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Camphill Village, West Coast SOUTH AFRICA, PO Box 1451, Dassenberg, 7350

Tel: 021 571 8600 [email protected] – www.camphill.org.za

Spring Did Come by Macy Dvirnak

Spring did come, On butterfly's wings.

On a flitting bird, And the song it sings.

Spring did come,

When the flowers bloomed, When it filled the air

With a sweet perfume.

Spring did come, On the morning's breeze.

Spring did come, On budding leaves.

Spring did come, On blades of dew. Spring did come, In skies of blue.

Spring did come,

With a joyous ring.

Spring did come...

Welcome, Spring!

September 2012 Newsletter

In our September edition... For Your Diary...

Spring Did Come - a poem

Kaspar Hauser-An Enigma

The Houses Part 8

‘Blooming Marvelous’

Camphill...The Right Place...

Don’t Forget to Remember to....

FOR YOUR DIARY

Camphill Country Market 7th October 2012 - 11am till 4pm

Come and enjoy a day out with your

family in Camphill Village West Coast.

The weather has been quite dismal BUT we have the

perfect solution – bring your family and relax in the

country with us......we have a great variety of stall

holders selling hand produced items, a variety of

delicious foods, plants, jewellery, candles, koesisters

and much much more. Enjoy delicious cake, coffee

and tea in the Bay Leaf Café; fill your shopping bag

with Camphill’s pampering bath & body products, dew

fresh veggies, wholesome breads & healthy yoghurt.

We look forward to seeing you!



Kaspar Hauser as he was first seen in public

Kaspar Hauser – An Enigma by Christoph Jensen

Kaspar Hauser, whose 200th birthday is celebrated on September

29th, has touched the hearts of people across the world. The

foundling, who appeared on the streets of Nuremberg on a Whit-

Monday in 1828, has become the subject of research which has

resulted in thousands of books extending not only into literature,

but as someone coined it ‘literary battlefields’.

For sure, a crime was committed, first the incarceration over a

period of some 12 years in a dungeon with hardly any light and

him being fed on bread and water – only to be released with ill-

fitting clothes, a letter in his hand, uttering his supposed name

‘Kaspar’ and a few words ‘I want to be horseman like my father

was’, that he must have been taught in his captivity. Five short

years later he was stabbed to die on December 17th 1833. In the

words of the friend of Kaspar Hauser and criminal investigator

Feuerbach: ‘Kaspar must be a personality with whose life and

death mighty interests must be interwoven. … Who could have an

interest to dare death on the gallows because of a poor foundling

living by the mercy of strangers, if there would not have been more

to this foundling than any other foundling?’ By the time Feuerbach

wrote down these words he was close to solving the riddle of

Kaspar’s origin – and also Feuerbach paid the ultimate price for his

efforts. He found out that Kaspar was a the legitimate crown-

prince of the House of Baaden, destined to play a leading role in the

development of the humanitarian ideals then prevailing in Middle Europe in the land of ‘poets and composers’.

That Germany succumbed to become the powerhouse in terms of economic and military might, making it into

something to be feared, had in no small measure to do with this crime. Kaspar’s blood-relatives were to be found in

almost all dynastic houses across Europe. Therefore, whoever coined the phrase ‘The Child of Europe’, referring to

Kaspar Hauser, was not too far off the mark – and it was the common people who took him into their hearts. To this

day he is a legend, living in the folklore of novels, films and songs.

However, apart from this crime, there was another dimension. It is the soul-spiritual riddle that he posed. This was

captured in the novel of Jakob Wassermann: ‘Caspar Hauser – The Enigma of a Century’. Jakob Wassermann fled

Germany to settle in the USA, being thoroughly disappointed with the development of his home-country. His novel,

which is really a study in the development of a special soul, un-recognised, vilified and ultimately destroyed, gives

deep insights into the soul-spiritual development of any human being. Without being sentimental he describes the

dangers of one-sided education systems, personified by Kaspar’s tormentor and last teacher Meyer – but also how the

web of persons surrounding Kaspar encroach on the innocence of this ‘unfortunate youth’. In the words of Professor

Daumer, his first teacher: ‘If one would not be beset by these literary guttersnipes who persecute with their mockery

and derision anyone who even only touches slightly upon something unaccustomed and unusual, one could dare to

indicate something important and different concerning Kaspar. At times it seemed as if he had been momentarily

clairvoyant and would have been able as a consequence to read directly in the soul of others.’ Is it not this ability that

we describe with the word ‘touching’ … an experience that connects us with our own innocence and to the essence of

another human being, unconditional?



Fairways

Trichocephalus stipularis: Hondegesiggie

The Houses Part 8 by Lee Adams

Fairways:

Fairways house was built by the Nomads Gold Club as a gift to

Camphill Village in 1976. It is made up of 3 independent living

spaces: a one-bedroom flat with a living room, kitchen and

bathroom, and two single rooms, each with its own bathroom.

These two single rooms were initially used as quest

accommodation, but later residents were able to live there

independently. Mrs Tilla König, the ‘mother’ of all of Camphill

first occupied the flat when she came to retire in South Africa.

Later Nina Rowley the Camphill secretary took up residence

there. Bill Chambers, a retired co-worker currently lives in the

flat. A great cork oak tree growing quite close to Fairways provides wonderful shade and gives character to the

building.

Kaspar Hauser in South Africa

Man's goodness is a flame that can be hidden, but never extinguished. NELSON MANDELA

Premier: October 13th, 2012 at 8 pm in the Community Centre,

Camphill Village West Coast

Dedicated to: Peter Bayne, Halcot Forsyth-King, Paul Scott, and Peter Townsend who all died

within one year – true pioneers in the Art of Living. Their spirit lives on.

Adaptation of Carlo Pietzner’s Play: … and from the night, Kaspar

‘Blooming’ Marvellous..... by Lee Adams

...is what it was...the annual Mamre Wildflower Show which took place on the weekend of the 14th -16th

September. The Huis-ten-Bos household was lucky enough to have been part of this beautiful botanical

event. After a rather cold start, the dull day thawed and the sun managed to shine through the clouds.

There was an assortment of stalls selling a wide variety of

wares from delicious foods, baked goods, jewellery, toys,

handmade sandals, picnic baskets, books and face-painting. A

donkey-cart took patrons on a short sedate trip, while the up-

tempo music had people, especially our Antolien and Darren,

bopping and singing along.

The marquis which housed the landscaped flower show also

had a display of single wildflower blooms accompanied by the

common name eg: hondegesiggie (dog face) and the Latin

name: Trichocephalus stipularis. There was also a stand with

botanical illustrations done by Ben Moses, an artist from Mamre.

At the Loben Hall we enjoyed coffee and cake before wandering over to the Moravian Church, built in 1818, where we

were treated to an awe-inspiring performance by the Cape Town Philharmonic Orchestra.



Soft Seats....

Donate a cushion to

Camphill’s ‘Soft Seat’

drive to provide a comfie

seat to visitors at our

monthly Country Market.

Drop your cushion

donation off at the

Charity Shop.

Their program included works by Von Suppe (Light Cavalry Overture), Elgar ( Salut d’amour), Massenet (Thais:

Meditation) and Bizet (Carmen Suite).

Enraptured, we listened, and absorbed – rooted (no pun intended...) to our seats. All too soon it was over. Strolling

back to our mini-bus the animated talk amongst the Huis-ten-Bos household was all about the botanical wonder of

the show, and everything we had seen and experienced during the day. Thus, sated in body and soul, we returned

home to Camphill.

Camphill .... The Right Place .....

If you are the parent or sibling of a person between the ages of 18 and 35 with

special needs and you’re looking for a place where they can be part of a multi-

cultural community, where they will be able to grow as an individual, be

supported and cared for, learn new skills and contribute in a valuable way, then

Camphill Village might just be the right place for them.

For more information on how your child or sibling can become a member of a

thriving and exciting group of people living with special needs then call

Mrs Tracey Parsons, Camphill Social Worker on tel: 021 571 8650 during office

hours, alternately send her an email: [email protected] for more

information.

Don’t Forget to Remember to...... ........Make Camphill Village West Coast the beneficiary on your MySchool MyVillage MyPlanet card;

every donation Camphill receives from this card goes to the support of residents who don’t have family able

to support them.

.......Donate your good second hand clothing to our quirky Charity Shop

‘Every human being has the eternal duty of transforming what

is hard and brutal into a subtle and tender offering, what is

crude into refinement, what is ugly into beauty, ignorance into

knowledge, confrontation into collaboration, thereby re-

discovering the child’s dream of a creative reality incessantly

renewed by death, the servant of life, and by life, the servant

of love.’

Yehudi Menuhin

mailto:[email protected]

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