Scherek Arbol » Rosalie EphraiM (1843-1906)

Persoonlijke gegevens Rosalie EphraiM 

• Zij is geboren op 15 maart 1843 in Poznan, Wlkp., Poland.Bron 2
• Geëmigreerd in het jaar 1876, USA.
• Beroep: in het jaar 1890 in Retired, ShoeMakeracherSt 15 pt, Poznan, Wlkp., Poland.
• Woonachtig:
• in het jaar 1872: Wittwe, BreiteStr25, Poznan, Wlkp., Poland.Bron 3
• in het jaar 1887: "Eider" from Southhampton, England to New York City.Bron 4
• in het jaar 1900: Hotsprings, Napa, California, Verenigde Staten.
• april 1906: 1628 Union St. San Francisco, California, Verenigde Staten.
• Zij is overleden op 29 mei 1906 in St. Helena, Hotsprings, Napa, California, USA, zij was toen 63 jaar oud.Bron 2
• Zij is begraven in 9 Row 4: Hills of Eternity, Colma, San Mateo, California, USA Burial: Plot B, Sec 3, Lot S.
• Alternatief: Zij is begraven op 31 mei 1906 in PlotBSec3, LotS,9,HillsEternityMemorialPark, Congr.SherithIsrael, 1301ElCaminoReal, Colma, CA.
• Een kind van Simon EphraiM en Johanna Lutomirski

Gezin van Rosalie EphraiM

Zij is getrouwd met Wolf Saul SchereK.

Zij zijn getrouwd op 10 mei 1868 te 7 WasserStr., Poznan, Wlkp., Poland, zij was toen 25 jaar oud.

Kind(eren):

1. Bertha Scherek  1869-1946 
2. Simon Scherek  1870-1878
3. Siegfried SchereK  1871-1944 
4. Franziska Flora Scherek  1872-1928 
5. Wanda Scherek  1875-1960 
6. Carl SchereK  1879-1943 

Notities over Rosalie EphraiM

8 children born; 5 alive in 1900, ! She spelled it Scherek. 1900 census Sheirek.

BIOGRAPHY: From her poems:
"POEMS FOR MY CHILDREN TO REMEMBER ME BY, Rosalie Scherek, 1 January 2000, San Francisco, California, USA "

BIOGRAPHY: When I was in Germany, I saw all my loved ones again
And I felt in my heart that I suffered much, ever since I had crossed the ocean.
I disliked being in America.
It was not as I expected it to be.
People made fun of the way I spoke.
They thought I was ignorant.
When one cannot speak well, it is wiser to keep quiet.
Worries we had plenty, I had no peace of mind nor rest.
But in time I became wiser.
Business improved and I had new hope.
I was rewarded with many gifts.
I made my demands and asked for a ticket to my homeland and see to whom I was related.
When I arrived in their midst, my two sisters welcomed me.
One sister, having lost her husband cried on my shoulder.
I wanted to comfort her, but she said her pain was too much, she could not bear it.
Nephews and nieces were very kind and never disappointed me.
They tried to entertain me and took me out, the three of them.
It was good to be home and sit around the dinner table.
But it was not my house any more and I felt, I had to go back to San Francisco.
I needed to be with my husband and my children.
It was time to say farewell. My body was trembling having been in my home town again.
I stood at the gravestones of my beloved ones,
What I had wished in my dreams came true and I wanted to rest there forever.
Alas, it was not to be, I had to tear away. I hope that on earth I will find this joy again. Pg 59

BIOGRAPHY: Oh, how heavy is my heart.
Life's burden was too heavy.
Where are those joyful days
We are drowning, and no one comes to save us.
I am burdened by America.
Wished I had never known this land.
Where is the neighborly lovess
When man is troubled he must help himself and be alone. Pg 148

BIOGRAPHY: After my death you may read that I would have rather stayed in my native country.
I felt at home there living on our land.
I had neither worry nor care, also I was surrounded by my loved ones.
I had my religion and we honored the holidays.
Now I must find a better homeland where my soul will have rest. P 126.

BIOGRAPHY: It is almost midnight, I woke up from my sleep and now I am sitting here alone.
My husband is still in the shop with Carl.
They are selling shoes.
All I hear them talk about are shoes and shoes and shoes.
I wish they were seven mile boots and would take me to Germany.
Here I am in a foreign land and only close to my children. P 59.

BIOGRAPHY: My heart aches.
Oh, if I could only be in my homeland.
I feel very lonely here.
For a long time I have lived in Poznan, my beloved land.
Wished, I could return there. P 13.

Although you are faraway, we love you all. Today, when two people will unite we wont want to be behind with our wishes.
Although we cannot join your festivities, we will toast to the well being of the young couple.
May there be happy years ahead of them.
May the parent share good life till eternity.
You guests join in and sing for my sister:
Live high, high, high, the whole family Neumark.
That is my wish

Nothing can make happy this one
Who is missing this treasure,
Nothing can delight this on when one is suffering of blindness,
For him are locked out
All the wonders of nature.
And from love surrounded
He can only see it in his mind.
Heavy chains are holding him
Tied to one single spot,
In his home country only
In him happy place
And what he cant see.
But still hope and trust
That one day the morning
Light will shine

The first of January is the third date that is made for my sisters to celebrate the Wedding. And because Wanda is the third, George can think that he had hit every nine
Every good thing is three say and old expression. The truth you can see at our Momma.
We are happy with the choice of our Momma, She is the third of her sisters. And the same with my father. He is the third of his brothers. He can count very good. And he counts on Karl, that he is a good support in all happenings of the life and hope, that he doesn't count wrong.

Wanda's mother-in-law is supposed to be a brave and pious women. Her name is Rosalie. Siegfried's mother-in-law is a smart and beautiful woman and is called Rosalie. Henry's mother-in-law is called Rosalie, she want to get busy for to become a good mother-in-law.
Now empty your glasses, the mothers-in-law shall live and their husbands too.

SUMMER EVENING

Friendly still the sun is laughing before the stars are coming, and the ephine gently breezes over some rosy cheeks. And the song of the Philomel sings delightful in our ear, and awake and still dreaming the soul rises against the sky. And the weak flower bends its head covered with foliage till the morning moister waters her and mild sunshine adores it.
Crickets are zipping flies are flying, the air is full of flower smell. Even cold heard become warm in the friendly nature.
And when sorrows bend you the moon happy greets you hoping that a softly sleep closes your eyes and lets you forget everything. All the troubles are moving far away, because in our sleep often the poorest become rich.
Once I felt everything my pen is telling. But since the light went away from me a days pains worries me. Never again I can see the sun, never its shine lightening the darkness and never again my heart feels this happiness,
To the gleaming of the stars, I never can lift my eyes, to the silver light of the moon, my eyes never will go, because darkness surrounds me even in the light of day. Joyless and monotony is life for these who unable to see.
But anyway, I want to praise the Lord daily every hour, still I can hear happy melodies from near and far. Still I can move my bones, my hands and feet still follow my commands. Still I can walk through the house, even I sometimes there are little bumps here and there, and still my mouth and speak,

For to say how hard it is around the heart, for every sickness is sad. Blindness brings a lot of pain but still have some friends faithful in miss fortune as in luck. And all the lovedoves who love me help me with my hard destiny. God give them long life on earth and health and happiness.
But free me and take me home in your eyes is pain and joy and true love and happiness, hell shinning like the sun it goes into your heard.
Very often you find the peoples heart in their eyes, it could be joy or pain.
But because nothing shows in the eye, because the starlight disappeared what the mouth doesnt say says in this case the hand, Oh luck who till can see, he should love the Lord and praise him every time.

Nothing can make happy this one who is missing this treasure nothing can delight this one who is suffering of blindness. For him are locked out all the wonders of nature, and from love surrounded he only can see them in his mind. Heavy chairs are holding him tied to one single spot. His home country is his happy place and what he cant see but still hope and trust that one day the morning light will shine.

Obit: In St.Helena, May 29, entered into peaceful rest, Rosalie, dearly beloved wife of Saul W. Shirek and beloved mother of Mrs, H.M.Rogers, Mrs, I.Glaser of St.Helena, and Mrs.H.Marcus of Redwood City and Carl Shirek and Siegfried Shirek of New York, a native of Wlkp., Poland, aged 62 years.

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