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Saturday, December 1, 2012

From Russia with Love or 007 Christmas


From Kenneth Anderson, Denmark

A RUSSIAN CHRISTMAS STORY - "FOR ALWAYS"
by Will Fish

In 1994, two Americans answered an invitation from the Russian Department of Education to teach morals and ethics (based on biblical principles) in the public schools.  They were invited to teach at prisons, businesses, the fire and police departments and a large orphanage.  About 100 boys and girls who had been abandoned, abused, and left in the care of a government-run program were in the orphanage.  They relate the following story in their own words: "It was nearing the holiday season, 1994, time for our orphans to hear-for the first time-the traditional story of Christmas.  We told them about Mary and Joseph arriving in Bethlehem. Finding no room in the inn, the couple went to a stable, where the baby Jesus was born and placed in a manger. Throughout the story, the children and orphanage staff sat in amazement as they listened. Some sat on the edges of their stools, trying to grasp every word.

Completing the story, we gave the children three small pieces of cardboard to make a crude manger.  Each child was given a small paper square, cut from yellow napkins I had brought with me.  No colored paper was available in the city.  Following instructions, the children tore the paper and carefully laid strips in the manger for straw.  Small squares of flannel, cut from a worn-out nightgown an American lady was throwing away as she left Russia, were used for the baby's blanket.  A doll-like baby was cut from tan felt we had brought from the United States.

The orphans were busy assembling their manger as I walked among them to see if they needed any help.  All went well until I got to one table where little Misha sat--he looked to be about 6 years old and had finished his project. As I looked at the little boy's manger, I was startled to see not one, but two babies in the manger.

Quickly, I called for the translator to ask the lad why there were two babies in the manger.  Crossing his arms in front of him and looking at his completed manger scene, the child began to repeat the story very seriously. For such a young boy, who had only heard the Christmas story once, he related the happenings accurately--until he came to the part where Mary put the baby Jesus in the manger.

Then Misha started to ad lib.  He made up his own ending to the story as he said, "And when Maria laid the baby in the manger, Jesus looked at me and asked me if I had a place to stay.  I told him I have no mamma and I have no papa, so I don't have any place to stay.  Then Jesus told me I could stay with him.  But I told him I couldn't, because I didn't have a gift to give him like everybody else did. But I wanted to stay with Jesus so much, so I thought about what I had that maybe I could use for a gift.  I thought maybe if I kept him warm, that would be a good gift.  So I asked Jesus, “If I keep you warm, will that be a good enough gift?" And Jesus told me, "If you keep me warm, that will be the best gift anybody ever gave me."  "So I got into the manger, and then Jesus looked at me and he told me I could stay with him---for always."

As little Misha finished his story, his eyes brimmed full of tears that splashed down his little cheeks.  Putting his hand over his face, his head dropped to the table and his shoulders shook as he sobbed and sobbed.  The little orphan had found someone who would never abandon nor abuse him, someone who would stay with him--FOR ALWAYS.

Happy Holidays!


Friday, November 30, 2012

Howards in December Concerts


Concerts for December
December 3 Philharmonic (Megan and Kyle) 6:15
December 6 THS Choirs 7:30 pm
December 11 THS Band 7:30 (don't need to come to this if you can attend December 3, Kyle is most excited about making it into that)
Dec 18 Wasatch Choir and Band Concert at 6:00 pm - Matthew is in both
 
No word on the solos concert for Kyle and Alyssa with Hale Center theater.
 
AnnMarie

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Eva Needs Michael's Address


Dear Myrna,

Is this Michael's newest adress?  

5951  Riverside Dr.   #158
Chino,  CA    91710

 I'm trying to get all of mly missionary Christmas Cards done so I can mail them early.  Some have a very long ways to go..

Have  good rest of the week.

Love,

Eva

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Thanks for update about Dad


Mom,

Thanks for the update. I am glad that this will help him with his contacts and eye situation. I am glad that he was in a good mood after going so long without food...I know how his body reacts to fasting...I might not have been so happy. 

Glad that you survived that horrible traffic from Salt Lake to Provo. I don't know how Utah Valley commuters do that drive every day. 

I am so grateful that Julie can do things like making dinner for you. What a nice daughter she is. 

Love you also, 

Melanie

About Dad

That was one LONG day for both of us. The surgery was scheduled for 11 a.m. Just before we left home, they called and scheduled it for an hour and a half later. We still waited and waited. They finally took Dad in at 3 p.m. By the time all was said and done, we did not leave there until dusk. I got to drive home in the dark. :) (You all know how I love that.) But it was not bad. Poor Dad, he had gone without food since 7 p.m. the night before. Thanks to Julie, we came home to roast and brown rice which she had cooked and left in the oven for us. I tried to get Dad to eat a banana on the way but he did not feel like it. (WHAT?? You know how he loves slightly green bananas. He must feel really lousy.)

When I say it was a long day for both of us, that is because I had to impatiently (I was the impatient one, not Dad.) wait with Dad. I was perched on a little doctor's stool. They took us back to the prep room not long after we got there and got Dad ready. Then we waited and waited and waited. Of course, if it had been Dad who was the person needing the extra time we would have been thankful that the doctor gave him the time so we tried to be cheerful.

Dad looks pretty good, considering that they cut out a chunk of his eyelids. They also tightened the muscle that holds the eyes open. He has wide, wide eyes now, even though they are both black. The doctor said that by morning we can expect them to be swollen shut so, for a few more days, no one will be able to see how wide and nice they are. He has to sleep either in a recliner or on top of three pillows. He gets to wear an ice bag over his eyes for the next couple of days off and on. He gets to take extra-strength Tylenol for the next couple of days, as well. I was feeling really sorry for him until they wheeled another patient into the same discharge room we were in. It is sort of a little good-bye room with recliners that they have the patient sit in until they have their sea legs and while the spouse (or whatever) goes to get the car. The woman's whole lower jaw was swathed in an elastic-style brace/bandage and she was complaining about extreme pain. I still feel sorry for Dad, of course, but I am glad he was not in that situation. UGH!

In six weeks we go back to the doctor. And, hopefully, that should be that.

Dad's RN was a person that Auntie Helen had trained in nursing. Her maiden name was Anderson. Her first name was Alys (said Alice). She was so happy to wait on a relative of Auntie's that we got the royal treatment. She was the nurse who got him ready for the surgery and who kept tabs on him while we waited and waited. (The Primary song: "Pioneer Children Sang As They Walked and Walked and Walked" made me think of Dad. "LHT joked as he waited and waited and waited. . .")

I am just thankful that, even though I drove through the rush hour traffic of Salt Lake City, I got us home in one piece and that I did not make any driving mistakes. When they remodeled the freeway, they should have added a fifth and sixth lane I am thinking. We did the bumper to bumper traffic on the way to Provo and I was in the HOV lane. What does that tell you? At least I didn't have to worry about speeding. 

I just gave Dad his last meds of the day and fixed his ice pack so he is tucked in for the night (or until the ice melts). I am heading to bed myself. 

We love you all.

Monday, November 26, 2012

Christmas Tree Bubble Lights


Myrna wrote: Do you remember how magical it seemed when these liquid-filled Christmas tree candle lights warmed up and started bubbling? My Grandmother and I had these on our tree. Aunt Renee and Uncle Max also had a set.

Connie Trauntvein Lumsden wrote: "We had bubble lites also, couldn't wait for them to start bubbling!!!"

Lorraine Rostron Pack wrote:  We had them on our tree when I was young. I loved bubble lights as a child and I still love bubble lights today.

Alba Kintz wrote: We had some,too.

Jodi Jorgensen Murphy wrote:  My mother in law had some

Maxine Gordon wrote: I love bubble lights.

Kathi Tanner wrote:  I remember them too, and loved them!

Carrie Jones wrote: I think my Mom did when I was a little girl.. Thanks for sharing.

Ann Bailey wrote:  Thanks for sharing and for the ride and conversation to the Temple.

Linda Garrett wrote: I remember them from when I was growing p and my family actually found some several years ago to put on our tree. LOved them on the tree for sure.

Vickie Sorenson Dowler wrote:  LOVE old ornaments and lights like those! Those were the days!

June Pay wrote: We had bubble lights too.

Deborah Knight Wilson wrote: We have them on our tree. Bought them at Sprinkler World.

Patrice Cluff Fairbanks wrote: My grandma had them too. Thanks for the memory!

Eva--New message from Faye Trauntvein Anderson‏

Myrna, I just plain do not know how to use face book and to be honest, I do not really want to;  first, I do not have the time to get that involved with their computer. There are more important things I need to use my time for. I wanted  to reply to Faye so will send it to you to send to her if you will please. 

Faye.  I am confused, I so not know who Jens, Julius  is.  My Gr-Gr-grandfather was Jens Herman Birch Trauntvein and  wife was Julie Marie Nielsen. Their first son Jules (Julius) Harold born1860 died 1863 in Garnison. They brought their 2nd son Junius Herman b 1862.
Their 3rd son (my grandfather) was born in Mt. Pleasant  Dec 1864  Joseph Henry. They had two girls and another son after him. I do not know if Gr. Grandmother Julie had diabetes or not, I do know her husband had kidney and heart problems.   
 In those days, it was called dropsey. 
Myrna, thanks for helping. Love, Eva  

Happy Birthday Music for Todd Sent Via Facebook



  • Todd Trauntvein I liked this. Very creative. Glad to hear everything went well with Dad. Hopefully, he is healed enough by Friday.

Fabulous News


My Dearest Tim  and Myrna,

Fabulous news; barring any complications; Richard and Pete will be home for four days  Dec. 26th. His 18th transfusion created another miracle.  He has been feeling so much better. We are all so grateful. He goes to hospital Thursday for scans, blood tests and an MRI to see where the cancer stands.  

My prayers are with you Tim for tomorrow and your Drs.  I so pray everything will go terrifically well with your eyes.  

God bless all of you. Love you so much. Eva


Melanie wrote: So what is wrong with your eyes, Dad? Mel

Myrna wrote: He is having eyelid reduction surgery so that his eyelids do not keep his eyes partially closed. It is making it difficult to wear contacts. Helen had the same type of surgery done several years ago.

Saturday, November 24, 2012

From Faye Trauntvein Anderson‏


Faye Trauntvein Anderson

I also have Type 2 diiabetes. My DR has me on Metformin, but recently took me off of it, as my blood glucose level was well within the ratio. I understand that Grandma Trauntvein(Jens Julius) had diabetes. My sister, Joyce, also had type 2 diabetes and died from pancreatic cancer which I understand was the cause, but a blockage of a stone from the liver to the pancreas was the culprit.. She was 64 when she died. Joyce was the oldest of the Jaames Elmer Trauntvein childres - then came Faye, James Elmer, Jr, Connie and Carolyn. My parents adopted a little girl. Mary Courtney, when she was 18 mos old.Mary married a young man from Wales, England and they have a little girl, who will soon be 1 yr old, Also a son, Christoopher, who is deeply involved in the Democrate party in San Francisco. What a fami;ly, who I dearly love. I must write the James Trauntvein history as I know it so that my sisters know where we lived and when. I have promised to do that, but that lazy streak in me keeps putting it off. Enough said. I hope that you had a great family Thanksgiving and a glorious Christmas.

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