The other night, I was watching a television show on World War II. The number of World War II shows on television here is truly astounding! One of the subject matter experts was discussing naval warfare. After talking about U-boats in the Atlantic, he said, “Meanwhile, on the other side of the Erdkugel…”
Erdkugel? How charming! Die Erde is land, soil, or earth. Die Kugel is a bullet, ball, or sphere. So die Erdkugel is a ball of earth–in other words, the terrestrial globe.
Consider this German home: thoroughly modern and downright adorable. This is what realtors mean by curb appeal.
This German house probably dates from the 1800s. Still, it has a lot in common with the modern house above it, and several of these design features differ dramatically from most American houses.
First, both houses have rollladens (also spelled “rolladen”), rolling shutters that come down over the outside of a window or door. A rolladen can be lowered from inside the house by means of a button or a strap by the window. Fully closed, it blocks the light completely. The rolladens are halfway down on the lower house. On the upper house, we can see the silver holders above the windows that store the rolled-up rolladen, and the rolladen at the balcony is down. The irregularly shaped windows have no rolladen.
Who needs rolladens anyway? Everybody! Rolladens are wonderful. By keeping sunlight off window glass, they help keep a house cool in summer. And with summertime twilight starting at 4:30 AM and ending at 11:30 PM, they’re the only thing that can guarantee restful sleep.
But while we’re on the subject of windows, here’s a less pleasant observation: all that pretty, shiny window glass means that neither house has screens. What keeps the flies out? Nothing!
Both houses are of stone, with tile roofs. Germans around here don’t frame in wood like we do, which they consider a flimsy building style. They build in concrete block “für die Ewigkeit” — for forever. Both houses also have a strong central roof beam, and the upper stories have sloping ceilings.
I can virtually guarantee another similarity: no doorknob on the front door.
German front doors can be surprisingly beautiful. But they open with a key, not the turn of a knob. If you walk outside, you’d better have that key! A quick trip to take out the garbage might leave you trapped outdoors.
Our two houses may also have a sun room (Wintergarten), a highly desirable and common house feature. Here is a retrofitted Wintergarten on an older house.
And here is a modern Wintergarten.
Next Tuesday: How many people live in that house?
To read my latest blog posts, please click on the “Green and Pleasant Land” logo at the top of this page. Photos taken in January, 2012, in Rodenbach and Weilerbach, Germany. Text copyright Clare B. Dunkle. Photos copyright Joseph R. Dunkle.
The other night, as I was flipping channels, my television informed me that the title of the next show was Die Gebärdensprache. What kind of Sprache (speech)? I found out that sich gebärden means to behave or act, and die Gebärde is a gesture. So die Gebärdensprache is sign language.
What a peaceful nighttime scene! Just a quiet street in Rodenbach, Germany. But that was before the madness.
I’m from the western United States, a land of droughts, dead vegetation, and fast-moving wildfires. More than 21,000 wildfires burned across my state last year, causing homeowners over a hundred million dollars’ worth of damage. (Smith) Fireworks are forbidden where I live. Usually, the city puts on a nice fireworks display for the Fourth of July, but last year, even that had to go. (Gonzalez)
Germans don’t share this particular worry. Their houses are usually stone, brick, or concrete block, their roofs are tile, and this year in particular, their land is thoroughly soggy, with almost eight inches (200 mm) of rain falling in December alone. Fireworks turn up in lots of stores here before New Year’s Day, and I’m not just talking about sparklers and caps, I’m talking about entire display sets with timers and electronic fuses.
The result is astounding!
Click on the image above to link to a short Youtube video Joe took of the fireworks on our street. Every single street around here turns into a stunning fireworks battleground after midnight. Rockets explode in glittering chrysanthemum starbursts. The noise is enough to create a kind of auditory claustrophobia. Smoke forms a low-lying cloud and hangs in the air. And the fun lasts for a good forty-five minutes.
I love New Year’s in Germany!
Next morning, Rainer paid us a visit to bring us a New Year’s Day pretzel. This monster pretzel, which Joe is grasping in the photo above, is made of sweet bread and brings good luck. That tickled my fancy. I knew my Scottish ancestors would have been even happier to see Rainer than to see his pretzel. According to the “first-foot” tradition in Scotland, good or bad luck comes from the first person across the threshold in the new year, and a dark-haired male brings the best kind of “first-foot” luck.
By sheer happenstance, Joe and I also wound up eating black-eyed peas on New Year’s Day, so our good fortune this year should be unassailable.
Smith, Aaron. “Wildfires and drought cost Texas billions.” CNN Money, September 8, 2011. Retrieved from http://money.cnn.com/2011/09/08/news/economy/damages_texas_wildfires/index.htm
Gonzalez, John W. “Fireworks shows snuffed for July 4.” My SA, June 24, 2011. Retrieved from http://www.mysanantonio.com/news/local_news/article/Woodlawn-Lake-Lackland-Randolph-fireworks-show-1437243.php
To read my latest blog posts, please click on the “Green and Pleasant Land” logo at the top of this page. Photos taken in January, 2012, in Rodenbach, Germany. Text, photos, and video copyright Clare B. Dunkle and Joseph R. Dunkle.
One of the interesting things about life in Germany is listening to a German-language sermon each Sunday. Last Sunday was devoted to the Holy Family–Jesus, Mary, and Joseph–and Father spoke at length about what a wonderful Vorbild that family is for us. Das Bild is a picture, photo, or likeness, and vor means before or in front of. So das Vorbild is the picture set in front of you. Das Vorbild is an example.
I’ve always loved the high rounded hills and wide valleys near Spangdahlem Air Base. They’re colorful even in the middle of winter. This is the Eifel, a land of strong winds, big sky, and beautiful scenery. Thousands of years ago, the Eifel was the site of volcanic eruptions. Now round lakes nestle peacefully in the cones where lava once bubbled out.
Here, gigantic windmills dwarf a forest of mature pine trees. Wind is an important component of Germany’s renewable-energy plan. Renewable-energy sources already account for a solid twenty percent of Germany’s total energy consumption. Wind contributes seven and a half percent. (“Crossing”)
If this evangelist looks a bit grim, he’s probably thinking about the history of his town: St. Vith, on the border between Germany and Belgium. This chic and friendly little town, just up the highway from Spangdahlem Air Base, changed nationalities three times in a hundred and twenty-five years, swapped among Luxembourg, Germany, and Belgium like a lucky penny. The Germans took it over in World War II. Then the Americans moved through. But we lost St. Vith during the Battle of the Bulge, and by the time we took it again thirty days later, there wasn’t an “it” to take. The entire town had been destroyed. The only building that remained undamaged was an old medieval tower. Everything else was gone.
So tourists are cordially invited to visit the new St. Vith, and it’s a very nice place to spend an afternoon. We can only hope that the pleasant little downtown, which particularly invites window shopping, will never again echo with gunfire and explosions. Maybe time and peace and rain will erase the creases in the evangelist’s forehead, and after a few hundred years, he’ll relax and begin to smile a little through his beard.
What does Belgium have that Germany doesn’t have? Belgium has Belgian beer! According to Ratebeer.com, Belgium produces thirteen of the hundred best beers in the world, and twelve of the top hundred beers at BeerAdvocate.com. When you consider that little Belgium is only the size of Maryland, that’s pretty remarkable.
“Crossing the 20 Percent Mark: Green Energy Use Jumps in Germany,” Spiegel Online International. 08/30/2011. Retrieved from http://www.spiegel.de/international/0,1518,783314,00.html
Ratebeer.com. (n.d.) Best Brewers In The World 2011. Retrieved from http://www.ratebeer.com/RateBeerBest/bestbrewers_012011.asp
Beeradvocate.com. (n.d.) Top Beers–Popular. Retrieved from http://beeradvocate.com/lists/popular
To read my latest blog posts, please click on the “Green and Pleasant Land” logo at the top of this page. Photos taken in December, 2011, in the Eifel, Germany, and St. Vith, Belgium. Text and photos copyright Clare B. Dunkle.
In my Lucky Luke comic book, the cowboy warns that he and his friend are entering the territory of a tribe that has mastered die Tarnung. What have they mastered? You can tell from the photo above. Die Tarnung means camouflage.
Image copyright Lucky Luke Comics, 2001. German translation copyright EGMONT EHAPA VERLAG GmbH, 2001.
One of my blog readers recently had a “culture shock” moment. He’s a nurse, and he was filling out a patient questionnaire with a German woman. When he asked her religion, she became upset. What went wrong?
Religion and society interweave in very different ways in America and Germany. For instance, in America, we don’t put Christian art on our government buildings or in our streets. But Germany has been Christian for centuries, and all the photos today are examples of public Christian art. St. George, in the one above, is on Saarbrücken’s city hall! And most German holidays are Christian in origin.
Although the German constitution guarantees religious freedom, it doesn’t guarantee the separation of church and state. German tax forms ask for religion and levy a surcharge on those who declare one that goes to the church of their choice. Germans who don’t pay this have no right to an official church marriage or funeral.
Nevertheless, many Germans today aren’t what we would consider religious. They don’t attend services. They view religion as something important to the elderly, particularly since clergy are called to the dying. And they view us Americans with some concern because we often go to church weekly and get involved in issues like whether “under God” should be in our Pledge. That seems to Germans to border on fanaticism.
We Americans, who view religion as a personal choice and a matter of personal identity, are usually proud to proclaim our religion. If we don’t have a religion, we’re usually proud to proclaim that too. We know the government won’t get involved. But that’s not true in Germany.
So, back to the German patient. What did she hear when asked, “What is your religion?”
1. “I’m getting into your business, with possible financial consequences.”
2. “You look like a granny to me.”
3. “You look like you’re dying.”
4. “This may be a factor in arranging your funeral.”
No wonder she got upset!
Here’s an approach that might have worked better:
“This hospital has chaplains who are happy to visit patients. Would you like a chaplain to visit you? If so, which religion?”
To read my latest blog posts, please click on the “Green and Pleasant Land” logo at the top of this page. Photos taken between September and November in various cities in Germany. Text and photos copyright Clare B. Dunkle.
Teilen means to part, to divide into parts, or to share out in parts, so der Teil (also das Teil) is a part or a fraction. But which part is der Vorteil? That’s the part that sets itself vor — ahead of all the others. Der Vorteil is an advantage, a benefit, or a strategic edge.
Maybe because it comes along during the longest nights of the year, or maybe just because Germans seem to love a good celebration, Christmas is a very big deal in Germany. From what I’ve gathered in my time here, this is less the Bible’s Christmas and more Charles Dickens’ Christmas: a time to gather with family and loved ones, give friends a thoughtful gift, raise a glass, and say “God bless us every one!” As Marley’s ghost would say, mankind is its business. It’s a holiday about togetherness.
Togetherness means food and drink. It means decorating the house for guests. It means selecting a box of chocolates for the coworkers. And German stores reflect that. Since Germans traditionally bring a small gift whenever they’re invited to a party, Christmastime or not, stores offer small fruit baskets, and supermarket ads include deals on wine. A good bottle of wine is always a welcome “hostess” gift. Florists create centerpieces for party hosts to buy and floral arrangements for guests to bring.
Thankfully, the corny, cartoony sorts of Christmas displays haven’t caught on here. Even the supermarket decorations are more dignified than ours back in the States. And whereas we go crazy setting up our front yards and stringing our Christmas lights, I haven’t seen too much of that here. I may see a candle display in a window or a fir tree lit up in the yard, but there’s no conga line of dancing polar bears across the front lawn. Back home, stores devote lots of space to exterior lighted displays. Here, the emphasis is on tasteful interior decor for party guests to enjoy.
Unlike our holiday candies, which largely seem to be designed for a child’s stocking or quiet consumption in the privacy of our own homes, a large share of the German candies are clearly intended to be gifts for other discerning adults.
And of course, there are baking displays dedicated to creating holiday desserts.
A number of the treats are available just at Christmas. They’ll go away again until the winter months next year.
To read my latest blog posts, please click on the “Green and Pleasant Land” logo at the top of this page. Photos taken in December, 2011, in Kaiserslautern, Germany. Text and photos copyright Clare B. Dunkle.