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Persoonlijke gegevens Jozias Snoep 

• Hij is geboren op 22 juni 1895 in Middelburg, Zeeland, Nederland.
• Beroepen:
• tabaksplanter in Shamva,RHO.
• in het jaar 1921 handelscorrespondent.
• Hij is overleden op 4 augustus 1975 in Durban, Natal, R.S.A, hij was toen 80 jaar oud.

  Plaats: Addington Hospital, died in a coma, resulting from diabetes type I.

• Een kind van Izaäk Snoep en Elizabeth Buijze
• Deze gegevens zijn voor het laatst bijgewerkt op 28 augustus 2020.

Gezin van Jozias Snoep

(1) Hij is getrouwd met Helene Luise Elisa Geijer.

Zij zijn getrouwd op 31 maart 1921 te Amsterdam, Noord-Holland, Nederland, hij was toen 25 jaar oud.

Het echtpaar is gescheiden 21 juni 1924 te Amsterdam, Noord-Holland, Nederland.

(2) Hij is getrouwd met Joan Cecily Margaret Nash.

Zij zijn getrouwd op 27 augustus 1932 te Benoni,GA, R.S.A, hij was toen 37 jaar oud.

Plaats: St. Dunstans Cathedral

Kind(eren):

1. Elizabeth Margaret Snoep  1933-2014 
2. John Anthony Snoep  1937-2018 
3. (Niet openbaar)
4. Rosemary Snoep  1944-2001

Notities over Jozias Snoep

Jozias trouwde voor de eerste maal in Amsterdam en ging met zijn vrouw naar Indonesië waar hij voor de West-Indische Compagnie werkte. Omdat hij 7 talen sprak, werd hij uiteraard op een belangrijke post gezet, en voornamelijk voor vertaalwerk ingezet.
Het huwelijk boterde niet zo, en mogelijk beviel de baan hem ook minder (of mocht hij alleen blijven als hij getrouwd bleef....je hebt van die banen....noot Cobie) maar hij ging terug naar Nederland alwaar officieel werd gescheiden. Nederland kon hem ook niet bekoren dus hij vroeg zijn vader of hij niet alvast zijn aandeel in de erfenis kon krijgen. Moeilijk natuurlijk, want Izaak was ook nog niet oud en er waren ook nog meer kinderen.....
Maar goed, uiteindelijk kreeg hij 250 gulden en Jozias vertrok per schip naar Afrika, om in Rhodesie te belanden. Hij kocht er een stuk land, dat vrij droog was, waar hij in een zelfgebouwd onderdakje woonde. Hij had weinig bezittingen, maar die gingen op het paard na, letterlijk in rook op, omdat hij op een dag nonchalant een nog halfbrandende lucifer weggooide.
Maar het is helemaal goedgekomen met hem, uiteindelijk had hij een farm van onafzienbare afstanden.
The faintest hint of violet and pink hues began creep into the vastness of the African skies. It was a sky unsullied by civilization for hundreds of miles in all directions, and the stars shone with an uncommon brightness, as though God had thrown a hundred thousand diamonds into the sky in the final moments of creation. Jozias found himself staring at the Southern Cross which shone brightly now even as it dipped low over the horizon. The constellation reminded him now as it always did, that he was very far from home and the night sky he knew as a child growing up in Holland.
The early morning air was cold and damp. The smell of smoke from some distant fire drifted across the tobacco fields which covered the land to the rolling hills in the east, now silhouetted against the pre-dawn sky. Jozias took a long drink from a battered tin thermos. He shivered briefly as the warmth of the tea ran through him and was greatful for this small pleasure. Every morning at 6:30am, Wilfred the farm boy came running down from the main farm house with this thermos and some mealie meal porridge. You could set your watch by it - and Jozias frequently did. Joan was wonderfully reliable like that.
Jozias wondered at how much he had come to rely on his wife in the year since they had married. It seemed a lifetime ago that he had first laid eyes on Joan - the sweet and shy daughter of the English couple who owned the land alongside Wonder Valley. He chuckled to himself, remembering how she had rebuffed his first proposal of marriage - telling him in no uncertain terms that she required a 'proper brick house with a roof… and furniture!', before she could accept his proposal. Such a simple request. But out here, in the endless bush-lands of Rhodesia, nothing was simple.
It was 1932, and the world was moving inexorably closer to war. The National Socialist movement was gaining momentum in an increasingly powerful Germany as over 6 million souls were unemployed there. The United States was mired in the depths of the Great Depression as almost 20% of its population were without work. In the East, the Empire of Japan became increasingly belligerent….
Jozias thought back to the day just 3 years prior when he had walked into his father's office and asked for his inheritance. The thought of buying a farm in Africa and escaping the gloom and despair of Europe had grown within him until it was all he could think of. His father Isaac was not in agreement. Jozias felt Isaac's eyes burn through him.
"You've come here into my office to ask for your inheritance so that you can squander it on some ridiculous notion that you'll become a farmer in Africa?" Isaac thundered. "You've never farmed a thing in your life!"
Jozias lifted his eyes and faced the onslaught as best he could…
Written by Neil Snoep.
My recollections of stories told to me by my grandfather, Jozias Snoep.
Jozias grew up in the merchant section of Middelburg, having lost his mother, Elizabeth Buize in 1897 to oyster poisoning when he was 2 years old. His father Isaak, quickly remarried and his step mother went on to raise Jozias and his sister. One more sister from his step mother soon joined the family. They were brought up as typical merchant class children, in the prosperous and peaceful early 19th century Zeeland capital. Long Church Services every Sunday (Would last almost all day), Jozias would be dressed up in a dark wool suit and frilly white cotton shirt typical of the merchant families, as he struggled to stay awake to the droning voice of the bishops sermons. During the week he attended the local school where 8 hour school days were normal. Literature, Mathematics, Science, History and languages were studied by all Dutch middleclass children. As soon as he finished his education in 1913, Jozias went to Suriname. His Cousins had done the same thing 2 years before and were waiting for him, with a job lined up. Jozias set sail that spring to work as in a bank…(many Dutch boys moved to the colonies for adventure and opportunity).
The declaration of War by Germany in 1914 drew them back to fight for their country. In 1915 Jozias, along with his cousins sailed back to Middelburg to join the Dutch Army in a futile attempt to stem the German onslaught. During his Army days, Jozias used to show off a skill he had learned as a boy growing up in Middleburg, Diving into the murky canals and swimming under the passing barges!! He was also a master at using a long pole to cross the 25 foot wide canals in a 'pole vault' . Jozias served with the allies and saw action in the trenches. (He was awarded several medals, which he gave me, and which I proudly wore, and then sadly lost). In the 2 years following the war, Jozias moved to Amsterdam where he met and married a German girl (1921) from Uberlingen, in Southern Germany. His marriage also marked the beginning of his next adventure as he and his young bride departed for another Dutch colony, Indonesia. Evidently, the colonial life did not suit his wife and they were divorced 3 years later, in 1924 (Without children). Jozias returned to Middleburg, and began to work for the family business as a trader. Post War Life back in Holland did not suit his adventurous nature, and by 1930, Jozias was ready for his next adventure. Africa! Rhodesia, an English colony, had very attractive land offers to young European adventures such as Jozias. He must have read about one such offer, A vast estate in Africa for 250 guilders! Within a couple months Jozias has asked for and received an early inheritance from his father, Isaak, and he was back off sailing on a ship to Africa (Cape Town). The ocean journey would have been followed by a train trip to Salisbury and then a wagon, driven either by horse or oxen to Shamva, 100m of Salisbury Rhodesia where his newly acquired 'Estate' awaited him. It was Vast, but was no 'estate'!! It was beautiful African heartland, complete with Natives, wild beasts and undeveloped wilderness!
And all of this by the age of 35!!
Written by Peer Snoep
My father, Jozias Snoep, came out from Holland to Rhodesia (now Zimbabwe) in the early 1930's. It must have been extremely difficult for him, as I believe he had no agricultural background and no knowledge of the African language or culture. I recall he worked as a manager for a year to gain experience in this sphere. He was paid in oxen. He bought a virgin farm in Shamva, which is about 50 miles north of Salisbury (now Harare). He named the farm "Wonder Valley". He had to clear the natural vegetation of trees in order to develop arable land. He had to produce and fire bricks in a make shift brick kiln, to build farm buildings and eventually his home. He met and married our mother, who was a South African visiting the neighbouring farm. They had four children.
My parents farmed in Shamva on "Wonder Valley"for 27 years. Various crops were grown; mainly tobacco, maize, cotton, ground nuts and beans. The ploughing and cultivation of the lands was all done with oxen. A wagon, drawn by oxen, was used to transport the crops to the railway station, about ten miles away.
My father's day started very early, before six o'clock and he had breakfast on the lands, mealie meal porridge and a bottle of tea sent to him in the fields by my mother. He continued well into the evening, having an hour break for lunch.
In those early days many different types of buck roamed around the farm and the occasional leopard would eat young calves, despite them being enclosed in the cattle kraal at night.
The water from the house was drawn from a river on the farm about two miles from the house. It was transported to the house in a 50 galon drum on a scotch cart drawn by two oxen.
My father either rode a horse or walked to the fields. The horse was also used to ride to the local village about ten miles away. I cannot recall when he purchased his first truck.
Life for him must have been extreme tough in those early days. When he married our mother their furniture, besides their bed was mainly boxes. There was, of course, no electricity so they had candles, a wood stove and a parafen fridge. Only many years later did they enjoy modern conveniences like electricity and running water from a bore-hole.
From the age of six my brother and I went to boarding school about 300 miles away. We travelled by train.
Through determination, perserverance and hard work my father succeeded in making a good living and raising four children.
Story by Richard Henry (Dick) Snoep

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