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Inside an Amish Schoolhouse: A Personal Account of an Amish Christmas Play
Inside an Amish Schoolhouse: A Personal Account of an Amish Christmas Play
Inside an Amish Schoolhouse: A Personal Account of an Amish Christmas Play
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How different are Amish schools from our public ones? Author Serena B. Miller finds out when a friend invites her to a Christmas program in a one-room Amish school. As Serena watches the Amish children recite and sing, she is reminded of the reasons Amish parents once willingly went to jail to protect their right to educate their children in the ways they thought best.

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Release dateMar 9, 2017
ISBN9781940283265
Inside an Amish Schoolhouse: A Personal Account of an Amish Christmas Play
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Serena B. Miller

Prior to writing novels, Serena Miller wrote for many periodicals, including Woman’s World, Guideposts, Reader’s Digest, Focus on the Family, Christian Woman, and The Detroit Free Press Magazine. She has spent many years partnering with her husband in full-time ministry and lives on a farm in southern Ohio near a thriving Amish community.

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    Inside an Amish Schoolhouse - Serena B. Miller

    Part I

    Afew weeks ago , an Amish friend called from her family’s telephone shanty to invite me to the annual Christmas program that would be performed at their church’s one-room school house. Some of her own children would have speaking parts. She thought I might be interested in coming and had already checked with the two teachers before she called. After some discussion, they had given their permission for me to come.

    Few invitations have ever pleased me more.

    I’ve always longed to visit an Amish school house. As someone who writes about the Amish, I try to be as accurate in my portrayal of their culture as possible. I’ve been invited to their worship services, two weddings, several cookouts, and I often stay with Old Order Amish friends when I’m in the Holmes County area, which is the largest Amish settlement in the world.

    But I’ve never been invited inside an Amish school. Nor have I ever asked. Amish children are, as much as possible, sheltered from Englisch influences. An Amish person would be welcome to drop into a one-room schoolhouse and they often do. I am not Amish and therefore I do not belong there. At least not without a direct invitation.

    Although I live a little over three hours from the large Holmes County, Ohio settlement, our own area has been blessed in recent years with a rapidly growing Amish settlement a few miles from my home. When I first became acquainted with these industrious people, I thought all Amish churches were alike.

    I was wrong. There are over forty different Amish sects. The most well-known are the Old Order Amish, but the church settlement nearest us are from what they call the Andy Weaver sect. This branch is much more conservative than the Old Order Amish but slightly more liberal than the Swartzentrubers.

    These new Amish neighbors have brought many helpful things into our area. Many useful home businesses have opened up on some of our back country roads. It is also good to know that teams of skilled Amish carpenters are readily available.

    I have become friends with Emma, an Amish mother of seven, who lives nearby. Our friendship has been developed in small, careful, increments over the past few years as I’ve stopped by her husband’s home business. We have talked about pregnancies and discussed local midwives. When anyone in my family is ill, she sympathizes and offers suggestions. She often has small gifts for me to take home--a ripe watermelon from her garden, a pound of homemade butter, extra tomatoes. Sometimes she offers a small treat from her kitchen.

    We’ve discussed cooking, canning, gardening, herbal medicine, the best way to churn butter and how she prefers working outdoors to being inside. She’s asked me into her home to show me the new flooring her husband installed the week before it was their turn to host their two-hundred member church. This is always a time that the host family fills with a great flurry of cleaning and fixing up.

    I’ve discovered that even though we dress differently, there really isn’t a lot of difference between Emma and me. She loves her family, and I love mine. She worries about feeding them well and keeping them healthy, just like me. She loves being outdoors and I do, too. Both of

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