I’m interviewing my mom who didn’t have the best childhood. She was born in El grullo Jalisco she loved it there even if they barely fit in their house. My grandpa later decided to move to Pajacuaran Mich when my mom was only 8 years old. My mom fought to stay in Jalisco but didn’t fought hard enough. Throughout the years my grandma keeped getting pregnant and have miscarriages. If all her sibling would of survived I would of had 24 uncle and aunties but saddly 8 died. Imagine working at age 6 to be able to feed 10 or more people not including yourself. My mom would rather starve then knowing that her sibling haven’t ate. Knowing this changed my whole view for this beautiful hard working lady. I know have more respect towards her. I would never want to go through something like that because I haven’t been able to accept the fact that my grandpa is dead. Image if I had a brother and he died, …show more content…
Grandpa had his own land when he grew corn and raised cow and horses. Grandpa made them pick up corn and milk the cows. Once they were done they would head back home and grandpa would thresh the corn and grandma would separate the milk. My mom was in charge of going to houses and selling milk. They guys would go outside of Pajacuaran to sell the corn. This is one of the reasons why I want to work right now. I feel like I have a responsibility of making them proud by working and making money on my own, even of they say I should just focus on my education because that's something she wished she could of done. That might of been a good memory but fit quickly because badish because she had to leave school and focus her whole time in helping out her parents. Once she told me this everything changed. I understood that if I want to make them proud I have to do good in school and study for something important in life. I need to do what they weren’t able to
The second family that I interviewed was the Lyles family. Both Bro. Scotty, the father, and Mrs. Yolanda, the mother, participated in the interview and three of their children were in the room. Bro. Scotty was born and raised in Alba, Texas on the very same tree farm that he owns and operates today; he is also a deacon at our church. However, Mrs. Yolanda was born and raised in Guatemala. As a child she was raised Catholic, and is part of a large and growing family. She is one of eight children. Their family as well as anybody else in that culture celebrated their daughter’s 15th birthday with a Quinceañera which marked the transition from childhood to young womanhood. This was traditionally the first time the girls would wear make-up, nice
noticed that in a number of films the father is dead thus it is impossible to protect his children, such as in Cinderella. Also stepfathers seem to not be portrayed in pop culture as evil thus stepmothers are the only ones that receive such hideous flack. Because stepfathers are not portrayed in a negative way, when it comes to real life they have less difficultly finding their place in their new family. (Church 1994) (Hall and Bishop 2009)
In the early 1940’s Marie was born into a small tight knit family living in a small rural Kentucky town. Marie is now in her seventies and has led a very interesting life traveling the country, raising four children, and shaping her chosen profession. Our interview sessions were conducted over a period of time, as Marie is very active and has little “free time” to spare.
I took advantage of my grandmother visit to conduct an interview about her personal life. Following his interview, I learned many fascinated facts I never knew about her before. Mrs. Mayser Fares, who is now 73-year-old, was born on October 13,1948 in her house that is in East Jerusalem. She explained back in the days’ hospitals did not exist, and everyone who was born during that period was born at home. Mayser feels fortunate because she had an opportunity to go to school for three years; other girls did not go to school at all. Mrs. Fares is described as lean, tall, have a fair skin tone, and black hair. She appears younger than her age; there are only few wrinkles on her face. She is still physically and mentally capable to take care of
Prior to conducting the interviews, I knew this would be a sensitive subject for most families of special needs children. I especially know this because I am a parent of a special needs child, and it is not always easy to discuss the emotional aspects with others. Thankfully, I had established a prior relationship with each participant, and believe that each person felt comfortable discussing the questions candidly with me. Prior to conducting the interview, I assured each participant that their responses would be confidential and only shared to the instructor of the course. I also made sure to work the interview around their schedule and meet them at their convenience. I conducted one of the interviews over the phone, since
Unfortunately, with the deaths that occurred a month prior to beginning to gather information for this assignment. I 've found that many family members that I spoke with reverted back to discussing the lives of my grandparents who had just recently passed. It was as if it was all they could speak about. It was difficult for everyone to gather their emotions and see the family as a whole unit. It appeared that they felt that both of these untimely deaths took over the spirit of the family. I also found it difficult for myself to want to discuss my family when everyone was still grieving. I realize that death is an issue that most families choose not to deal with. However, I believe that death needs to be dealt with to get past hurt, pain, as well as anger, to preserve the history of the family.
My family is not the richest out there, but we take pride in what we have. Taking care of the bills and working overtime was taking a tremendous toll on my mother’s mental health. I decided to help my mother out, and got a job as a way to help lessen her stress, and to provide for the family. At first working and balancing my school work was extremely hard. The first couple of months of working, my grades dropped tremendously due to me not having time to study and do homework; but yet I could not quit my job because my family was depending on my paycheck in order to continue living “normally”. I would find myself falling asleep in class as the teachers were talking. My grades continued to drop, until I finally took action. I talked to my managers and changed my shifts to only the weekends, so that I could focus on school during the weekdays, and work on the weekends. This improved my grades from the way it was before, I now had more time to study and do homework, and even could now stay after school to get one on one help with the subjects that I was struggling with. I learned that “yes helping my mom with the bills will benefit the family tremendously, but me not getting good enough grades to pass and make a better future for myself than my parents did will hurt them more than me working”. If I don’t start taking actions for my responsibilities in my life, I will not go anywhere, and I will be living in regret. I took charge, and although I am not where I want to be academically; I will continue working as hard as I can to become successful not only in high school, but life in college and after
I have felt the pain of the loss of a Sister; have felt the pain of the death of my Mother, and felt the death of my Father. I know how it feels. I experienced it. It is painful, looking at those old kind folks who bore you; who took care of you; went through all kinds of sacrifices and pains just to look after you for years and years, until one day the child stood on one’s own two feet, and then … there they are, the parents, helpless and lifeless in front of you.
I interviewed a fifty-five year old female named Theresa Geis. She is married to Robert Geis and they have four daughters including me. They reside in Denver, Colorado with one daughter still in the house. Theresa graduated with a master’s degree in teaching with a focus in special education. She grew up in Greeley, CO but enjoys Denver and where she is currently at. Theresa and Robert have had the same house in Denver for twenty-one years now and have recently bought a cabin in Estes Park which is on the border of Rocky Mountain National Park.
When I was eight years old my grandma would tell me stories about her time in Hawaii. My grandma spent over ten years in that country. Some of my favorite stories was when she saw all types of exotic animals. These animals were the reason I alwaysed loved her stories. I would always get so caught up in the stories that it was hard not to pretend I was there. I would always tell you that I wanted to go there when I get older, she would always laugh and smile when I said that. Hawaii has always been in my life, not just my grandma’s stories but also in the pictures she would show me. I want to travel to Hawaii with my grandma so I could let her relive her time in Hawaii.
It was June 6, 2011. I remember taking my mother to the County Hospital’s emergency room. She seemed extremely exhausted; her eyes were half-closed and yellow, and she placed her elbow on the armchair, resting her head on her palm. I remember it was crowded and the wait was long, so she wanted to leave. I was the only one there with her, but I did not allow her to convince me to take her home. I told her in Spanish, “Mom, let’s wait so that we can get this over with and know what’s going on with you. You’ll see everything is okay, and we’ll go home later on.” I wish then and now that would have been the case. Unfortunately, she was diagnosed with colon cancer that had spread to many parts of her body including her lungs and kidneys. The doctor said to me not considering that I was a minor and my mother’s daughter, “Her disease is very advanced and we don’t think she will live longer than a year.” With this devastating news, I did not know what to do. I thought to myself that perhaps I should cry, or try to forget and take care of her as best I could and make her laugh to ease her pain.
They say grandparents, are the two most favorite people in the world to children. Grandparents are the main characters of your childhood, they are the ones that leave you with the most beautiful memories of your life. Some grandparent’s teach you a very valuable lesson of life, they teach you respect, hard work, family values, and unlimited love. They show you their love in many ways, they say I love you in words as well as actions. Grandparents are the ones that sometimes get you out of trouble and guide you to the correct path. They show you trust, a trust that cannot never be broken.
This lady is the most wonderful person I 've ever met. She is old, affectionate, and intelligent. It took me eighteen years to realize how much this extraordinary person influenced my life. She 's the type of person who charms everyone with her stories and experiences. She always time for her family and friends. She is the kind of leader who does everything to keep her family together and in harmony. She is my grandmother.
It’s hard to imagine all the events that led up to ourselves coming into the world or at least it is hard to some people. When I think about all my ancestors that had to survive all the things I read about in textbooks it’s a miracle we are all here. Trying to learn about all the people in my family’s tree was interesting to know how my ancestors came about, what they did, and how long they lived. I learned mostly about my mother’s side of the family who have lived and flourished in andrews, texas where I am from. I haven’t done anything great yet but I am hoping when my grandchildren have to write about me they have something awesome to write about and will think I did something good with my life.
While in school, Mom didn’t have it to easy. Not only did she raise a daughter and take care of a husband, she had to deal with numerous setbacks. These included such things as my father suffering a heart attack and going on to have a triple by-pass, she herself went through an emergency surgery, which sat her a semester behind, and her father also suffered a heart attack. Mom not only dealt with these setbacks but she had the everyday task of things like cooking dinner, cleaning the house and raising a family. I don’t know how she managed it all, but somehow she did.