{"id":235,"date":"2019-11-05T13:06:15","date_gmt":"2019-11-05T18:06:15","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/cfcc.edu\/storyforce\/?p=235"},"modified":"2022-12-12T15:03:55","modified_gmt":"2022-12-12T20:03:55","slug":"the-arctic-adventure","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/cfcc.edu\/storyforce\/the-arctic-adventure\/","title":{"rendered":"The Arctic Adventure"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>By Joy Smoots<\/em><\/p>\n<p><span class=\"firstcharacter\">A<\/span>t the altar nearly forty-three years ago, a new life much different from the life I had known was about to begin.\u00a0 As we walked back down the church aisle, my husband in his \u201cdress whites\u201d smiled and asked, \u201cAre you ready for the adventure?\u201d\u00a0 Little did I know what lay ahead for me as the wife of a career officer in the U.S. Marine Corps.<\/p>\n<p>I was born and raised on a grain farm and attended college in the \u201cheartland\u201d of the mid-west.\u00a0 It was a pretty sheltered life.\u00a0 Vietnam was a world away. It was at college that I met my husband.\u00a0 He had a draft number of twenty five but was deferred until graduation.\u00a0 Directly after our college graduation ceremony, Jim and I went to the college president\u2019s office, and Jim was commissioned as a brand new second lieutenant in the USMC.\u00a0 We were married the next weekend in my little hometown church surrounded by friends that I grew up with and went to college with.\u00a0 It was the last time I saw many of them.<\/p>\n<p>Nineteen years later with two sons and nine moves behind me, I once again found myself on the front door steps in Portsmouth, Rhode Island&#8211;waiting for my husband to come home with another set of \u201cmove\u201d orders in hand.\u00a0 We\u2019d only been at Portsmouth one year and many unpacked boxes still were in the attic.\u00a0 The boys were used to moving and saying \u201cgood bye\u201d so they were looking forward to coming home from school to see where we were heading next.<\/p>\n<p>As I waited on the steps, I was thinking about where I\u2019d like to move to and how to I would begin the job search for another teaching position.\u00a0 I had so far enjoyed everywhere we were stationed and the thought of still a new place we might have not been intrigued me.\u00a0 Almost all our duty stations had been near the beach, \u00a0so I was confident that I wouldn\u2019t have to give up living near the ocean and almost assured that there would be \u201cold friends\u201d stationed there, \u00a0too.<\/p>\n<p>As the car pulled into the driveway, I prayed that the wait was over and orders were \u201cin hand.\u201d\u00a0 As Jim got out of the car, he had a hesitant grin on his face as he put his arm around me.\u00a0 With a cautioned tone in his voice, he announced, \u201cWe\u2019re\u00a0 going to Norway!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThree years?\u201d I asked. \u00a0\u00a0\u201cOh, wow!\u201d\u00a0 I was thrilled as three years in one place is about as good as it gets. \u201cWhat state is that in?\u201d \u00a0I thought I knew all the names of our bases, but this one was unfamiliar.<\/p>\n<p>And then I heard him say, \u201cNorway, the COUNTRY&#8211; NATO \u2018s Northern Regional Command!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I think everything in my body literally froze. I\u2019m going to the Arctic?!!\u00a0 I sat down on the porch steps trying to process what I\u2019d just heard.\u00a0 As I looked at him, he was giving me that \u201creassuring\u201d smile that he always gives me when I give him \u201cthat look.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Many questions swirled around in my mind: We\u2019re going to be out of the country for three years?\u00a0 Will the boys adjust?\u00a0 What about leaving my ninety-year-old mother?\u00a0 How will we handle the cold and dark?\u00a0 I can\u2019t speak Norwegian, so how will I communicate?\u00a0 What kind of clothes do people wear in the arctic?\u00a0 Will there be proper schools for the boys?\u00a0 Even though the \u00a0fears kept on mounting, I tried to look happy.\u00a0 I could see Jim was clearly pleased with the new orders, but I was slipping quickly into <em>shock<\/em>. It was then that I heard my next-door neighbor, Sally, who had walked over to see if we had \u201cnews\u201d saying, \u201cWhat a wonderful place to be stationed!\u201d \u00a0She and her family were quite the travelers, and she was my best motivator and encourager over the next couple of months.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOh, boy!\u201d shouted the boys.\u00a0 \u201cWe can learn to ski and sled down BIG mountains!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAnd the Olympics will be in Norway while we\u2019re there, too,\u201d chimed in Dad.<\/p>\n<p>As the beach clothes were put into storage and boxes began arriving from LL Bean filled with winter clothes, I became more excited about \u201cthe adventure.\u201d I had to be positive, not for the boys or my husband, but for ME.<\/p>\n<p>The moving date finally arrived.\u00a0 I watched our furniture as it was loaded into huge water-proof containers and sealed.\u00a0 A good home was found for our dog. \u00a0Our SUV, already fitted with snow tires, boarded the ship to Norway.\u00a0 With all passports and official papers in order, it was time to say good-bye to our home and set out on a three-year adventure.<\/p>\n<p>As we made our way through LaGuardia Airport, I held the boys close; it was no place for children to wonder off on their own.\u00a0 As the plane took off, I hid my face between the seat and the window. With tears streaming down, I watched New York disappear from sight. \u00a0I was a basket of mixed emotions. Part of me was excited about the new adventure; the other part was afraid&#8211;afraid of taking the children to a place so different and far from home.\u00a0 Would they adjust, make friends, miss home?\u00a0 Reality really sunk it when I realized that we were actually on the adventure and there was no turning back.<\/p>\n<p>As it turned out, it was the best three years for all of us.\u00a0 The Norwegians and the International Military Community were so friendly.\u00a0 We had a beautiful home near the base of the Homenkolen Ski Jump. The children went to the International School in Oslo and were a part of the International Boy Scouts and soccer team. \u00a0Since there were not that many soccer teams in Norway, the boys traveled out of Norway to surrounding countries to play their games.\u00a0 Of course, Mom trailed along to all the games as a chaperone! We learned to cross-county and down-hill ski under the beautiful, breath-taking Northern Lights, spent a week learning \u201csurvival training\u201d above the Arctic Circle, burned candles in every room during the long dark winter months, stopped for moose to journey across the roads, and attended the Winter Olympics in Lillehammer where the boys and Jim skied the \u201cmonster\u201d mountain while I sipped hot chocolate by the fire in the resort.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/cfcc.edu\/storyforce\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/43\/2019\/11\/Joy-Smoots-1.jpg\" alt=\"Joy Smoots 1\" width=\"750\" height=\"553\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-236\" srcset=\"https:\/\/cfcc.edu\/storyforce\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/43\/2019\/11\/Joy-Smoots-1.jpg 750w, https:\/\/cfcc.edu\/storyforce\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/43\/2019\/11\/Joy-Smoots-1-300x221.jpg 300w, https:\/\/cfcc.edu\/storyforce\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/43\/2019\/11\/Joy-Smoots-1-650x479.jpg 650w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 750px) 100vw, 750px\" \/><\/p>\n<p><em>Joy Smoots and sons in the Norwegian country side.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>We traveled throughout continental Europe as well as Sweden, Russia, England and Scotland. I was the <em>bag lady<\/em> in charge of getting currency for every country we traveled through (before the Euro<u>)<\/u> along with a handful of language booklets. I embarrassed myself more than once with the languages. Needless to say, I certainly had some bloopers but found the people in each country to be very helpful and appreciative of me trying to speak their language. We spent a day looking for the Loch Ness Monster, attended the Russian Ballet, and toured the world\u2019s largest art museum. One of our biggest surprises was eating pizza in Italy which is far different than our American pizza!\u00a0 Waking up to the sounds of cow bells ringing in the distance in Germany was a morning I\u2019ll never forget and Austria tugged at my heart.\u00a0 I\u2019m sure a part of my heritage must be Austrian.<\/p>\n<p>I continued my career teaching Biology at the University of Maryland\u2019s satellite site and the International School in Oslo.\u00a0 It was an incredible three-year experience interacting with both the students and parents from all countries stationed at the NATO in Oslo.<\/p>\n<p>The three years literally flew by, and it was time to pack up again and head back to our new assignment back home.\u00a0 Just as we had prepared our boys for Norway, we found ourselves once again preparing them to go back home.\u00a0 But it was I, once again, who was back to the old hesitation and worries of the boys\u2019 transition.\u00a0 Living in Norway was like going back in time.\u00a0 Children were much more independent. No one was afraid of the dark since six months out of the year Norway is in darkness. Crime rates were very low and there were certainly no violent crimes. Outdoor activities were a way of life with no interruptions of <em>favorite<\/em> TV programs since TV was pretty much news and cultural programs.\u00a0 And material wants were minimal.<\/p>\n<p>As the plane took off from Norway, tears once again streamed down my face.\u00a0 This time it was because I didn\u2019t want to leave the beautiful country of Norway. I found that I enjoyed the everyday adventures and challenges of the language and culture.\u00a0 Darkness held no fear and each day brought a new challenge. It was indeed an enchanted place.<\/p>\n<p>As the plane landed in New York, I again wiped away the tears.\u00a0 This time it was tears of joy mixed with sadness. I thought to myself: Will our next duty station be as exciting and adventurous as the one we just left behind?<\/p>\n<hr \/> <div class=\"text-center\"> <img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/cfcc.edu\/storyforce\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/43\/2019\/11\/Joy-Smoots2.jpg\" alt=\"Joy Smoots2\" width=\"320\" height=\"320\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-237\" srcset=\"https:\/\/cfcc.edu\/storyforce\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/43\/2019\/11\/Joy-Smoots2.jpg 320w, https:\/\/cfcc.edu\/storyforce\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/43\/2019\/11\/Joy-Smoots2-150x150.jpg 150w, https:\/\/cfcc.edu\/storyforce\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/43\/2019\/11\/Joy-Smoots2-300x300.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 320px) 100vw, 320px\" \/><br \/>\n&nbsp; <\/div> <p><em>Joy Smoots graduated from Eastern Illinois University with a B.S. and M.S. in Zoology in Education and completed the Sixth Year Advanced Degree from Old Dominion University in Educational Leadership and Administration. As a military wife of a career United States Marine, her teaching positions are quite numerous due to 14 moves in 32 years. Joy has taught high school Biology in the public, private and International schools as well as teaching for the University of Maryland, Campbell University, and Coastal Community College before permanently finding a home at Cape Fear Community College.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Joy is a member of the Beta Beta Beta Biological Honor Society and Phi Sigma Research Society. In 2005, she was one of fifty Master\u2019s level graduates in the past 50 years to receive the Outstanding Graduate Alumnus Award for distinguished professional service and contributions in the field of education. In 2008, Joy received the Marilyn Goodman Award from Cape Fear Community College and last year celebrated 20 years a CFCC. Joy Smoots is currently the Department Chair of Science.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>By Joy Smoots At the altar nearly forty-three years ago, a new life much different from the life I had known was about to begin.\u00a0 As we walked back down the church aisle, my husband in his \u201cdress whites\u201d smiled and asked, \u201cAre you ready for the adventure?\u201d\u00a0 Little did I know what lay ahead [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":7,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_expiration-date-status":"","_expiration-date":0,"_expiration-date-type":"","_expiration-date-categories":[],"_expiration-date-options":[]},"categories":[331,326],"tags":[],"acf":[],"yoast_head":"<!-- This site is optimized with the Yoast SEO plugin v20.8 - https:\/\/yoast.com\/wordpress\/plugins\/seo\/ -->\n<title>The Arctic Adventure - Storyforce<\/title>\n<meta name=\"description\" content=\"The Arctic Adventure - 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