Threads of Life
Another entry for Wewriwa
May 25, 2013
I continue to write about the four children crossing the Atlantic Ocean on their way to uncles in Canada, being taken their by their grandmother, Caroline Freimann, after the last parent, their mother, had died. This week I will write Ida's thoughts (second from the eldest.) She is 12 years old but listed as 8 on the ship manifest.
"Minna is still coughing and so sick. Gustav also is sick. They sound so much like Mama and I am afraid that they will die also before we reach our uncles' homes. Emma helps Grandma to take care of them just like she helped Mama so much when she was sick. We had some apples that we stuffed in our pockets before we left our home but mostly we have only dried bread and water. A couple of times someone has given us a sausage but most are just as poor as we are and guard their food supplies. The trip on the ship seems to take so long and sometimes the ship rolls so much on the waves that I am afraid. We all sleep together on one mat, lying close to each other."
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Saturday, May 25, 2013
Saturday, May 4, 2013
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4 May 2013
I continue to write about the family of August Schumann and Auguste Freimann, his wife. These are my great grandparents. In this writing, both are deceased and the children are on their way to Canada with their maternal grandmother. This week it is again from the POV of Emma, oldest living sister of my grandmother. She is 14 years old at this time. The ship records lists her age as 10.
“I know how hard it was for Mother to afford food for us after she could no longer go to work. We sold everything that we owned from our home. My uncles sent money for Grandma Caroline to bring us to Canada. We needed to have enough for trains and ships. We made a lot of hard toasted bread for us to eat on the way and only bought water to drink on the ship. She talked to all of us before we left. In order to afford the ship, she would need to list our ages at much younger. We were not supposed to talk to anyone as they might think we were older than she said. The agents argued with her, but she prevailed. “
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Saturday, April 27, 2013
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27 April 2013 - Weekend Writing Warriors
I continue to write about the
family of August Schumann and Auguste Freimann, his wife. These are my great
grandparents. In this writing, both are deceased and the children are on their
way to Canada with their maternal grandmother. This week it is from the POV of
Emma, oldest living sister of my grandmother. She is 14 years old at this time. Above is a button from one of the coats.
“Mother always said that I
was her very best helper in the very best family. I needed to begin helping her a lot when my
father was dying, seven years ago when I was only seven. The last couple of years I have needed to do
many of her jobs as she became more and more ill from consumption. Last fall,
she managed to make new coats for all of us of thick woven wool. Of course they
were much too large for us because she “wanted them to last more than one
year." I sewed the buttons on for her and made our dinner. She was so worn out
when she came home from work in the mill."
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Saturday, April 20, 2013
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20 April 2013
I am continuing to write of
my maternal grandmother’s family. Today I am writing as if it is a memoir of my
grandmother, Minna Schumann (daughter of August Schumann and Auguste Freimann)
after her parents have died.
“Oh how I missed dear sweet
Mama., who sang to us and told us stories! I was eight years old when MaMa
died. I could not even remember Papa who died when I was two years old. Grandma
Caroline (Freimann) took charge of us after Mama’s death. Grandma decided to
take us on to our uncles in Wetaskiwin, Alberta, Canada. My uncles left West
Prussia to go to Canada in 1895, the same year that Papa died. They were
strangers to me and I worried that they would not be happy to see four more
children to feed. It was a long and difficult trip, finding our way by trains and sea tossed ships.”
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Saturday, April 13, 2013
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13 April 2013
I am still writing of the family of August Schumann and his wife, Auguste Freimann. Details of this family are obscure from 1888 until autumn of 1902. I will be traveling to this area in September of 2013 to attempt to discover more about this time.
"After the birth of Emma, proof of the family living in Boguslawka disappears. Three more children were born: Ida 12 Dec 1889, Gustav in 1891, and Minna supposedly born in Eichfier, West Prussia the 30th of October 1893. Word of mouth says that August died 3 January 1895 and then Auguste died 20 March 1902. These four children are on the ship, Lake Champlain, traveling from Liverpool to Canada with their maternal grandmother when Minna has her ninth birthday on the ship. Obviously, the grandmother or someone else had cared for the children for seven months and correspondence had occurred regarding their future. Two of grandmother, Caroline Freimann's sons, Friedrich and Carl, the brothers of Auguste were living in Wetaskiwin, Alberta, Canada. Arriving in Canada, they traveled by train across the country to Wetaskiwin. Once there, the uncles found employment for all of the children."
Both parents were 37 years of age at time of death. Above photo is confirmation in Canada of Minna Schumann.
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Saturday, April 6, 2013
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6 April 2013
Weekend Writing Warriors is a fun group of writers who add 8 sentences every Saturday evening so that we can comment on each others' writing. I have taken this opportunity to write about my great grandparents in Boguslawka, Volhynia. This week I will also suggest that you check Teresa's blog about farm life at http://dreamersloversandstarvoyagers.blogspot.com. It is about a later time, but carries the spirit of the farm.
"It is tough living in
Boguslawka. They are constantly being asked for more money for the land that
they farm. This was not supposed to be when they were urged to come to this
area. The Russian Army wants all of the young men in the army also, which takes
a lot of the workforce from the fields. August and the other men his age wonder
how long they should stay. Ludwig is in
his 60’s now and unable to take over the farming for more than one or two of
sons and sons-in-law. Spring of 1889, August is wondering if he can afford to
buy an ox to plow his fields rather than needing to borrow from his father
every year. Emma seems to be a healthy
daughter, but young children are very vulnerable here."
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Saturday, March 30, 2013
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Weekend Writing Warriors 30 March 2013
Again I am writing of my great grandparents, August Schumann and Auguste Freimann Schumann. This time it is written in the voice of Auguste.
"It has been one year since my children died. At first, I did not want another, but when Emma gave her to August and he placed her at my breast, I knew the joy of a new birth. We named her Emma, for the sister of August who was there at the time of birth. We are so thankful for the parents of August, for Ludwig being the leader of this colony. It was he who did the prayers when we buried the children and comforted us in the days that followed. Life is so hard here, but being surrounded by family helps us all to endure. August has been my rock; he is so strong. Sometimes he, I, and Emma go to visit the graves of our other children."
Threads of Life
Weekend Writing Warriors 30 March 2013
Again I am writing of my great grandparents, August Schumann and Auguste Freimann Schumann. This time it is written in the voice of Auguste.
"It has been one year since my children died. At first, I did not want another, but when Emma gave her to August and he placed her at my breast, I knew the joy of a new birth. We named her Emma, for the sister of August who was there at the time of birth. We are so thankful for the parents of August, for Ludwig being the leader of this colony. It was he who did the prayers when we buried the children and comforted us in the days that followed. Life is so hard here, but being surrounded by family helps us all to endure. August has been my rock; he is so strong. Sometimes he, I, and Emma go to visit the graves of our other children."
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