The Sunday Living History Interview – A Tale of Two Katharinas, a Legacy of Strong Women by Darlene Foster

Living HistoryAuthor Darlene Foster shares the story of two great-grandmothers who despite the hardships they faced, worked tirelessly to give their families a home and provide them with the tools needed to survive and thrive.

darleneA Tale of Two Katharinas, a Legacy of Strong Women

“People will not look forward to posterity who never look backward to their ancestors.” Edmund Burke

I was fortunate to know both of my maternal great-grandmothers. They passed away when I was in my early teens but I remember them well. They were formidable elderly women with hearts of gold. One thing was for sure, you didn´t mess with either of them.

Both women were born into German immigrant farmer families living in South Russia and came to Canada at the beginning of the 20th century to help populate and develop the Prairie Provinces. They certainly did their part in populating the area as they had twenty-four children between the two of them!

orighoffmanfamThe original Hoffman family.

My grandmother´s mother, Katharina (Herrmann) Hoffman, arrived in Canada in 1909 from South Russia with her husband, three small children and another on the way. Being German, they could no longer safely stay in a country on the verge of a revolution. The Canadian government needed robust, hardy folks to settle the prairies. The steppes of Russia were very similar to the Canadian prairies, the price was right at one dollar and they needed a place to live.

The brave family took the onerous three-week journey across the Atlantic on a cattle ship to Halifax, then on a train to their homestead in southern Alberta. A stop had to be made in Winnipeg so Katharina could give birth to her fourth child, my grandmother. They eventually arrived at their destination; a desolate piece of land with no house, trees, water or neighbours. A temporary house, built from sod blocks carved out of the earth made do until a wooden house was eventually built. The sod was plastered with mud and cow dung inside and out and then whitewashed.

hoffman-familyThe Hoffman Family.

Great-grandmother decorated the walls with designs from a cut out potato dipped in beet juice. Katharina had seven more children once settled in Canada. A great cook, I recall her delicious German baking vividly. She grew a large vegetable garden, her home was kept spotless at all times and she made clothes for her children from flour sacks. She was a plucky, hardworking and resourceful woman who loved her family above all else. I am so lucky to have her blood running through my veins.

andreas-mehrer-family1The Mehrer family

My grandfather´s mother´s story is similar. Also named Katharina (Stoller) Mehrer, she arrived in Canada from South Russia in 1911 with her husband and four children under four, the youngest only six weeks old. With these small children, they travelled through Europe by train, crossed the Atlantic by boat and then across the United States by train before arriving at their homestead in South East Saskatchewan.

This young woman left behind a life of comfort and had to deal with homesickness, extreme climate, a new language and the death of an infant. Not only did she go on to have another nine children, she acted as a midwife to other members of the community, attending over fifty births. She also helped her husband in the fields. There was no time for self-pity. No matter the hardships, she just got on with it. I recall she was a tiny woman full of energy and determination.

I love this story my great aunt shared about an experience her mother, Katharina Mehrer, had in April of 1912, the first year they were in Canada.

Her husband was out turning sod when he had some trouble with the horses. He called to Katharina, who came across the road, leaving the little ones in the house, thinking she would only be a few minutes. It took a long time before she returned – to an empty house. Panic-stricken she rushed out, calling for the little ones but all that greeted her was silence. After searching the yard she returned to the house wondering what she could say to their father.

In the Kitchen, on one of the walls, there were six large hooks on which to hang heavy garments. On one of these hooks hung the long, black wool coat that her husband had brought from Europe. A long bench sat underneath. As she entered the kitchen she noticed a slight movement of the coat. She pulled it to one side and there sat four little people, sleeping and perspiring. Five-year-old John holding the baby and a little sister on each side of him. He explained to his mother that she was gone so long that he decided to keep them safe in case someone came to take them away.

The little boy, John, was my grandfather who passed those nurturing habits on to my mother and me.

Family was everything to my great-grandmothers who handed this value on down the line. These women believed in education and encouraged their children to get a good education and do well in life. Consequently, there are many successful people in our family. Both ideal role models, the Katharinas provided the attributes of determination, steadfastness and tenacity to the subsequent generations.

Whenever I think of these two remarkable women, I appreciate the trail they blazed for the rest of us and am eternally grateful. I am who I am because of them. When I set a goal, I will do everything to achieve it. I am not afraid of hard work and my bosses have often commented on how much work I could accomplish and not break a sweat. I even made the trip back across the Atlantic to live in another country. Mind you, I did it without small children in tow and on an airplane, not a three-week boat journey. Most important, I had a choice. A freedom I also owe to the two Katharinas.

When things seem to go wrong for me and I have a bad day, I remind myself of what my great-grandmothers went through and carry on. I believe the strength of our ancestors does sustain us.

About Darlene Foster.

Darlene Foster is a published children’s author, travel writer, English Language Tutor, retired employment coach/facilitator, wife, mother and grandmother. She loves travel, shoes, cooking, reading, sewing, chocolate, music, the beach and making new friends. Her grandson calls her “super-mega-as woman-supreme”. She was brought up on a ranch in Southern Alberta, where she dreamt of traveling the world and meeting new people. These days she calls the west coast of Canada and the Costa Blanca of Spain, home.

Books by Darlene Foster

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Who Is Amanda?

Amanda Ross is a 12 year old Canadian girl who decides that the only way out of her boring existence is to travel outside the country. She makes a wish on her twelfth birthday for a chance to travel and gets an airline ticket to the United Arab Emirates to visit her Aunt the next day. She doesn’t even know where that is and has to look it up on the internet. Once there she meets Leah, an English girl, and before she knows it they are in the middle of an adventure that involves a runaway princess, bounty hunters, camels and a sand storm. She often finds herself wishing she were back home in her boring but safe life once again.

Amanda joins Leah in Spain where they help a young girl who looks like a girl in a famous painting escape the clutches of a mean horse thief. She also visits Leah in England where they get lost in a maze, hide in an underground tunnel and ride the London Eye in search of a missing vintage novel. When Leah visits Amanda in Alberta, they take in all the sights while trying to decipher the mysterious writing on a stone and keep it from getting into the wrong hands. No matter where Amanda travels, she can’t seem to stay away from danger.

Amanda’s latest Adventure available on October 1st 2016.

amandadanubefinalTwelve year old Amanda Ross finds herself on an elegant riverboat with her bestie, Leah, cruising down the beautiful Danube, passing medieval castles, luscious green valleys and charming villages. When she is entrusted with a valuable violin by a young, homeless musician during a stop in Germany, a mean boy immediately attempts to take it from her.

Back on their cruise, Amanda struggles to keep the precious violin safe for the poor prodigy. Along the way, she encounters a mysterious monk, a Santa Claus look-alike, and the same nasty boy.

Follow Amanda down the Danube, through Germany, Austria and Hungary, as she enjoys the enchanting sounds of music everywhere she goes. She remains on the lookout though, wondering just who she can trust.

Also by Darlene Foster the bilingual Cerdito a Juicio

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Read the reviews and buy the books through Darlene’s Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/Darlene-Foster/e/B003XGQPHA

Connect to Darlene on her blog and social media.
Website: www.darlenefoster.ca
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Thank you very much for joining us today and we would love to have your feedback. thanks Sally

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70 thoughts on “The Sunday Living History Interview – A Tale of Two Katharinas, a Legacy of Strong Women by Darlene Foster

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  3. Darlene, you have every right to be mighty proud of your heritage and the strong women in your family: what wonderful role models to us all! It seems to me that women in the past put up with an awful lot and asked for very little; they seemed to be happy with just giving. We should all learn from that. Great post. 👍

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  4. You are so lucky to have so much detailed information about your great grandmothers. I read Kirby Larson’s “Hattie Big Sky” about those individuals brave enough to be homesteaders in Oregon. It was a brutal life. It would be interesting for you to take what you know and write it into historical fiction. Such strong and brave women. What a lovely post!
    My great grandparents were dead before I was born, so I never knew them. My paternal grandparents were born in 1896, and I wish I could remember stories she told me as a child. My paternal grandmother was quite a seamstress. But, both of my families arrived in America as early as 1600s. My cousin has complete studies of my maternal side. But, it is the personal stories that I never was told. I only learned through newspaper accounts about the things they did in settling Massachusetts and Ohio. I wish I knew the personal stories, like you do.

    Have fun with your book launch!

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    • I consider myself very lucky to have known my two great-grandmothers (and great grandfathers) and have been told the personal stories. Many of my friends didn´t even get to know their grandparents. Your families have been in North America since the 1600s, that is amazing. Where did they come from? I like your idea of someday writing a historical fiction based on my great grandparents. I have logged it in the idea book.

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      • You have so many special stories that you can expand upon based upon the history of that period and information about the areas. Read “Hattie Big Sky,” as that may inspire you to seek more stories. The fact they were true homesteaders living in a sod house is fascinating. Can you imagine?
        Yes, my mother’s maternal family dates back to the 1500s in England. I know she has some English, Welsh and Dutch in her family. My father’s side is Scottish, Irish, and German.

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  5. What we often overlook when we tell the stories of our pioneering grandparents, (my grandparents on my father’s side were also Germanic Russians who fled before the revolution and homesteaded the prairies) is that indigenous people were removed from their lands and put on reserves to enable our white ancestors to come here. I feel this particularly hard because my family on my mother’s side were those people whose land was stolen. Their children were forcibly removed from them and sent to residential schools where they were irreparably damaged. I am still proud of all of them.

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    • They were appalling times in many respects and I am afraid we British were guilty of this type of rationalisation in many nations we claimed as our own. We are still seeing the impact of this in places such as Israel and Palestine today. It is hard to balance the admiration for the incoming families who were desperately fleeing oppression and possibly death and just wanted a safe haven and the sorrow and sense of injustice for the indigenous people who were forced from their land. Today we still have people fleeing their countries due to persecution and facing hardship and loss. And in many cases rather than displacement there is integration. Hopefully despite the problems that we are facing achieving that there will be a better outcome. Thanks for sharing your story Cheriee.

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      • Thanks Cheriee for sharing some of your history. I am sure you are proud of your heritage, both sides being made of strong stuff. I do hope that the world has learned over the past 100 + years.

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  6. I just found your blog on wordpress, via Darlene Foster: really enjoyed her piece, fascinating insight into the migrant experience. My great-great-grandparents also migrated, from London England to the US in 1855: we have great family stories of adventure and hardship, particularly in New York during the 1860s, Civil War etc. I think many of the women who made it through the experience were truly remarkable.

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  8. I love these stories of ordinary people living extraordinary lives. We need only reach back a couple of generations into history to realise how tough life was a few heartbeats ago. I think it wise to remember that, for all the thorns and warts in the world, we have, by dint of amazing people like your great-grandmothers carving out lives in new places, a world that has improved. We just need to stay mindful. Thank you. I enjoyed this immensely

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