Published August 2013:
Until the age of nine I was taught in France. After I came to Germany, I was taught by my father. The basic mathematical knowledge that I learned from him, I am still using in my current work. As a teenager, I then worked two years in the garden, brought firewood to the house, had a baking day, and a day in which I learned how to make tofu and yogurt.
Three times I visited the USA, where I learned instrument making. I also learned how important it is to support others, rather than to just do things for myself. After that I worded a long time on our kitchen installation team and then entered the solar industry. Our master carpenter told me a lot about planning programs and I had a subsequent computer course. Our teacher let us use the computer from the beginning to deal with the different plans and dimensions.
In my youth hood, my parents really accepted me and I turned my heart to them. Even though I had problems – I never felt that they never pointed them back at me. I could find answers to my questions. I knew that my parents were always there for me. I did not grow up with a divided heart, just pretending as if nothing was wrong. I did not have to knock through life, searching for my peer’s recognition. When you grow up, of course there are problems, but we must always find unity knowing that God is behind it all. Once you are no longer willing to be flexible, to submit to and to add to the life you have – the conditions you live in – you will be bitter.
My vision for this life is that it is our time together. In this way, it resembles marriage. Namely, one can live together in peace, or you can live together and not be right with each other. Only when there is agreement can we can truly love people. I’m glad to see my friends give their lives to this cause, and that’s my belief, too.
Noah, 27 years
Current photos of the family:
Noah has recently been in court for the main hearing concerning the custody of his beloved son, Jonathan. See the post, “A Young Family in Court” for more about it.
For a moving account of how the Raid and the subsequent treatment of their family at the hands of the Jugendamt, see “Why did they take away our son?” (written by his wife, Moedah).
See a true and insightful account by a professional of the life she observed for over a decade of the Twelve Tribes; an account focused on the Tlapak family: “Statement by M.W.”
An account of their wedding is at the post, “The Nicest Song on Earth” (written by her mother, Chassidah).