Anneros Valensi's Posts - The Book Marketing Network2024-03-28T22:21:35ZAnneros Valensihttp://thebookmarketingnetwork.com/profile/AnnerosValensihttp://storage.ning.com/topology/rest/1.0/file/get/2977914110?profile=RESIZE_48X48&width=48&height=48&crop=1%3A1http://thebookmarketingnetwork.com/profiles/blog/feed?user=2x5zj6vi25yap&xn_auth=noThe Peaks and Valleys of Lifetag:thebookmarketingnetwork.com,2016-04-12:523145:BlogPost:6819082016-04-12T00:48:50.000ZAnneros Valensihttp://thebookmarketingnetwork.com/profile/AnnerosValensi
<p>Life is filled with <em>peaks and valleys</em>. It is filled with ups and downs. Good times and bad times. Whether you are dealing with physical or mental pain, there are times when you can joke around and laugh despite everything, and there are times when you simply feel like crying and you just had enough of it. Life will not always be on the upswing. So, enjoy the peaks whenever you can, and learn to appreciate them. During down times, you should also remember that those dark days would…</p>
<p>Life is filled with <em>peaks and valleys</em>. It is filled with ups and downs. Good times and bad times. Whether you are dealing with physical or mental pain, there are times when you can joke around and laugh despite everything, and there are times when you simply feel like crying and you just had enough of it. Life will not always be on the upswing. So, enjoy the peaks whenever you can, and learn to appreciate them. During down times, you should also remember that those dark days would pass and learn from the challenges. Life is never all ups or all downs.</p>
<p>Yes, life is filled with valleys. You will experience a lot of bad times; a lot of struggles, disappointments, and plans gone awry. You will feel like you are falling into a hole of darkness that you couldn’t crawl out of. But life is also filled with peaks, where your dreams come true, and opportunities are present. Of course, how each person manage to balance the emotional ups and downs differs.</p>
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<p>Know what an opportunity looks like? Most people don’t. Opportunities often come and go without us knowing. The problem is, we don’t immediately see opportunities for what they are. There are no blatant signs telling us “Hey! Big opportunity here!” We have to discern it ourselves. To be able to see an opportunity when it comes makes a big difference in the path we take in life. <a href="http://bit.ly/1Rykc7M">http://bit.ly/1Rykc7M</a></p>
<p>Know what an opportunity looks like? Most people don’t. Opportunities often come and go without us knowing. The problem is, we don’t immediately see opportunities for what they are. There are no blatant signs telling us “Hey! Big opportunity here!” We have to discern it ourselves. To be able to see an opportunity when it comes makes a big difference in the path we take in life. <a href="http://bit.ly/1Rykc7M">http://bit.ly/1Rykc7M</a></p>When Life Gives You Lemons, Make Lemonadetag:thebookmarketingnetwork.com,2016-02-15:523145:BlogPost:6770472016-02-15T00:09:34.000ZAnneros Valensihttp://thebookmarketingnetwork.com/profile/AnnerosValensi
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<p>Lemons are sour. It’s unpleasant just like the difficulties and adversities we face in life. So, what do you do when life gives you lemons? Make lemonade.</p>
<p>The proverbial phrase "When life gives you lemons, make lemonade" is used to encourage us to keep a positive attitude in the face of adversity. The lemons are sour, but you can use them to make sweet lemonade. This phrase reminds us that in spite of the problems we face in life, we can keep our chins up and march through…</p>
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<p>Lemons are sour. It’s unpleasant just like the difficulties and adversities we face in life. So, what do you do when life gives you lemons? Make lemonade.</p>
<p>The proverbial phrase "When life gives you lemons, make lemonade" is used to encourage us to keep a positive attitude in the face of adversity. The lemons are sour, but you can use them to make sweet lemonade. This phrase reminds us that in spite of the problems we face in life, we can keep our chins up and march through them if we maintain a positive attitude. If life gives you a bad situation, just turn it around and make something good out of it.</p>
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<p>My mother was a strong woman. There is no doubt about that. Looking back, I would often wonder how Mother managed to take care of me and my siblings. That was no easy task especially during the difficult times during and after World War II. She did all those without our father, who was drafted into the army and was missing after the war.</p>
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<p>My mother was a strong woman. There is no doubt about that. Looking back, I would often wonder how Mother managed to take care of me and my siblings. That was no easy task especially during the difficult times during and after World War II. She did all those without our father, who was drafted into the army and was missing after the war.</p>
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<p>Everyone has a story to tell. In my book “<i>Where is Home?</i> “ I shared my experiences of living through a war and eventually coming to the United States. What about you? I’m sure you also have a story to tell. Everyone does. So, what’s your story?</p>
<p>You don’t have to be famous to write a memoir. Anyone can do it. In fact, I encourage people to do that. Writing a memoir is very cathartic. It’s therapeutic for the writer. However, remember that your memoir is not exactly therapy. So…</p>
<p>Everyone has a story to tell. In my book “<i>Where is Home?</i> “ I shared my experiences of living through a war and eventually coming to the United States. What about you? I’m sure you also have a story to tell. Everyone does. So, what’s your story?</p>
<p>You don’t have to be famous to write a memoir. Anyone can do it. In fact, I encourage people to do that. Writing a memoir is very cathartic. It’s therapeutic for the writer. However, remember that your memoir is not exactly therapy. So don’t talk about things that only matter to you, because your readers probably won’t understand what you’re trying to convey. You don’t have to write everything down on your memoir.</p>
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<p>Adversity is our greatest teacher in life. Adversity can teach us many things that they don’t teach in school. In fact, I believe that the worse moments in our lives actually make us who we are. Everyone must face adversity at one time or another. We all go through painful experiences. The only difference is each one of us face adversity differently. We deal with the challenges differently. One person could get through the challenges while another may break.</p>
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<p>Adversity is our greatest teacher in life. Adversity can teach us many things that they don’t teach in school. In fact, I believe that the worse moments in our lives actually make us who we are. Everyone must face adversity at one time or another. We all go through painful experiences. The only difference is each one of us face adversity differently. We deal with the challenges differently. One person could get through the challenges while another may break.</p>
<p>As mentioned on a previous post of mine, by overcoming adversity you <em>can build</em> a lot of <em>confidence</em> in yourself. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, right? Each setback is just a test of your will, and how you handle these tests proves how strong you are.</p>
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<p><a href="http://bit.ly/1OQBdVT">http://bit.ly/1OQBdVT</a></p>The Feeling of Losing Your Hometag:thebookmarketingnetwork.com,2016-01-18:523145:BlogPost:6753912016-01-18T01:26:00.000ZAnneros Valensihttp://thebookmarketingnetwork.com/profile/AnnerosValensi
<p>How can someone handle the feeling of losing the home you grow up in? How will you feel if you lose the home where many of your most cherished memories took place?</p>
<p>When you lose your home, it feels like you are losing someone you love. In a way, you also go through the five stages of grief: Denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance.</p>
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<p>How can someone handle the feeling of losing the home you grow up in? How will you feel if you lose the home where many of your most cherished memories took place?</p>
<p>When you lose your home, it feels like you are losing someone you love. In a way, you also go through the five stages of grief: Denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance.</p>
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<p>I have come a long way from the shy little girl I was back then to the confident woman I am today. However, getting over the trauma of an unsettled childhood was not easy. Surviving the hardships I faced before took a lot out of me as a child.</p>
<p>One thing that I learned early on during my childhood was that things change and will always change. You just can’t resist change. You have to accept it and move on the best that you can. You have to learn to adapt. I have survived upheaval and…</p>
<p>I have come a long way from the shy little girl I was back then to the confident woman I am today. However, getting over the trauma of an unsettled childhood was not easy. Surviving the hardships I faced before took a lot out of me as a child.</p>
<p>One thing that I learned early on during my childhood was that things change and will always change. You just can’t resist change. You have to accept it and move on the best that you can. You have to learn to adapt. I have survived upheaval and loss, but I have also gained incredible strength as a result of it. I have learned to take the good with the bad.</p>
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<p>When nations go to war there are no winners. Well, certainly not the civilians who are caught in the crossfire. These civilians want nothing to do with wars. To them war is just an unwanted baggage. They just want to live in peace. The common folk don’t care about the propaganda their leaders are pushing.</p>
<p>People nowadays don’t understand what it was like during those years. War is now glorified by the media. As someone who has experienced this first-hand, war is not glorious at all.…</p>
<p>When nations go to war there are no winners. Well, certainly not the civilians who are caught in the crossfire. These civilians want nothing to do with wars. To them war is just an unwanted baggage. They just want to live in peace. The common folk don’t care about the propaganda their leaders are pushing.</p>
<p>People nowadays don’t understand what it was like during those years. War is now glorified by the media. As someone who has experienced this first-hand, war is not glorious at all. People you’ve known all your life goes missing or most probably dead. And people are scared, no matter how brave they may look on the outside.</p>
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<p>In 1961, I had left Germany for London to discover the world. Now it was five years since I had lived in England, but I didn’t see a future there. Every year I had to re-register at the Home Office with a letter of employment. It was unsettling. It did not make me feel secure.<br></br><br></br>Even though I loved flying on the STC company plane, I knew that I needed to move on. America looked like a possibility, so I decided to apply with PAN AM and TWA (Trans World Airlines) for flight attendant…</p>
<p>In 1961, I had left Germany for London to discover the world. Now it was five years since I had lived in England, but I didn’t see a future there. Every year I had to re-register at the Home Office with a letter of employment. It was unsettling. It did not make me feel secure.<br/><br/>Even though I loved flying on the STC company plane, I knew that I needed to move on. America looked like a possibility, so I decided to apply with PAN AM and TWA (Trans World Airlines) for flight attendant training. I learned that a nursing certificate was a major plus with airlines in the 60’s. They were also looking for foreign language skills. So, after going through several interviews, tests, and physicals, I was hired by TWA for training as flight attendant.<br/><br/>- See more at: <a href="http://annerosv.com/going-to-america/#sthash.dEb7QzmY.dpuf">http://annerosv.com/going-to-america/#sthash.dEb7QzmY.dpuf</a></p>My First Visit to America: New York 1964tag:thebookmarketingnetwork.com,2015-07-15:523145:BlogPost:6645822015-07-15T07:36:10.000ZAnneros Valensihttp://thebookmarketingnetwork.com/profile/AnnerosValensi
<p>In 1964 Mr. Grey suggested I might want to visit New York to get a glimpse of America. His office helped me to get a visitor visa and I bought a flight and hotel package with TWA. I had dreamed about America, the skyscrapers, the opportunities it offered and the different life style people lived. I was full of anticipation. - See more at:…</p>
<p>In 1964 Mr. Grey suggested I might want to visit New York to get a glimpse of America. His office helped me to get a visitor visa and I bought a flight and hotel package with TWA. I had dreamed about America, the skyscrapers, the opportunities it offered and the different life style people lived. I was full of anticipation. - See more at: <a href="http://annerosv.com/my-first-visit-to-america-new-york-1964/#sthash.s5aaW5Jw.dpuf">http://annerosv.com/my-first-visit-to-america-new-york-1964/#sthash.s5aaW5Jw.dpuf</a></p>Becoming a Stewardesstag:thebookmarketingnetwork.com,2015-07-09:523145:BlogPost:6645272015-07-09T02:33:26.000ZAnneros Valensihttp://thebookmarketingnetwork.com/profile/AnnerosValensi
<p>One Sunday morning, Mr. Grey was looking up from his newspaper. “Would you like to see Texas and work as a Stewardess?” he asked me. There was an ad that says an airline in Texas was hiring new girls for their airline. He suggested I send a letter and see what happens, and I did. I received an answer and was invited to fly to Texas for an interview. I felt I wasn’t ready for such a leap, so I didn’t pursue this opportunity. I was only twenty-three at that time and I needed time to evaluate…</p>
<p>One Sunday morning, Mr. Grey was looking up from his newspaper. “Would you like to see Texas and work as a Stewardess?” he asked me. There was an ad that says an airline in Texas was hiring new girls for their airline. He suggested I send a letter and see what happens, and I did. I received an answer and was invited to fly to Texas for an interview. I felt I wasn’t ready for such a leap, so I didn’t pursue this opportunity. I was only twenty-three at that time and I needed time to evaluate my future. A few months later, out of the blue, Mr. Grey said, “I am going to buy a DC-3 plane for the company. It’s being refurbished. It is a small plane used during the war. It could carry thirty-six soldiers. Now it is being redone to carry sixteen company executives. I am in the process of hiring a captain and a co-pilot. I also will need a stewardess. Would you like to do that?” I had to sit down and process what he was saying. “If you want to do it, the job is yours,” he added. I was stunned. - See more at: <a href="http://annerosv.com/becoming-a-stewardess/#sthash.FCYuTejd.dpuf">http://annerosv.com/becoming-a-stewardess/#sthash.FCYuTejd.dpuf</a></p>My Adventure Beginstag:thebookmarketingnetwork.com,2015-07-02:523145:BlogPost:6644212015-07-02T03:26:34.000ZAnneros Valensihttp://thebookmarketingnetwork.com/profile/AnnerosValensi
<p>I had been working at St. Mary’s hospital in London for some time when an opportunity came knocking on my door. A private patient, Mrs. Grey wanted to see me when my shift starts. I was on night duty. She was a cancer patient and had surgery. I wondered what she had on her mind.<br></br><br></br>We would talk whenever I came to her room and I had mentioned that I was preparing to go back to Germany to take up further studies.<br></br><br></br>- See more at:…</p>
<p>I had been working at St. Mary’s hospital in London for some time when an opportunity came knocking on my door. A private patient, Mrs. Grey wanted to see me when my shift starts. I was on night duty. She was a cancer patient and had surgery. I wondered what she had on her mind.<br/><br/>We would talk whenever I came to her room and I had mentioned that I was preparing to go back to Germany to take up further studies.<br/><br/>- See more at: <a href="http://annerosv.com/my-adventure-begins/#sthash.cnEqwFA6.dpuf">http://annerosv.com/my-adventure-begins/#sthash.cnEqwFA6.dpuf</a></p>Off to Londontag:thebookmarketingnetwork.com,2015-06-24:523145:BlogPost:6637812015-06-24T07:51:03.000ZAnneros Valensihttp://thebookmarketingnetwork.com/profile/AnnerosValensi
<p>I vividly remember the ferryboat trip from Calais, France to Dover, England. The boat was quite basic and uncomfortable, wooden benches everywhere. There may have been sleeping cabins, but I didn’t know and would not have been able to afford one. We, the young people, spent the night on deck. I found a sheltered spot near a chimney to keep me warm from the cold and windy weather. I still feel the rocking and creaking of the ferry and hear the wind whistle. - See more at:…</p>
<p>I vividly remember the ferryboat trip from Calais, France to Dover, England. The boat was quite basic and uncomfortable, wooden benches everywhere. There may have been sleeping cabins, but I didn’t know and would not have been able to afford one. We, the young people, spent the night on deck. I found a sheltered spot near a chimney to keep me warm from the cold and windy weather. I still feel the rocking and creaking of the ferry and hear the wind whistle. - See more at: <a href="http://annerosv.com/off-to-london/#sthash.lHNG6PFY.dpuf">http://annerosv.com/off-to-london/#sthash.lHNG6PFY.dpuf</a></p>Taking the First Steps into the World Beyondtag:thebookmarketingnetwork.com,2015-06-17:523145:BlogPost:6632822015-06-17T07:34:05.000ZAnneros Valensihttp://thebookmarketingnetwork.com/profile/AnnerosValensi
<p>I graduated from nursing school and became a full-fledged registered nurse. I had the dream of traveling to other parts of the world and see what lies beyond my home. We didn’t have money to travel after graduation to see some of the world and to decide what to do with my life. Such luxury did not exist in Germany. Everyone took a job to help support the family. The lucky ones continued with University studies. I may be a nurse now, but I wondered what else I could do with my training. I…</p>
<p>I graduated from nursing school and became a full-fledged registered nurse. I had the dream of traveling to other parts of the world and see what lies beyond my home. We didn’t have money to travel after graduation to see some of the world and to decide what to do with my life. Such luxury did not exist in Germany. Everyone took a job to help support the family. The lucky ones continued with University studies. I may be a nurse now, but I wondered what else I could do with my training. I still wanted to see the world. - See more at: <a href="http://annerosv.com/taking-the-first-steps-into-the-world-beyond/#sthash.irENb2tV.dpuf">http://annerosv.com/taking-the-first-steps-into-the-world-beyond/#sthash.irENb2tV.dpuf</a></p>My Nursing Daystag:thebookmarketingnetwork.com,2015-06-10:523145:BlogPost:6631332015-06-10T08:05:03.000ZAnneros Valensihttp://thebookmarketingnetwork.com/profile/AnnerosValensi
<p>The day finally arrived for me to leave Winterberg and see what lies beyond this small community I had spent the past few years in. In September 1956, I left the quiet town of Winterberg and headed to Mannheim to study to be a nurse. I was eighteen and I had just graduated from high school. It was an exciting time in my life.<br></br><br></br>My mother had decided to take me to Mannheim in person. We could see my father, who lived there, but my thoughts were about my new beginning in a new city.…</p>
<p>The day finally arrived for me to leave Winterberg and see what lies beyond this small community I had spent the past few years in. In September 1956, I left the quiet town of Winterberg and headed to Mannheim to study to be a nurse. I was eighteen and I had just graduated from high school. It was an exciting time in my life.<br/><br/>My mother had decided to take me to Mannheim in person. We could see my father, who lived there, but my thoughts were about my new beginning in a new city. Mannheim was a big city, and I was not used to city life. While the streets in Winterberg were quiet during the midday hours, the wide streets of Mannheim had people milling around and visiting stores located on either side. This was all new to me and I was excited. More of my experience <a href="http://annerosv.com/my-nursing-days/" target="_blank">here</a>.<br/><br/><br/></p>Is this Love?tag:thebookmarketingnetwork.com,2015-06-04:523145:BlogPost:6628622015-06-04T06:49:52.000ZAnneros Valensihttp://thebookmarketingnetwork.com/profile/AnnerosValensi
<p>It was winter 1955 and newly fallen snow glistened in the sunlight. As I was about to head home after class with other classmates, I noticed a group of young men coming out of the school building. They looked older and more mature than my classmates and I was curious who these students were. I learned they had come from Bochum, an industrial city in the Ruhrgebiet, and they were staying in the dorm in our school building during winter recess. - The rest of my story here at…</p>
<p>It was winter 1955 and newly fallen snow glistened in the sunlight. As I was about to head home after class with other classmates, I noticed a group of young men coming out of the school building. They looked older and more mature than my classmates and I was curious who these students were. I learned they had come from Bochum, an industrial city in the Ruhrgebiet, and they were staying in the dorm in our school building during winter recess. - The rest of my story here at <a href="http://bit.ly/1eQHkOT">http://bit.ly/1eQHkOT</a>.</p>A Reuniontag:thebookmarketingnetwork.com,2015-05-28:523145:BlogPost:6624472015-05-28T09:27:18.000ZAnneros Valensihttp://thebookmarketingnetwork.com/profile/AnnerosValensi
<p>In the 1950s the Red Cross was working hard to reconnect families, and they actually found our father. I didn’t remember much about him at that age, I was about fourteen. Many German men were drafted into the army during the war, and our father was no exception. I must have been five, when I last saw him. I only recall him being home for a few days and then gone again. That was it. My memories of him were so few that I was wondering how to handle the situation. It was strange meeting him…</p>
<p>In the 1950s the Red Cross was working hard to reconnect families, and they actually found our father. I didn’t remember much about him at that age, I was about fourteen. Many German men were drafted into the army during the war, and our father was no exception. I must have been five, when I last saw him. I only recall him being home for a few days and then gone again. That was it. My memories of him were so few that I was wondering how to handle the situation. It was strange meeting him after so long ago. My siblings and I didn’t know how to react since we all were so young the last time he was around. Father had no experience with being a father, and we were not used to having a father. We only knew that mother was taking care of us and supporting us throughout the hard times. Check out the rest of my story at <a href="http://annerosv.com/a-reunion/">http://annerosv.com/a-reunion/</a></p>Life in Winterbergtag:thebookmarketingnetwork.com,2015-05-21:523145:BlogPost:6620852015-05-21T08:07:32.000ZAnneros Valensihttp://thebookmarketingnetwork.com/profile/AnnerosValensi
<p>Despite my newfound perspective, self-doubt still clouded my mind. I still felt isolated, like being a stranger not belonging there. My mother’s overprotectiveness didn’t help either. My life was school and home and caring for my two younger sisters. There wasn’t any time or opportunity to make friends.<br></br><br></br>Speaking of school, in the 40s West Germany was Catholic and Lutheran and our public school was Catholic, and we were in the minority being Lutheran. Unfortunately, out pastor didn’t…</p>
<p>Despite my newfound perspective, self-doubt still clouded my mind. I still felt isolated, like being a stranger not belonging there. My mother’s overprotectiveness didn’t help either. My life was school and home and caring for my two younger sisters. There wasn’t any time or opportunity to make friends.<br/><br/>Speaking of school, in the 40s West Germany was Catholic and Lutheran and our public school was Catholic, and we were in the minority being Lutheran. Unfortunately, out pastor didn’t want us to be exposed to Catholic religious practices, so he decided to have us separated in class. All grades were in one classroom, because we were only a few students in each grade.<br/><br/>The separation made me feel uncomfortable. I wanted to belong and make friends. I found myself asking: “Where do I belong? What am I doing in this town and in this school separated from the other children?” Looking back, I could never understand why this had to be done. The children could have been together in grade-related classes and separated only for religious studies. Check out the rest of my entry at <a href="http://annerosv.com/life-in-winterberg/">http://annerosv.com/life-in-winterberg/</a><br/><br/><br/></p>A New Home…For nowtag:thebookmarketingnetwork.com,2015-05-13:523145:BlogPost:6617162015-05-13T08:20:16.000ZAnneros Valensihttp://thebookmarketingnetwork.com/profile/AnnerosValensi
<p>The war may have been over, but nothing had changed. We still had no home to return to. We didn’t know where to sleep, where to get food, where to be safe. We had lost everything. I often found myself wondering: “Why don’t the Russian leave so we can go home?”<br></br><br></br>When we were ordered to get off the train in Winterberg, West Germany, I didn’t know what to think. I was too tired and weary, and still afraid. Fear was a constant companion of mine ever since the day we were evacuated from…</p>
<p>The war may have been over, but nothing had changed. We still had no home to return to. We didn’t know where to sleep, where to get food, where to be safe. We had lost everything. I often found myself wondering: “Why don’t the Russian leave so we can go home?”<br/><br/>When we were ordered to get off the train in Winterberg, West Germany, I didn’t know what to think. I was too tired and weary, and still afraid. Fear was a constant companion of mine ever since the day we were evacuated from our home in January 1945. At that time we kept seeing soldiers everywhere, and I lived in fear of getting separated from our mother or one of my siblings especially my younger sisters age four and not two yet.<br/><br/>We were evicted from our home by the Russians, but we managed to build another one...will it last? Read more at <a href="http://annerosv.com/a-new-homefor-now/">http://annerosv.com/a-new-homefor-now/</a><br/><br/><br/></p>A Childhood Losttag:thebookmarketingnetwork.com,2015-05-06:523145:BlogPost:6611582015-05-06T06:57:34.000ZAnneros Valensihttp://thebookmarketingnetwork.com/profile/AnnerosValensi
<p>Living in Europe during the 1940s wasn’t easy. My home was lost, and with it, my childhood.</p>
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<p>War. War never changes. The innocent always suffer during armed conflicts, and it is no different in Germany during the 1940s. Life was good to me when I was a child growing up in Falkenau, Silesia, East Germany, however, it soon changed in January 1945. With the Russian and Polish army approaching, my family – my mother with us five small children ranging in age from one and a…</p>
<p>Living in Europe during the 1940s wasn’t easy. My home was lost, and with it, my childhood.</p>
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<p>War. War never changes. The innocent always suffer during armed conflicts, and it is no different in Germany during the 1940s. Life was good to me when I was a child growing up in Falkenau, Silesia, East Germany, however, it soon changed in January 1945. With the Russian and Polish army approaching, my family – my mother with us five small children ranging in age from one and a half to eleven – was evacuated to Czechoslovakia. Three months later, we were allowed to return to Falkenau, which was now under the Russian regime. The trek home was not easy since the train tracks were destroyed by bomb attacks. Without trains we had to walk home, and it seemed like we walked forever. Read more about my experiences here at <a href="http://bit.ly/1Ifpx01">http://bit.ly/1Ifpx01</a></p>