This week, I spoke with my
lovely Auntie Mona, my dad’s sister. She
told me so many stories about her life growing up in Lebanon during the civil
war – everything from baking Easter cookies with her grandma to watching the
man living in the apartment above them shoot rats scurrying in the pile of
trash.
Although I thought that
all of my relatives on my dad’s side of the family were born in either Lebanon
or Palestine, I learned that my grandpa was actually born in the Dominican
Republic. My grandpa’s father, along
with everyone on the ship, thought that he was in America. Oh, how time and technology have changed. I also learned that my grandma had a
miscarriage when she was in her third trimester in Lebanon. She would have been the sixth child my
grandparents had. It gives me chills to
think about having another aunt and breaks my heart that my grandparents still
tear up when they talk about it.
Talking to my aunt made me
realize how… for lack of a better word, weird time is. It’s hard to picture my parents, or
grandparents, or their great-great grandparents as teenagers growing up. Hearing their stories makes me gain a new
appreciation for time and everything I have.
My mom told me that my grandma would get in trouble if she listened to
the radio. Whenever my grandma would
want to hang out with a friend, her dad would spit on the ground and tell her
to be back before his spit dried. It
makes me think about what I’ll be telling the next generation. You
should have seen what life was like when I grew up. All we had were iPhones and 3D televisions.
I’m thrilled to say that
my grandma, her sister, my aunt, and two cousins on my mom’s side of the family
have all booked their tickets to come visit us!
I couldn’t be more excited, and the timing worked out perfectly for this
project. I usually only see them once a
year, so every moment with them is always a good time. All of them will arrive the last week of
March. LAX, here I come!
I anticipate this upcoming
week to be a little slow. I am taking
the SATs this Saturday, so it will be hard to focus time and energy on this project. Once I finish the test, I will be ready to
dive in headfirst and start raiding the aisles of Joann’s for art supplies to
make my scrapbook. I've also decided I want to make a family tree that goes as far back as it possibly can to preserve my ancestors' memories. Week four, here I come!
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