Autobiography Dieter Rolf Fischer Book 11
(Photos by the author, unless stated) Book 11 / Ch. 12 Written / Published 10.12.12 / 12.12.12
"Call upon me in the day of trouble; I will deliver you, and you shall glorify Me" (Psalm 50, 15)
"Remember His marvellous works which He has done, His wonders and judgements of His mouth. (Psalm 105, 5)
12. Happy earth-day - Jesus!
I shall never know what my experiences working as a volunteer, and taking part at the formal worship, at the Brotherhood would have been like. It certainly could not have been more suited and enjoyable than travelling as a carer with the group of disabled people into the mountains of Southern Germany.
My yearning for the mountains, just to walk among the green meadows, flanked by lofty peaks against blue skies, was totally satisfied during my two alpine working holidays during 2012.
The traffic on the Autobahn heading south was expected to be very heavy. It was. German motorists are used to it and allow for delays. Our group consisted of 12 mentally handicapped people and five carers. I was the only male among the staff. We travelled in two 9-seater Mercedes Vans.
It did not take long to get to know and love our clients, who ranged from as young as 20 to almost 70 years of age. None in this group was physically disabled, which made the work easy. (The Austria group was more challenging).
We arrived early enough on our first day to take a small group, those who loved walking as I did, for an evening stroll around the village. It was to become my regular request, usually responded by the same core group: "Who wants to go for a walk?"
Looking south from Rueckholz, near Nesselwang,
toward the Austrian Alps.
Since it was their holiday, the group decided each day what activity they'd like to do, or where they would like to go. The weather, of course, was always the first consideration. Many times the group split, which was a good option, since smaller groups are easier to handle, and we had two vans for transport.
On the first Sunday, the day after arriving, we all visited the Bergbauern-Museum in Diepholz, near Immenstadt. (Bergbauer, lit. translation = Mountain Farmer). We learned how farming was done in a bygone era.
What contrast to the time we visited a working farm, an up-to-date operation. We learned that cows know when it's time for milking. They make their way, by themselves, to an enclosure, where a robot, attached to a computer, takes over the entire milking process. The computer transmits the data to the farmer. No more rising at 4 or 5 am to milk the cows!
The next day, Monday 30th July, the group went on a cable car ride. It took us to an altitude of 1500 m, with magnificent views across the valley to Nesselwang and the panorama of the German/Austrian Alps. Amidst the haze one could see as far as Fuessen, and make out the white walls of the castle, which dominates the town.
Some able-bodied holiday makers, instead of taking the cable car all the way down, took the final section via the Rodelbahn (the slippery slide). I had to take Laslo, the young man in the picture above. It's been a long time since I had so much fun. At least not on a slippery slide, down a mountainside.
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One morning I took the group for a walk into the village. We made up our way up the small hill to the beautiful Baroque Church St. Georg, built in the 15th century. It's a gem of a building, both inside and out. (Pics. below) To add to the pleasure, just as we were sitting, taking it all in, the organist played Andrew Lloyd Webber's beautiful composition: "Some say love is like a river ..."
Pfarrkirche St. Georg, Rueckholz
A popular option for an outing was a visit to a performance by Europe's oldest and best know circus - Krone. Not since my children were school age, can I recall seeing a circus. I certainly can't recall ever having seen a rhino or llama's taking part in a circus. It was a world-class performance by those artists at the Krone in Fuessen.
The weather forecast predicted a very hot day. We made use of the sunshine and high temperature. We spent almost all day at the local lake, called Weiher, swimming, rowing a boat, playing volleyball or just relaxing by the lake side. It was such a beautiful spot, perfect weather, picture-book scenery. It made me wish time to stand still. I had many of those moments that summer in 2012.
The best time of the day, for me anyway, was early in the morning, when everyone was still asleep. I took the opportunity for some brisk walks through the village and along the country roads leading in and out. During those hours I felt real close to God. As fresh mountain air filled my lungs, I thanked God for health, for answering my prayer so wonderfully and that HE is such a good God. As the first sunlight hit the mountain tops was also a good time to take photographs.
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Two missing letters
(Photo: susie knoll @ heralind.com)
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Reader's may have been wondering, when in this chapter I [would] see codes? How about the name of a brewery we visited? The place was called IRSEE (-R = I see!)
Or what about names, right among our group? How could I not see this totally DaNinci one, which I found out almost by accident: Yes son* - Die t
During an early morning walk I found this front end loader - Model Pel-Job EB 16.4.
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As I compose the text of this chapter my wife just returned from shopping. She does not know, or want to know, what I am writing. This is fine with me, since I'm well aware what happens to me could all be co-incidence. But how cruel it would be, praying and trusting God that HE will lead me on the right path, both in thinking and writing, and it's all just ... nothing?
Consider what took place on that Sunday - 5.8.12 (note 185) at the church service in St. Georg Pfarrkirche, Rueckholz. I announced to our group of disabled that I wanted to go to church, even if I had to go alone. However, four others joined me. We arrived five minutes early. As we walked in, we could hear the congregation already praying. They were saying prayers, out loud, in unison. They were praying the rosary. It sounded powerful.
The songbook used during the service listed as No. 185 a hymnal with interesting lyrics. I don't think this song was part of the liturgy, but I simply may have seen it as I leafed through the book? Perhaps, I looked up this hymn because those three digits were part of that day's date?
Isn't this the essence of the story I have written over the past ten years, and put it all into 11 books? Judges did not judge correctly, they sent my friend P L to jail. The Lord saw it all. My first few books could be headed - the P & L job.
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After ten days on the L a D job (Looking after Disabled) it was my turn to have a free day. Fortunately, the small village of Rueckholz had a bicycle-hire place. What better way to spend the day (Tuesday 7/8/12) on two wheels, riding the rolling hills and mountains of the Allgau, across the Inn River and return via Reutte in Austria?
Choosing what bike to hire I selected one with thin tyres, since most had junky, big ones. (The thinner the tyre, the faster). The last thing I worried about was the name of the two-wheeler. I would only have it for a day. But as soon as the shop-keeper pumped up the tyre, I smiled as to what the writer of books (myself) had picked:
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Knowing our group had expressed a wish to take an excursion and take a boat ride, I made a slight detour. I cycled via *Hopfensee, which is both, a picturesque village, as well as a lake by the same name. It was within a short distance of Fuessen and the famous King Ludwig's Castle. I made enquiries as to hiring boats.
The scenery was spectacular. I asked the attendant to take a photo to capture the moment. I'm glad I did. At the time I had no idea that 4 months later, on the day of writing, I would see things. Take a look at the boats on the lake. Why is it that only one has a number on its hull?
Beautiful Hopfensee, near Fuessen.
* Nice word: Hopfensee >>> Hope F n' see !
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Thursday night was Dorf-Fest. It was the day before our departure for home. Not many of our group came, but like church, I looked forward to it. It was an evening of music, dancing and general Gemuetlichkeit, a German word for which there is no translation.
Having stayed in that small village only a short time, I already recognized a few faces among the villagers. All sat in the open, on trestles on the Dorfplatz (Village-Green). As I had sensed in church the Sunday before, something seemed right about this place, this happy gathering of neigbours, just to enjoy each others company, share a story over a beer and sausage, and sing and clap along to the *Oompha music.
The performance by the 'Schuhplattler' dancing group was entertaining to watch; the way they jump and hit their shoes (= Schuh) and their thighs, all in 3/4 rhythm, looks rather skilful and requiring a high level of fitness, What fun!
Later in the program an eight-voice male choir gave a presentation. Most were dressed in uniform knickerbockers, Hosen-traeger (braces) to hold them up, long socks and hats, each of which had a kind of brush on top, you could use as a paint brush, if need be.
Note I wrote most, not all. Some singers were different to others!
Take a look at the group, singing at the Dorf-Fest in Rueckholz, where the world seems all in order ...
On Friday, August 10th 2012, exactly four months from the time of writing, it was time to say good-bye.
It's two weeks to Christmas as I write. The world celebrates. Are you celebrating, thinking of HIM, the reason for this season? Are you honouring HIM, who came? Or are you simply caught up in a mad rush to buy just the right present for your family or friend? Do you know why we give gifts?
Jesus came as a baby, God's gift of hope to all mankind. HE is the reason for the season.
Don't not forget, Christmas is HIS birthday!
Let's all sing: Happy earth-day to ... us all.