write our own history, and our stuff is often the only thing left to tell that story. I don't want my story to be a bunch of junk that doesn't mean anything.
On other topics, watch her after a short ad talk about What Others Will Think. Click on subheads and see what she says about Structure, Direction, and Details--all previews for her book, Thinking About Memoir. Stop tweeting, texting and multitasking for a minute. Instead, tell your story. Michael McQueen, Ode magazine , October I was struck by the things that were important to him but had gone unspoken, and by how much we had in common His mother was from Ireland but in his Italian family Ireland got short shrift. Finally, he went there. Danielsen, Documented Legacy. Her story -- told through interviews and letters from the time -- is a rare glimpse at a piece of the World War II experience.
Here are five that moved us. Friedman NY Times, About the accuracy of nostalgia and how the brain records memories. Friedman concludes: "if anything marks us as human, it's more our bent for making sense of things than for discovering the essential truth about them. More than have now been collected. Each year a prize is offered with the promise of publication, to persuade diarists to entrust their writing to the archive. Margot Friedlander hid for 13 months before being discovered in April and sent to Theresienstadt Concentration Camp in what is now the Czech Republic.
After her husband's death in , Friedlander took a memoir-writing class at the 92nd St. Y in Manhattan. I had all these stories in my head. Everything started coming back to me, many things that I pushed aside for years. The group "focuses on the day-to-day lives and experiences of women and encourages them to write stories ranging from difficult subjects such as rape, abuse and terminal illness to the seemingly mundane and hilarious. Rachel L. Now comes the task of making amends. Listen to 40 stories on Cowbird.
A wonderful story. Have we been living a life aligned with our values? Would our time on earth have made a difference to anyone or anything? What would we be leaving behind for those we love? What responsibilities would be left dangling? Have we been taking full advantage of this one precious life, both for ourselves and for others? What would be our legacy? We are building our legacy continuously by the way we lead our lives, whether consciously or not. The actions and contributions we make every day are the components that will structure our remembered self.
Olive Lowe, Life Stories by Liv, "It is not what we experience, but the way we experience it, that makes our stories unique First and foremost, the goal of writing should be selfish—it is a therapeutic process, helping you reflect on, make sense of, and even find closure to events in your life. Secondly, good stories deserve to be told, not necessarily on a loudspeaker broadcast to the entire world, but in meaningful ways to those close to you. Quite a Bit, Research Shows John Tierney, NY Times, Nostalgia, long considered a disorder, is now recognized to counteract loneliness, boredom and anxiety — making life seem more meaningful and death less frightening.
Bettyan Schmidt guesting on Women's Memoirs urges you to include stories with those scrapbook photos, not just headings: Tell stories about the memories those photos represent. Kira M. Newman, Greater Good, If your life were a movie, where would the plot be headed right now? Newman discusses three common life themes: communion, agency, and redemption. At their most basic, these works preserve the stories of suffering and greatness that can remind younger generations of what came before them.
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But a new group of wealthy entrepreneurs and family business executives are using the past as action plans to guide change in themselves or their family. Wealth management firms are in on the action, with historians on staff. There are also independent historians ready to serve paying clients. Both family health histories and family business histories may be helpful, if difficult, and there are a couple of ways of dealing with honest but negative stories. We have to find our own ways to tell them.
Similarly, see her previous book: Thoughts from a Queen-Sized Bed about what it means to be married for almost forty years. Green, already adept at distilling, took Jack Daniel under his wing and, after the Civil War and the end of slavery, went to work for him in his fledgling whiskey operation. The same series of events — becoming a parent, getting a divorce, losing a loved one, finding a job — can be a tale of resilience and restoration or misfortune and regret.
See examples on her website. Part 1 by Mary Patricia Voell Legacies, Part 2. A Partial List Legacies, Practical tips for sharing the "release" of catch and release. Is it kind? Is it necessary? Are they yours to tell? See review Variety of this "vital and sobering" film, which "unveils the secret diarists of the Warsaw Ghetto, who testified on every page to the life that the Nazis tried to bury. PJ Grisar, Forward, By the third week of writing together, the girls -- mostly abandoned by their mothers who favored drugs or abusive boyfriends instead of their daughters -- were sitting in the laps of the older women, reading their new poems aloud.
Whatever you do, be prepared to fall down a rabbit hole, Ms. Koch-Bostic said. But for the president, they may also revive old pain. Joy Hunter recalls a remarkable life, working in Churchill's War Rooms and attending the historic Potsdam conference in What is the engine that keeps you up late at night or gets you going in the morning? Where is your happy place? What stands between you and your ultimate dream?
Heavy questions. One researcher believes that writing down the answers can be decisive for students. The concept is based on the idea that we all have a personal narrative that shapes our view of the world and ourselves.