This is the final post in a series written by Frieda, my mother. These are her memories of Sara her first rambunctious child and their adventures on the mission field. Click this link to start at the beginning.
When Sara was about eight, Hal took her to a specialist when we were in the States. After doing a lot of tests, the doctor confirmed what we already had figured out, that she was hyperactive and had mild dyslexia. He told Hal just to be glad she was a girl since it wouldn’t be necessary for her to go to college! This comment made Hal furious. She gradually outgrew most of the dyslexia and hyperactivity (or ADD as it is called now).
Sara did graduate from college with a degree in music. She has a wonderful husband who is a seminary graduate and a very good Bible teacher, and who has his own accounting business. They have three children.
I am very proud of Sara, and her talents and accomplishments are many. She has homeschooled her three children. (For me, that in itself says enough.) For years she taught children to sing and led a children’s choir at church. She has very ably led an adult church choir. Until she had to quit because of arthritis in her hands, she had her own small fancy sewing business.