A Portrait: Sammy: »I am a Doppelgänger«
8 years old, 3rd grade elementary school
by Sibylle Picot

November 2009
The house in a quiet part of Munich 6 km away from the city center does not fit any of my preconceptions of what a "children's home" or an "orphanage" should look like. Surrounded by a small garden full of play equipment, the one-story house with a roof extension looks just like one of the many other single-family homes in this residential district. It has a wooden facade and large windows looking onto the garden.
It was an old lady who made the roof extension possible. She left her property and a part of her wealth to the Munich orphanage foundation with the instruction that they should build "a little home for children." Inside, almost the entire ground floor serves as a common room with a kitchen leading off from it. The children don't just take their meals here. Some of them are doing their homework at the large tables, others are drawing or playing a board game. "There's always somebody here," says the child care worker. On the upper floor, she shows me the rooms for the eight children. Almost every child has her own room; there are only two rooms currently hosting two children. They are all furnished differently but tidy—the children are encouraged to keep them that way. In the cellar, there is a large room with wall bars and gym mats where the children can let off steam.
An "external residential group" of the Munich orphanage is housed here. The residents are mostly socially disadvantaged children. They have parents who are unable to care for them—at least temporarily—for various reasons. Some have been victims of abuse and violence; most are here because of extremely difficult family backgrounds. They are cared for by four child care workers and one intern who all also live with them in the house for part of the time.
I meet Sammy in the common room, and we go to a small office together for our interview. Sammy seems very bright, and he inspects me closely with his watchful brown eyes. Throughout the interview, he repeatedly asks me questions as well—including questions about things that don't really fit the interview. Sometimes he grabs the microphone, raises it close to his mouth, and whispers into it. I had told him that somebody would be transcribing everything we talk about, and this is his way of getting in touch with the lady who will be doing this transcription; I had already given him her name. So, at times, there are three of us taking part in this interview.
Sammy and his two worlds
I ask Sammy to tell me something about himself. We get off to a slow start. He tells me he is 8 years old and attending 3rd grade at school. And then we get to how long he has been "in the home."
And how long have you been here . . . ?
I can't really remember exactly. Since round about Easter I think.
Since Easter, okay. And do you like being here?
[muted] Yees, well . . .
Yes well, but . . . ?
I also really like being with my ma.
You also like being with your ma. And how is it there? Will you go back to your ma some time?
I think so, but I don't know when.
You don't know when. What needs to happen so that you can go back to your ma?
I don't know. One day after school, they simply brought me here. Well, not exactly here, I was placed in another . . . [unintelligible]. And from there, I came from the other home to here. That is, first of all, I was in one group. Then I came into another group. Now, I've come here from that other group.
I can't really remember exactly. Since round about Easter I think.
Since Easter, okay. And do you like being here?
[muted] Yees, well . . .
Yes well, but . . . ?
I also really like being with my ma.
You also like being with your ma. And how is it there? Will you go back to your ma some time?
I think so, but I don't know when.
You don't know when. What needs to happen so that you can go back to your ma?
I don't know. One day after school, they simply brought me here. Well, not exactly here, I was placed in another . . . [unintelligible]. And from there, I came from the other home to here. That is, first of all, I was in one group. Then I came into another group. Now, I've come here from that other group.
Sammy was taken into care because his mother suddenly found herself in such a predicament that she was no longer able to look after him. Hence, the interview already starts off with a theme that will run through our entire time together: He doesn't mind being in the home, but he would much prefer to be back with his mother.
I can feel that Sammy does not want to say anything more about how it felt to be suddenly taken into care. Therefore, we talk about his background and that of his mother. She comes from the Dominican Republic and has been in Germany for 10 years. Sammy was born here, speaks German with a slight Bavarian accent, and can express himself very well. He also understands and speaks Spanish, the language of his mother.
He has adjusted well to living in the home. This was also confirmed by Sammy's "personal" child care worker, whom I had talked to before coming for the interview. However, at the beginning he was "homesick" for his mother. When I ask him to tell me who is his best friend, he says "Bobby" who is already 12 years old. He shares his room with Peter, and unfortunately they quarrel, although this now seems to have calmed down to the extent that they mostly just "discuss things" now.I can feel that Sammy does not want to say anything more about how it felt to be suddenly taken into care. Therefore, we talk about his background and that of his mother. She comes from the Dominican Republic and has been in Germany for 10 years. Sammy was born here, speaks German with a slight Bavarian accent, and can express himself very well. He also understands and speaks Spanish, the language of his mother.
Most of the time, we quarrel. That's what's stupid.
Yes. Hm, you're right, that's stupid. What can you do about it?
At the moment, we're not quarreling, because now, I actually leave him in peace all the time. Yer, yet sometimes we have to have a discussion. But that's not so bad for me.
[A discussion] Between you and Peter or with the child care worker as well?
No, just between me and Peter. That's how most of the discussions are.
Yes. Hm, you're right, that's stupid. What can you do about it?
At the moment, we're not quarreling, because now, I actually leave him in peace all the time. Yer, yet sometimes we have to have a discussion. But that's not so bad for me.
[A discussion] Between you and Peter or with the child care worker as well?
No, just between me and Peter. That's how most of the discussions are.
Sammy responds a bit gruffly when I point to the age difference between him and his best friend Bobby ("I couldn't care less"), and then we get to talk about his family situation.
But my very, very, very best friend is my big brother.
Your big brother? Aha. Where does your big brother live?
In Germany.
And where in Germany? Is he also here in Munich?
Yes. . . .
Does he live with your ma then?
No, with his dad. You see, I've got my own father, and I've got two brothers, and each has got his own father.
And your father, do you know him too?
Yes. But I don't know much about him.
Okay. You don't see him that often?
Not often at all.
Do you know where he lives?
Yes, in Baden-Wuerttemberg, in Stuttgart.
That's not really terribly far away. You can travel there by train [Sammy ignores this]. But your very, very best friend is your big brother?
Yes, but here it's Bobby who is actually my very best friend.
And you've got one more brother?
Yes, a little brother. So I'm really the one in the middle and I'm the second child.
And where is your little brother?
He is also with his own father. Apart from me. I'm with ma.
During the further course of the interview, I find out that all three brothers meet up when they spend weekends together with their mother, and that Sammy really enjoys these meetings. The same applies for the weekends when he is alone together with his ma. Basically, he spends every second weekend with her. He has very little contact with his father. More or less incidentally, I learn that the father has occasionally, but rarely, visited Sammy here in the children's home.Your big brother? Aha. Where does your big brother live?
In Germany.
And where in Germany? Is he also here in Munich?
Yes. . . .
Does he live with your ma then?
No, with his dad. You see, I've got my own father, and I've got two brothers, and each has got his own father.
And your father, do you know him too?
Yes. But I don't know much about him.
Okay. You don't see him that often?
Not often at all.
Do you know where he lives?
Yes, in Baden-Wuerttemberg, in Stuttgart.
That's not really terribly far away. You can travel there by train [Sammy ignores this]. But your very, very best friend is your big brother?
Yes, but here it's Bobby who is actually my very best friend.
And you've got one more brother?
Yes, a little brother. So I'm really the one in the middle and I'm the second child.
And where is your little brother?
He is also with his own father. Apart from me. I'm with ma.
When I ask him whether there are any child care workers whom he really likes, he gives several names—some of them are child care workers who are no longer working in the group.
A regular daily life in the group and weekends with Ma
Sammy's week days have a clear structure, as his detailed account clearly shows. The following passage describes the time between school and free time in the afternoon. Sammy admits that he sometimes "dawdles" on his way home from school. However, he seems to be able to say exactly to the minute how long this dawdling lasts, namely, "until twenty-five past two."
Then I come home. If I haven't eaten everything [from my break time sandwiches], then I bring it into the kitchen and put it in the refrigerator. Then I get my drink bottle out. I generally haven't drunk everything in the bottle, and so I put that by my place at the table . . . . If we are going to eat in 5 minutes—because sometimes I dawdle on the way and hm . . . then I need a bit longer, and then I'm not there until twenty-five past two, and then I wait for five minutes. Then I wash my hands, take my place, and wait until everybody is quiet. And when everybody is quiet, the child care worker tells us to enjoy our meal and we all say "Thanks, and the same to you." Then I sit down and eat. Afterwards, I don't clean my teeth, because we have to do homework. And then I do my homework. So, if I start at two, it's then 3 o'clock. And if I start at half past two, then it's till half past three. And then when I'm finished, I generally do my chores. Whatever I have to do, I do it then.
All the children in the small residential group have their duties: They have to do "chores" that change on a weekly basis. When asked to give an example, Sammy explains
Yes, for example, empty the trash, take out the empty bottles and bring them to the street, and then things like that. Sometimes tidy up the attic as well and the cellar.
After Sammy has done his chores, there is free time left to play. There is no fixed program for the afternoons. He would really like to go to kung fu classes, but it has not been possible to organize that yet. On the one hand, it is hard to plan afternoon activities for single children; on the other hand, they cost money.
There are also clear rules about media consumption in the residential group. Television is limited to the time between the evening meal and going to bed. And to Sammy's disappointment, there are fixed contingents for playing Gameboy or Playstation. However, these have just been made a bit more generous. We used to have half an hour each day. Now you can divide the time as you like and you can play for one and a half hours a day.
At the weekends, both in the children's home and with his mother, Sammy has a great deal of "free time." In the home, he still has some homework and a few chores to do. Media do not play any notably greater role than they do during the week. Reports on television viewing remain a bit unclear:
How much time do you spend watching television each day? I wanted to know that as well.
Oh, that comes last of all. That always depends. And when the weekend comes, then we have to do that right at the end, because we, er, only watch at the weekend, on evenings which . . . that is, on Fridays . . . .
So, that's only a very, very small thing here?
Yes, veeery, very small, last of all really. I only watch television here in the evenings and on Friday or Saturday.
Oh, that comes last of all. That always depends. And when the weekend comes, then we have to do that right at the end, because we, er, only watch at the weekend, on evenings which . . . that is, on Fridays . . . .
So, that's only a very, very small thing here?
Yes, veeery, very small, last of all really. I only watch television here in the evenings and on Friday or Saturday.
During his days in the home, Sammy is always in the company of other children, and there is always an adult close by. When it comes to the time spent together with the child care worker, that is, purposefully organized time, Sammy's reports on the time strip are similar to other children's reports on the time they spend with their parents. If anything, the proportion tends to be a little bit higher than that of many children living in families.
Sammy perceives almost all the time he spends with his ma as "free time." And this time is spent together, sometimes just with his mother, and sometimes with his brothers as well. In the mother's home, he plays, they cook together, and they go on excursions together to the park or into the city. The rest of the time is devoted to media consumption. However, this is also limited by his mother. It is not the case that, once away from the relatively strict rules in the home, Sammy can watch as much television or play with a Playstation as much as he likes. It is clear that Sammy often misses his mother and that he tends to idealize being together with her. However, in a later conversation with the mother, she described the weekends in very similar terms to her son. It fits this framework that Sammy also does not want to specify who decides what the family are going to do at the weekends. He decides together with his mother. As he admits in the interview, his mother alone only decides on the amount of time he spends on television and Playstation.
Who else makes the decisions in Sammy's life? The child care worker to a major extent. His teacher at school has much less say.
The teacher has almost no say in what I do. She doesn't see me that often.
Although they ensure a regulated and well-structured daily life, the child care worker's powers are not unlimited. Sammy stresses that he also has his say. When I asked him how much of the time he can do what he wants, he reports only a slightly lower number of hours than the average for all children. And he finds it good to have free time:
And during your free time and play, who decides what you are going to do then?
[very promptly] Me!
[very promptly] Me!
You decide.
Then I'm allowed to play what I want.
Then I'm allowed to play what I want.
Sammy's network: At home in two places
Because he is now getting rather tired by the interview, Sammy is happy to start the new task. I have asked him to reconstruct his environment with building blocks and little wooden doll figures. The theme is places where he spends his time and the people he has contacts with in these places. He can raise up more important contacts on little platforms using one or more building blocks. Interesting buildings soon emerge—tower-like structures on which the doll figures can only be placed with great care and skill.
I asked Sammy to start with where he is "at home" and to place that in the middle. However, the problem is, where is he at home? There are clearly two "at homes." He decides to start by building the children's home, the house with the residential group, because that is where he spends most of his time and, in particular, "because that's where I sleep most." And "where I sleep" is not a bad definition of home. The building that now emerges is enclosed by a fence. Sammy wants to give girls, boys, and adults different colors, but that does not work out completely. He positions eight figures for children, including his friends Bobby and Marvin and also Jessica and Peter. His friends Bobby and Marvin are placed on a kind of platform quite high up; he himself together with the interviewer, who is also assigned a figure, are placed inside the building. The other children and two child care workers are placed outside in the garden. The most important people, Bobby and Sammy himself, are raised on platforms.
The next building in line is at home with his mother. Sammy positions this close to the children's home and much closer to the middle of the play area. The little building looks like an archway and provides a roof for his mother. In front, he places Sammy and his two brothers. All of them are given little raised platforms; all contacts are important here.
Finally, Sammy also builds his school—a bit further away. But this is also an interesting building with a roof resting on three pillars. Everywhere he can find room on the building and around it, Sammy sets up his classmates. He regrets not having enough figures for the whole class. There are also three teachers in the school yard. A small group of children are clustered round the green arbor in the schoolyard that Sammy positions at the edge of the play area. This is a current autumnal location. Sammy had helped the others to build such an arbor in the schoolyard and this is something that greatly fascinates him at present. This is why he also positions himself close to this arbor—once again on a little platform, because he is also important when it comes down to it.
When describing his daily routine, Sammy mentions two further friends who live near the children's home. Although he sometimes plays with them in the afternoon, he does not expand on either of these.
Sammy goes to school on foot. When he travels to his mother at the weekend, she fetches him, and they travel to her home by public transport.
The network that Sammy constructs tells us a lot about him. His world is relatively easy to grasp. There are only three main locations, and compared to children who are given a lot of opportunities by their parents, there are no locations like a sport club, a church, the piano teacher, or the ice rink. There are also no grandparents or other relatives. Even his own father is not given a position in Sammy's network.
All the adults in Sammy's network are female: his mother, the child care workers, the teachers. There are no men at all.
Moreover, it is quite clear that his world is divided in two. He is at home in the children's home and he is at home with his ma. The emotional significance of the family home and the wish for an intact family can be seen in the way he positions this home in the middle of the play area and stresses the importance of all its members. Even the brothers who actually live with their fathers are positioned here.
Alongside how Sammy positions the locations in his life, the way he constructs them also tells us about him. It is conspicuous that the children's home is enclosed by a fence. Several interpretations are possible here. Could this stand for structure, support, and security in Sammy's life, or also for limits? Or even for both? The home with his mother seems to be relatively unprotected: an airy construction with an interesting type of roof.
The number of contact persons and the way Sammy always places himself in the middle as a matter of course indicate how much he likes social contacts and that he is well embedded socially—even in the given conditions.
Back to the interview. After Sammy has finished his building work, we look at it again together. I ask him if there is anything he would like to change, and he finally says:
Only my ma should go somewhere else [moves her only slightly].
Your ma. And you yourself?
Your ma. And you yourself?
I'm there [points to the home with ma].
You're there. Okay, you're standing there already.
I'm there and there and there . . .
You are at the children's home and in the school and at your ma's house.
I'm a Doppelgänger, I'm in two places at once.
You're there. Okay, you're standing there already.
I'm there and there and there . . .
You are at the children's home and in the school and at your ma's house.
I'm a Doppelgänger, I'm in two places at once.
And, in a way, he has certainly said something that very accurately reflects his situation.
"So, I'm not really that poor"
One aim of the interviews is to find out which ideas children associate with poor and rich, and what this topic means to them. Our approach includes giving them a set of photographs and asking them to judge whether the people depicted are poor or rich. When given a selection of five photos that are particularly representative for "poor" or "rich," Sammy's choice is similar to that of other children.
Sammy's judgment is also based primarily on the quantity of possessions: Much is rich; little is poor—the full refrigerator, the empty refrigerator, the empty plate, the filled up shopping bags, and so forth. The photos also portray clichés of poverty and wealth in the sense of miserable and wretched versus glamorous and luxurious. For Sammy, this level is very significant. The photos that he selects to represent "rich" all have something that is really worth striving for in his opinion. This is, first of all, a Gameboy, "a DS light" as he knowingly explains to me. Such a Gameboy is what he wants, and he would really like to keep the photo. For him, it is clear that this Gameboy belongs to "rich": "A poor child could never afford that."
He also selects a villa with a swimming pool, a children's room fitted out with lots of toys and that "super Ford." Finally, he considers the luxurious shop window display of a cake shop as typically "rich." He rates the photos that he selects to illustrate "poor" as being "a bit silly," "strange," "very dirty," and "really sad."
I also ask Sammy to sort all the photos in the pile into rich and poor. It soon becomes evident that there also has to be a pile in the middle, namely a pile of photos that he cannot classify because they either could represent both categories or their message is unclear. I found this pile to be particularly interesting.
First of all, there is a red teddy bear, "he looks pretty threadbare." But Sammy considers
But when I really think about it, he actually fits both piles quite well.
Looking at a playground with a suspension bridge, Sammy says, "Actually that belongs to the rich and the poor. A rich person can go there and not have to pay, and a poor person as well."The same applies to school: It's there for all children. The photo shows a boy sitting at his school desk.
He also places a photo depicting a family in the middle pile "because anybody can have a family."
Some opportunities are available to all regardless of whether they are rich or poor. Hence, Sammy would probably also classify the bookshop to his middle pile. However, the photo depicting children in a bookshop is ambiguous. Sammy thinks that this is a private room, and concludes: "They belong to the rich, I think. Because they have so many books, and that means they've got lots and perhaps motor cars as well." Whatever the case, Sammy shows that he is already good at making judgments.
A further photo depicts a person carrying two plastic shopping bags full to the brim. The bags have Lidl and Aldi written on them—the names of two major discount supermarket chains. "He's also bought things with his money," Sammy says according to the formula much equals rich. I pursue this further:
And don't poor people buy such things?
Yes of course, but they can't buy two bags at once, two such full ones.
Yes of course, but they can't buy two bags at once, two such full ones.
Occasionally he deviates from this formula. He places another photo of a family with full shopping bags in the middle pile. "Well, they have bought lots of things, but the area also looks pretty sad. Perhaps they have only got the things by chance."
He can't make his mind up about one photo depicting a father with children on a kind of family tandem. The father is wearing a cap and a yellow rain jacket. For me, the photo triggers associations with the green-party-alternative milieu. Sammy places it hesitantly in the middle. He justifies his decision as follows: "Yes, because the bicycle certainly must have cost quite a lot of money, but he himself does not look as if . . . ."After he has sorted all the photos, I ask Sammy whether he knows any people who are really poor or really rich. He says no. But how does he see himself?
Are you a poor or a rich child?
A child in the middle.
A child in the middle.
Then I ask him to report his own position on a continuum with the poles "rich" and "poor." First of all, we go to the middle, because he is "a child in the middle." Then he adjusts this:
Shift it a bit more to the rich side, because I already have lots of things, for example, electronic things. I know that's not really anything that special, for example, the PSP or a DS or a Gameboy. I've got lots of them. So, I'm not really that poor."
When I ask him to tell me where he would like to be on the continuum, he doesn't hesitate for one second. "Well, in any case there," he says and points to the extreme right-hand pole that is labeled "rich."All the children interviewed also had to be asked whether they had heard about the "crisis" or the "economic crisis." The word does not mean anything to Sammy. People being afraid of losing their jobs does not mean anything to him either. His mother was unemployed until recently, but she has now found a job. He does not associate the topic with fear.
What are you afraid of then, I ask him. He rolls his eyes and says: "Of monsters." And then
Actually, there's hardly anything I'm afraid of. I would only be afraid if I had to jump off the 10 meter diving board tomorrow. I'm afraid to do that.
What a child needs
Toward the end of the interview—Sammy is already pretty exhausted—I also ask him to name five things that every child needs. He reacts completely unenthusiastically to my suggestion that he should draw these for me. It soon becomes clear how very difficult that would have been.
I can't draw them, but I can say them.
Good, then just tell me! And I'll write them down.
Food . . . drinks. What a child needs to stay alive?
What a child needs to feel good.
Freedom. Privacy when he doesn't feel good. How many is that?
Shall we call food and drink one? I think that food and drink is one thing, Then we've got freedom and privacy.
Then its four, three. Three.
We've got three now.
A school. Even though I personally don't like it at all, never mind, but I need it in order to learn. And . . . and lots of luck in life.
Good, then just tell me! And I'll write them down.
Food . . . drinks. What a child needs to stay alive?
What a child needs to feel good.
Freedom. Privacy when he doesn't feel good. How many is that?
Shall we call food and drink one? I think that food and drink is one thing, Then we've got freedom and privacy.
Then its four, three. Three.
We've got three now.
A school. Even though I personally don't like it at all, never mind, but I need it in order to learn. And . . . and lots of luck in life.
At first glance, it is surprising that an 8-year-old child talks about privacy. Probably, the children have talked about this in group discussions with the child care worker. It stands to reason that this is an important topic in a children's home, and Sammy seems to consider that privacy is also desirable for other children.
Wishes for now and wishes for later
And what does Sammy wish for himself? There is one current, burning desire:
I wish I simply had more time to play Playstation games, because I like that sooo much, because I've already got to such a high level.
We have already got to know his greatest wish. Although he is doing well in the children's home, he wishes to go back to his mother.
Really, I find it completely cool here, but I still would rather be with my ma. At the moment, I don't think that being here is the worst thing in the world.
The children's home is not the worst thing in the world. Okay.
Only the 10 meter diving board, if somebody forces you to jump from it. And if I'm the one being forced.
The children's home is not the worst thing in the world. Okay.
Only the 10 meter diving board, if somebody forces you to jump from it. And if I'm the one being forced.
Sammy's mother, whom I went to talk to later, has now managed to meet all the requirements of the youth office. She has got a suitable apartment for a child and she has found a job as a nurse. Now, she considers, they will have to "give back" her Sammy.
And what does Sammy wish for his later life?Later? What do you mean, later?
When you're a big boy.
I'm already a big boy. Well, just a completely normal good job. First of all, just a job—a good one.
A good job? What is a good job, then?
One where you can read a lot, because I like reading.
When you're a big boy.
I'm already a big boy. Well, just a completely normal good job. First of all, just a job—a good one.
A good job? What is a good job, then?
One where you can read a lot, because I like reading.
It reminds me of a line with which many a German fairy tale begins: "In olden times, when wishing still helped . . . ." My wish for Sammy, is that perhaps these times are still with us today.



