Welcome to “THE GRATITUDE” Blog Tour! @ptlperrin @4WillsPub @RRBC_Org @Tweets4RWISA #RRBC #RWISA

Imagine moving to a foreign country where you don’t know anybody, don’t understand the language, can’t read signs, labels, or directions, and you’re too young and inexperienced to be aware that their customs are different than in your country. Imagine being forced to attend a foreign school there, where no one speaks your language.

Welcome to my world. I was twelve when Dad retired from the military, packed up his family and belongings, and herded us to Germany, where I started the equivalent of fifth grade. I felt like baitfish thrown in with sharks.

We five siblings grew up together in that life, each of us from one to two years apart—an adorable staircase of kids—girl, boy, girl, boy, girl. Our sister, three years older than I and our Dad’s daughter, lived with her mom and wasn’t allowed to join us, even for visits. We knew of her but had never met her. I longed to have her with us because being the first of five siblings was no picnic, and she would have been the first of six and responsible for all of us. She would also have gotten the blame for everything anybody else did. Instead, that honor was mine. I digress.

As you’ll read in this excerpt from Reflections of a Misfit, I also longed for a big brother, but for different reasons. Protection would have helped in the hostile environment of a foreign school. I didn’t know it then, but I had all the protection I needed.



I spent my fifth grade in a German school. My family moved from Texas to Germany, and Dad was no longer affiliated with the military. He and Mom couldn’t afford the tuition that civilians were charged for the American schools, so we went to a local German school.

In retrospect, it was a wonderful educational experience, but it sure was tough at the time. No one spoke English to us, and we didn’t know a word of German. By the end of the year, we were fluent in the language and things were looking up.

Then we moved to Italy and repeated the process in an Italian school. I had to learn Latin and Algebra right along with Italian. I considered that three foreign languages at once.

The kids in those schools were like kids everywhere. At first, we felt as if they were always staring and talking about us. It hurt when they’d laugh and turn away. Some were friendly, others not so much. I longed for a big brother to shield me from the pain of perceived rejection. I felt vulnerable and a little lost. I wish I had known then that I did have a big Brother who was watching out for me, every minute of every day, according to Paul in Romans 8.

“Who would dare tangle with God by messing with one of God’s chosen?”

God knows us by name. He called us. He chose us.

“Do you think anyone is going to be able to drive a wedge between us and Christ’s love for us?

“There is no way! Not trouble, not hard times, not hatred, not hunger, not homelessness, not bullying threats, not backstabbing, not even the worst sins listed in Scripture.”

Paul should know. He experienced it all. “None of this fazes us because Jesus loves us. I’m absolutely convinced that nothing—nothing living or dead, angelic or demonic, today or tomorrow, high or low, thinkable or unthinkable—absolutely nothing can get between us and God’s love because of the way that Jesus our Master has embraced us.”

How can we lose with God on our side? He sent his Son for us. What wouldn’t he do for us? Jesus is in the presence of God the Father right now, sticking up for us. Who wouldn’t want such a big brother standing against the bullies of the world?

Over time, I learned the languages of the countries we lived in and discovered that people are the same everywhere We all need the assurance that we have someone watching out for us. I’m so grateful that Paul shared this assurance with us.


Short bio for Reflections

P.T.L. Perrin (Patty) wasn’t interested in the Bible, but as much as she tried to evade the God of the Bible, she found Him at every turn. She finally surrendered and wondered why she’d run for so long.

Patty grew up as a military brat in Europe, where she attended German and Italian schools before American high school and college. She draws from a deep well of life experiences and has discovered that we are all misfits in some way.

Patty and her husband live in south Florida, the happy grandparents of a fluid, constantly growing family.

Find P.T.L. Perrin on social media

Blog: https://www.ptlperrinwrites.com

Website: https://www.ptlperrin.org

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/AuthorPattyPerrin/

Amazon Author Page: https://www.amazon.com/author/ptlperrin

Twitter: https://twitter.com/PTLPerrin

Email: ptlperrin8@gmail.com

Books by P.T.L. Perrin

Reflections of a Misfit

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B086XJS9Q4/

B&N:  https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/reflections-of-a-misfit-ptl-perrin/1120789421

Terra’s Call

Terra's Call: TetraSphere - Book 1 by [P.T.L. Perrin]

 Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07XHW6YH7/

B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/terras-call-p-t-l-perrin/1134398720

Triton’s Call

Triton's Call: Tetrasphere - Book 2 by [P.T.L. Perrin]

 Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07XHW6JXQ/

  B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/tritons-call-ptl-perrin/1124628999

Voice of Viracocha

Voice of Viracocha: Tetrasphere - Book 3 by [P.T.L. Perrin]

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07XJG3PZ1/

B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/voice-of-viracocha-p-t-l-perrin/1134398718

Terra’s Anthem

Terra's Anthem: Tetrasphere - Book 4 by [P.T.L. Perrin]

Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07XKMQF73/

B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/terras-anthem-p-t-l-perrin/1134398744

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54 thoughts on “Welcome to “THE GRATITUDE” Blog Tour! @ptlperrin @4WillsPub @RRBC_Org @Tweets4RWISA #RRBC #RWISA

  1. Wow, Patty. I can only imagine how difficult that was for children to be thrown into foreign countries and languages. But one thing that stood out to me is the resilience of children. And of course, God watches over his children. Beautiful post! Thank you for hosting, Robbie!

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    1. I changed schools 14 times during my childhood, Jan, so I know how hard it is to come in as the newby. Not being able to speak the language would make it much harder. Patty certainly managed to make the most of it. Thanks for visiting.

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      1. Thank you, Jan, for stopping by today! I’d love to hear your story, Robbie, and why you changed schools so often. It’s part of the Military Brat lifestyle, or more the Third Culture Kids’ lifestyle since we weren’t always in American schools. Thank God kids are resilient and can adapt to just about anything. Indeed, God does watch out for his children!

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      1. Hi, Joy! Thanks for stopping by today. Yes, those experiences enriched and broadened my life in many unexpected ways. As a child, you simply adjust to your circumstances and it isn’t always easy. But nothing is wasted in life, and in fact, my German improved in the many years I was away from that country. When my husband and I visited a few years ago, my command of the language was better than when I’d left thirty plus years before that. The human brain is a miracle.

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  2. That is a beautiful cover, Robbie. What a fascinating story from Patty. I can’t imagine how hard it was to be uprooted so many times, but what a wonderfully enriching experience too. The book sounds entrancing. Congrats to Patty and best of luck with her tour. 🙂

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  3. I can understand the shock of moving to a foreign country but I spoke English before coming to the US. Being moved away from all the friends and familiar environment and had to learn a new language must be very difficult. This book sounds fascinating, Patty. Thank you for hosting the blog tour, Robbie. 🙂

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    1. Thank you for stopping by, Miriam! Indeed, moving into a new culture is a wrenching experience even at its best. It takes time to adjust, to make friends, to even begin to fit in. The rewards far outweigh the temporary discomfort, though. I hope you’ve fully adjusted to being in the U.S. And again, thank you for hosting today, Robbie!

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      1. Thank you, Patty. Good thing I came as a grad student 40 years ago. I’m now retired living in California with my husband, and my daughter, her hubby and their two daughters living in another state.

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    1. When I was pregnant with Dyana, Yvette! Europe was my home by that time, and I dreaded coming here. It was harder to adjust to the area we first settled in (refer back to the first blog post on this tour), than it was to go to German school with no inkling of the language. God saved me in more ways than I can count. Thanks for stopping by!

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    1. Thank you for stopping by, Jacqui, and thanks for your kind words! Credit for the blog tour goes to 4WillsPublishing, associated with this amazing book club I belong to: Rave Reviews Book Club, or #RRBC. Ask Robbie about the club!

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  4. The first friend my son, Michael, made at ‘big’ school was a little Russian boy who couldn’t speak a word of English when he started. They are still friends today even though Iskander now lives in the UK.


  5. I had a similar experience when I moved to the States, I was an adult, I spoke English well and three other languages, but the feeling of being lost and wanted to be protected were the same. Have a great tour Patty, the book is on my list to read. Thanks, Robbie for this share.

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    1. My pleasure, Valentina, thank you for visiting and commenting. I moved school many times as a child but my schools were all English speaking so I was lucky in that respect. I hope you enjoy this book, Valentina, I also have it on my ipad.

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  6. Robbie, thanks for posting. It’s great getting to know more about Patty. I can’t even fathom moving to a country in the fifth grade, especially not knowing the language. It was hard enough being in the fifth grade, as I recall, without the language issue. Hope you will keep writing and have a Happy Thanksgiving!

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