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I chose to do my interview on my aunt Rosa Emilia Molina. I chose my aunt because she is someone that i always talk to and look up to. I had never really heard of her past or how it was when she grew up. My aunt was born in Choluteca, Honduras on June 8, 1949. Although my aunt is not from Europe or the United States there was still plenty going on in Honduras. She was an ordinary person in extraordinary times because of her education, work, and home.
They lived happily and my mother, Naheed Sultana, was born on August 13, 1970. A couple of years later, her 3 brothers, Habib, Qamrul, and Jafrul Ahsan were born. My mother lived with her siblings, parents, uncles, and grandmother (my grandma’s mother). My mother was a very talented child, along with my uncles. They always placed in the top 2 in their class, and they were also talented in other activities such as singing, drawing, and playing sports. My uncles and my mother, each received at least one award for all 3 of these categories. Everyone thought that my mother’s family was so perfect because they were well educated and were also doing well in school. It was hard for my uncles and mother to live without a father sometimes, though. My grandfather would frequently have move to different cities in Bangladesh for his job as a civil engineer. My grandmother decided to just settle down in Dhaka with her ...
My mother was a very well-tempered woman, who kept to herself. Like Suzette, I didn’t know much about my mother’s background, or a lot of the pain and hardship she went through until I was older. This is when I realized why my mother conducted herself the way she did, because of all the pain she had built up inside of her from her past. For example; it was very hard to get my mother to talk during emotional situations, she was always quiet and would just mostly stare at you in silence. My mother was born in Philadelphia on October 3rd, 1966. Diane was the oldest of her four siblings, and if it’s as common as I think older siblings tend to have it harder than the others because they have to set examples, their looked up to as the protectors, and are just assigned a lot of responsibility at a young age.
My mother lived in a small suburb in Ohio for nineteen years. She grew up in a very conservative home with a father and mother that have been married now for over fifty years. Her father was the breadwinner while her mother stayed at home to tend to the kids and the house. She has three sisters and one brother all whom still live in Ohio. An exciting part of her life is she has an identical twin sister, this allows her to always have a playmate. The family is very close knit. The women of the house were
...r tended to her activities of daily living – feeding her, grooming her. However, her mother had no insight on her condition and how to help her take care of herself. I, personally took her to school and talked to teachers who advised to have her join a school for the disabled, she was falling behind in classes and it was affecting her mentally and emotionally. She was visually impaired and no one in the family knew until she took a vision test catered to her. She is now 22 years old, and it amazes me to see how she has flourished. A young girl who used to be glued to the television, watching cartoons and the likes, she is now on her iPad watching videos on YouTube, face-timing with friends and family. When our grandmother passed away a few years ago, she took it upon herself to console everyone. Had her growth been hindered, she wouldn’t be the person she is now.
High school was, well, I guess you could say normal, but what is normal? I went to class, complained about the food, teachers, projects, you know, the “normal stuff”. In high school, looking back, I guess you could say that I was the one who had all the answers and always knew what was going on. As my one classmate put it one day “Holly’s like the New York Times; she always knows what’s going on.” I was the one that knew what the homework was, what the test would be on, if you needed notes you could copy mine because I had them all, and this was a big one; need help with your homework? Ask Holly. I’m not trying to say that I was an over-achiever, I too slacked off just as much as the next person, I guess my point is, is that I wouldn’t have been that girl if it hadn’t been for my friends.
The older adult interviewed for the purpose of this assignment was Alice Margaret Cox, the interviewers grandmother. Alice was born on February 17th, 1932 in Brown County, Minnesota. Alice was the daughter of Rose Veldman and had three brothers and three sisters. In 1942, Hikel Veldman, after marrying Rose, legally adopted Alice and her six siblings. He brought four children of his own, making a family of 13. After the family was adopted, the majority of their childhood to early adult life was spent living in Hollandale, Minnesota. Alice spent the majority of her life farming and now helps out part time at a family owned thrift store. Alice currently resides in Lake City Minnesota, in her home of twenty plus years. Only four of the eleven
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In the same way, we both have great loving parents who cared for us throughout our life. She told me about her childhood, which consisted of many love and care from her family. Her aunt was a very great role model to her. She was a teacher, but was a woman who inspired her, her whole life. Chelsie was a very bad test taker which was the biggest obstacle during her college years. Therefore, she began to study and concentrate more in what she was doing so that made her change into a great test
A small bit of historical information is in order to set the tone for this presentation. I was raised, as most young boys are, learning to read, write, and the other necessary evils of elementary education. My father was finally discharged from the U.S. Army Air Corp. and World War II, where he had been a Lt. Col., and taught the use of the Norden Bombsight to bombardiers and crews of the time. My early years were basically fun years, as I learned how to fish, shoot, hunt, about dogs, cats, and toys…many, many, toys. My mother believed in spoiling me, since I was the only child, and for eight years, I was the only object of me parents’ attention. In 1958, however, that situation changed forever, with the birth of my little brother, and three years later, my little sister arrived. These two events, little did I realize, would have a profound effect on my life. They would alter the way I felt about life, contribute to changes in my personality, and most of all, formed the basis for my later life in general, including my chosen profession.
As the youngest of five children she was often overlooked. The pride of the family often overrode the opportunity to receive health care, handouts and a decent chance to become something. My mother spent her childhood in a tiny house with her family and many relatives. She was never given the opportunities to excel in learning and life like my generation has. My grandfather was a carpenter and on that living fed many hungry mouths. But despite this already unfortunate lifestyle my mother maintained good grades and was on a path to overcoming her misfortune.
Before reading this paper one needs to know a little about me, Megan Koons. I am the youngest of three girls, my oldest sister is six years older than me and my middle sister is four years older than me. My parents are together and have been all my life. Growing up I saw my sisters fight and so I knew what not to do and got along wonderfully with both my sisters. I saw my oldest sister fight with my mom and my middle sister fight with my dad, so again I knew how to not make me parents mad and got along with them wonderfully as well. This paper will focus on a set of questions answered by my mother.
... have witnessed my family survive even the toughest situations, and still remain smiling as if nothing was wrong at all. I am the oldest sibling which means I have to set examples for not only my brothers and sisters, but also my peers who all look up to me in high school. I will no longer sit helplessly while my mother and father scrap up money for football equipment for my brother or school clothing for my twin siblings. My parents will be proud and happy and stress free after I am in my career. [polysyndeton] Even though my mother is a newly developed cancer patient and I am a type one diabetic, our diseases with not hinder my progress.
She learns about reading and math. Some of the things she has learned in social studies is about Rosa Parks and Martin Luther King Jr. The student explained to me that she likes school because she gets to be with her friends. The student told me that she has not worked with maps yet in her class. The student likes to read, but she only reads in school. Her favorite stories are fiction stories. Her favorite subject are math and science because she like to do a lot of activities and her least favorite subject is social studies because she says it is boring. She told me that she would like to learn about the world and all the different