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April 1, 2023
When I was a little girl, Frau Clauson was the most magical babysitter my little sister and I had - we grew up in Redmond (in the woods - it was the country then) and she was going to school at the UW to get her degree so she could teach, and babysitting on the side.  She brought the MOST fun games and German toys, and we loved her dearly.  So when I got into junior high at Redmond (and by the way I had her husband for science) I started taking German language class in 7th grade, and even though I was at Redmond H.S., she sent me to Hamburg as part of her wonderful exchange program in 1972.  My German family is like my blood family to this day, I love them very much; and the chance Frau Clauson gave me to see and understand another world in that way was a huge turning point in my life.  I remember her saying if people knew people as PEOPLE, maybe there would never be another war.   She was an incredible, wise, kind, beautiful person and I am more grateful to her than I can ever say.
April 1, 2023
When Frau Clausen taught German at Lake Washington High School, we learned more than the language. She opened her heart and her home to us. One day after class, we began talking with her about her life in Germany, the war and how she came to be in the United States. We peppered her with questions, and at one point tears filled her eyes. I’ve never forgotten that day. As American teenagers in the 1960s, we had no understanding of what she had faced as a young woman. I remember a few of my teachers from high school. I will never forget 'die Frau'.

Immer noch

April 1, 2023
still meeting people that you touched and changed along the way - loved Jay's words - you left a legacy that will continue to foster changes into coming generations - you would be so proud, yet i can hear you 'ach' as you try to pass it off - miss you daily
April 1, 2023
So it’s been fifty years since I went to West Germany. Got a call the other day on an old land line I’ve had for probably forty. My german sister requesting for her nephew to stay a few days. Brings back many memories. Riding around in the Rambler, gold tinsel and candles on the tree, her naming my first dog, kuchen and on and on.
Frau was tough. She knew what was needed to actually master a foreign language and she insisted on it. Thank you Frau.
Looking forward to the upcoming visit. He will hear about you and will be extended hospitality in your honor. I’m not sure you intended a legacy but you certainly left one. 
Learning to speak a foreign language, living inside a foreign culture is one of the most formative and valuable experiences of my life. Rest in eternal peace, neighbor lady

The Frau!

April 16, 2015

When I got to Juanita High School in September 1985 and had signed up for 1st year German class with Frau Strom I remember hearing to watch out for "The Frau!!"  Frau Clauson was this mean old lady who would make my life a living hell if I were to continue with German.  

After the 1st week of school she came in to our class because, she did not have enough 2nd level students to the Exchange program if she didn't get more bodies, so she asked "who wants to come to 2nd level German class, you go to Germany in 2 years...?" and as I was thinking about it she added "1 HOUR HOMEWORK EVERY NIGHT!" ... my hand promptly went down.

I continued with Frau Strom and was a Junior made it to Frau Clauson's 2nd level German class and the stories I'd heard were right - she was mean, she was hard, she was tough, she was relentless, she genuinely cared for all of her students and she was very happy person (but I found this out later)... everything that made her a great teacher. 

As her T.A. when I was a senior, she and I had fun watching the younger students for chewing gum.  As she'd say "it's hard enough to understand you in English when you chew gum, how can you speak a different language with gum?"  There was 1 girl, Shawna Spencer who ALWAYS... chewed gum and since "you chew gum 5 times you bake a cake... I love chocolate!" so I made sure that Shawna had a time of chewing gum at least once a week, I wanted cake at least once a month.

After Graduation, I came back to visit that 'mean', that 'terrible' teacher because she was one of the best teachers I'd ever had.  I also remember seeing her drive her light blue Toyota Celica around the streets and would honk/wave if we were stopped.  I enjoyed her, as a person, so much so that I invited her to my 1st wedding in 1993 and game me a wonderful gift that was slightly damaged but looking at her Obit, she might have brought with her from Germany which makes it that much more special.  To this day, 12 years into my 2nd marriage that gift still sits on the mantel of my fire place.

Rest in Peace Frau.... The German you taught me almost 30 years ago has come in handy a few times when I've been to Germany.
 
 

An incredible life well lived

April 10, 2015

How does one sum up a lifetime epitomized by a teacher/mother/warrior’s heart? She lived to make the world a smaller place, to help people deeply understand the hearts of not only people a continent away, but also the people around us in our daily lives. She displayed an insatiable hunger for learning and knowledge, whether exemplified through 50+ years as a teacher or still taking classes at the U. of W. well into her 90’s (former students are allowed to be ‘outraged’ that she would no longer take the course exams – claimed that she just wanted knowledge).

Meeting our father, a soldier still stationed in war torn Germany after the war, began a dual love affair with her native Germany and home to be, America. She witnessed American soldiers, after losing friends and brothers in the war, give freely of their meager C-rations and chocolates to the German children and hungry. When she came to the States with our father, she saw and heard so many stories of American families ravaged and hurt by losses in the war as well, bitter against the ‘German War Machine’. She became driven to let her new country know that if they would just know the hearts and people of Germany, they would know that people are very much the same everywhere with similar dreams, hopes, moments of despair, and triumphs.

This drive to bring two worlds together fueled the work, commitment, and single-minded focus (that would become her trademark) to a level that would gain local, nation, and international awards and attention over the next 50 years. A mother who barely spoke the language with 3 boys took on 3 additional jobs while putting herself through the tough courses at the University of Washington necessary to get her Bachelors, then her teaching degree, and then a Master’s degree. She began teaching German at Lake Washington High School in the 60’s, but soon realized that this was not enough to allow the students to know the heart and soul of the people whose language they were learning. She started an Exchange Program with Germany (her own time and money) which would send US students to Germany for 6 months, ostensibly to study, but in reality to learn to understand and love another people by living with their families for this time. The German counterpart students from the host families would then come here and do the same, creating bonds that have lasted for many over decades.

She taught into her 80’s, attended universities into her 90’s, had season tickets to the plays and operas well into her 90’s, skied into her 70’s, and played tennis into her early 80’s. Mom lived her life fully, loving her gatherings and dinners with her various groups of friends, all of which had a profound and loving impact on her life and her success.

If asked to sum up her life, she would not mention the many awards and accolades that she received over the years, but would tearfully point to the letters from the students that continued to come in long after she ‘retired’, each saying that she had changed their life, or she would reiterate how grateful she was to have come to America, what a great country it was that had given her the opportunities for healing nations, and how proud she was to be an ‘American’ and part of a country that does so much in so many ways to help those in need around the world.


Mom, Omi, Frau - you taught all of us to live fully and aware, in understanding and compassion, with courage and integrity. Because of you, all of us are more...  

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