Musically Speaking: A Life Through Song
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"Music, I have come to realize, is for me a kind of golden thread running through my life. It has helped maintain my connection with the past that otherwise might have been severed by catastrophe and time. I am often asked—indeed, I often wonder myself—why it is that I should always have had such joie de vivre in the face of the losses and dislocations I had to endure in my early years. The answer I always gave was that the warmth and security of my early childhood had a remarkable power and influence. This is certainly true. But now I have realized that there is another part to the answer. And that is music."—from the introduction
Who among us does not have a song that triggers vivid memories—of jubilation, of belonging, of sorrow, of love? In Musically Speaking, Dr. Ruth K. Westheimer, one of America's most beloved personalities, has written a warm and contemplative book about the role music has played in her life and the ineradicable traces it has left on her thoughts, emotions, her very being.
In this memoir through song, Dr. Ruth invites us to share her story from a uniquely musical perspective. By the time she was thirty, Ruth Westheimer had lived in five countries, each with a distinctive musical culture, each with a different hold on her sensibility. For the first ten years of her life, the comforting melodies of childhood helped drown out the anthems of Nazism to be heard elsewhere in her native Germany; as an adolescent refugee in Switzerland, she came to be aware that, however loudly she sang the patriotic songs of the land that gave her shelter, she could never truly be at home there.
Present at the creation of the modern state of Israel, she sang and danced to the new music of a new nation; as a young woman eagerly absorbing all that Paris had to offer in the way of romance and worldliness in the early 1950s, the songs of Edith Piaf, Mouloudji, and Yves Montand were her tutors. An almost accidental emigration to America brought new challenges and new stability, as she became a wife, mother, and professional; tremendous and unforeseen celebrity came later, and with it the giddy opportunity to indulge her love of music as never before.
Always, the classical repertoire of Mozart, Haydn, Beethoven, and Brahms has drawn Westheimer to a German culture that has belonged—and not belonged—to her throughout her life. And always, the music of the Jewish tradition has given her strength and comfort beyond words.
Affording a view of Dr. Ruth from a rare private vantage point, Musically Speaking offers wondrous testimony to the resilience of the human spirit. This is a book full of color, verve, humor, and wisdom, unfolding gracefully through the beloved music of the Jewish holidays, the lullabies of childhood, the songs that sustained an orphan and roused the courage of a young woman, the melodies that enable a widow grieving for her husband to recall, from deep within the years of love, companionship, and happiness.
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Musically Speaking - Dr. Ruth K. Westheimer
CHAPTER ONE
Dear bird, fly on
I was born in 1928 in Frankfurt am Main—Frankfurt on the Main River–in Germany. My childhood, what little of it I had, was by any measure a happy one. My father sold notions for a living, and the family was comfortable but by no means wealthy. We— my parents, my grandmother, and me, the only child—lived in a ground-floor, four-room apartment on Brahmsstrasse (all the streets in the neighborhood were named after composers—a coincidence, given the subject of this book, but also an indication of the respect Frankfurt and Germany accorded music and the men who created it). I loved going to school, and I did well enough that at the beginning of the fifth grade, I was selected to enter the Sexta, the first part of the gymnasium, or high school. One of my favorite memories is of a game we played at recess. The girls all held hands and walked in a circle around another girl, who acted out the story of a little princess who at first was sad and cried but then met Prince Charming. All the while everybody else sang songs about her story. So you see that love and romance—and a sense of community—were all part of my life from a very early age.
I remember participating in another such play-song with the neighborhood children—Christian and Jew—on Brahmsstrasse. We would stand in a circle, and when you were it,
you would sing, Brüderlein, komm, tanz mit mir
(Little boy, come dance with me
), and go over to a boy and take him by the hand. I especially loved that part!
That song is still in my head today, and so are a number of other simple German songs. The first song I ever learned, I think, was Backe, backe Kuchen
(Bake, bake a cake
), a children’s song where you clap your hands to the rhythm. Zeigt hier eure Füsschen
(Show your feet and look at the washerwoman
) was another one of those games where we stood in a circle and acted out a story with song and movements. I don’t know why children in today’s world don’t seem to be taught these songs as much as we were. They teach not only coordination and movement but also cooperation, how to act in unison, and how to be attentive and disciplined depending on what the words tell you to do.
My dear friend Ilse Wyler, who spent the years of World War II with me in a children’s home in Switzerland—more about that later—and who now lives near Zurich, recently mailed me an old book of German children’s songs. Paging through it, I found that a remarkable number of the songs came back to me instantly, as if it were yesterday that I was singing them. Songs such as Hopp, hopp, hopp
(Hop, hop, little horse, run
), Es klappert die Mühle am rauschenden Bach
(The mill standing at a small river makes the noise clip clop clip clop
), Der Kuckuck und der Esel
(wherein the cuckoo and the donkey quarrel about who sings the best during the lovely days of May), Fuchs, du hast die Gans gestohlen
(Fox, you stole the goose / Return her or the hunter will get you with his rifle
), and Ein Männlein steht im Walde
(A little man stands in the woods alone and quiet
) are all suddenly alive for me again. They are all old folk songs, or melodies composed in the nineteenth century (mostly in the early nineteenth century), and here I am, sitting a continent away in the early years of the twenty-first century, still humming them and finding myself immediately transported to the streets of Frankfurt more than six decades ago. It is a remarkable demonstration of the power of music and song to overcome time, space, and history.
I remember quite a few German lullabies from my childhood: Brahms’s Lullaby,
of course, which my parents and grandmother must have sung to me from the time I was a baby; Weißt du, wieviel Sternlein stehen
(Do you know how many stars are in the blue canopy of sky?
), Schlaf, Kindlein, schlaf
(Sleep, little child, sleep
), and another delightful lullaby, Die Blümelein, sie schlafen
(The flowers, they sleep in the moonlight. . . . / The blossoming tree quivers, it whispers as if in a dream, / ‘Sleep, sleep my little child.’
). I sang that lullaby— which has a melody written by Heinrich Isaak back in 1490—to my children. And maybe I mangled the melody, but I felt—and still feel—the sweetness of it in my bones.
The psychoanalyst Theodor Reik once wrote an entire book, called The Haunting Melody, about the uncanny way a piece of music—even just a line of a song—will stay with us over decades and decades, popping into the mind when we least expect it, sometimes sliding in stealthily, but sometimes packing a sizable emotional wallop. Nothing that passes through the intellect, such as a line of poetry or the memory of a work of art, a fragrance or a smell, can haunt us with the same intensity or cause us to react with the same vigor,
he writes,* and he cites Proust’s Remembrance of Things Past, where Swann is haunted by a little phrase
(la petite phrase) from a piano and violin sonata. It works much like the more famous Madeleine cookie in the same novel: every time he hears it, it powerfully and ineffably evokes the image of his lover Odette. I like the image, though for me the songs of my childhood are more like pictures in a photograph album than a plate of cookies. When a piece of music is meaningful to me, it anchors the memory of not just the people or places with which I associate it but the feelings as well, even feelings of hopelessness and despair.
*Theodor Reik, The Haunting Melody: Psychoanalytic Experiences in Life and Music (New York: Farrar, Straus & Cudahy, 1953), p. 27.
Two songs from my early childhood that would have meanings I could not foresee are Hänschen klein
and Kommt ein Vogel geflogen.
Both sing of children separated from their parents, and I guess I respond more to the lyrics than to their lilting music. Hänschen klein,
or Little Hans,
is a folk melody with words supplied by the nineteenth-century writer Franz Wiedemann. These