Grandparent

with my last name - Bistritzan. Bistritzan translates to swift river because my ancestors come from an area called Bistriţa which is a mountainous region in today’s northern Romania. For many years the most I knew about my life was that my great-grandparents came to Canada and were farmers. I learned Romanian culture through my grandmother’s cooking and the few words my Mosho (grandfather) would teach me. Most of my life I thought that my family history was pretty straight forward. However,…

Halil. Unfortunately, they both have passed away, with a few years in between each other. The death of my grandparents was very grief for my family and I. We went through a devastating time period, seeing my grandpa lying in bed, skinny bones, and no fluid in his body was intolerable. I couldn’t accept his death, he was the man I looked up to and adored. When someone asked who my grandparents were, I would proudly say their name and they would always be remembered with affection. Halil and Ayse…

Today's Quote "The Good Missions Act spotlights the Good Deeds of the many Wonderful Grandparents who are involved with the lives of their Grandchildren-- bridging the gap and filling in the missing information of family values, History, solid work ethics, and God's Commandments with vigor, enlightenment, excitement and experience. This is hard to do for the disobedient and inexperienced Missing in Action Grandparents." ` Jon Barnes Missing in Action There are many reasons why people are…

My Immigration story happened on October 2nd, 1916. My great great grandparents migrated from Mexico to the United States on that day. Franco is their last name. Both my grandparents were very young they were teenagers at the time this was happening. The story behind them migrating how it all came about is my great great grandpa he knew Poncho Villa he did work with him. Work that was very dangerous and scary Poncho Villa was a commander and was to be obeyed back then. My great great grandpa was…

that not only my grandparents had left but the other original 6 family members were not able to be there either. Thanksgiving consisted of less conversation, because the conversationalist of the family was not here. Thanksgiving also consisted of food that was not as good as my grandmothers. This holiday was no longer enjoyable for me. I did not even want to think about Christmas, especially because it would consist of this new routine that I was not okay with. My grandparents and family…

Mack, and how others treated him versus me. Truly I did not understand why years made us so different. To me two years was really nothing in the grand scheme of things, but growing up adults seemed to see it much more differently, specifically our grandparents. During the summers we would visit them Mack and I would take to doing odd jobs to earn a little spending money. Due to my brother being older and therefore more able to do jobs he tended to get the harder work than I. Then when it came…

Hard Work Pays Off A grandchild admires their grandparents in multiple ways and for various reasons. In my case, for guidance, love, and financial success. My grandparents both came from non-wealthy families. However, this did not negatively impact their lives. In fact, growing up non-wealthy taught them that in order to have what they wanted or needed, they would have to work hard. Both grew up on family farms, therefore, through experience they understand the true definition of hard work…

her family went to Arkansas because her grandparents own a house on the lake.Alexis first had to drive for nine hours in a car with her siblings,Carraghan and Brett,and her parents. During the long drive her parents stopped at six flags to ride different carnival rides.When they finally reached their grandparents’ house they said hello and had lasagna for dinner that their grandma had prepared.The next morning they woke up and went straight to their grandparents dock to go boating.Once they were…

Joel Barnett Professor Jennifer Royal English 1A March 15 2015 Great Grandpa’s World My notion of home has changed a lot since I was eight. but not so much because of my own home experiences. Rather, my concept of home has been shaped by my great grandparents’ interpretation of the American Dream. Idealized by the immigrants who fled to the United States to escape oppressive governments or upset economies, the American Dream is defined by Oxford Dictionaries as, “The ideal that every US citizen…

introduced his way of thinking about the US. It started when he received news of his dad’s death from his Aunt Jane. He then tells the lives of his family; from his grandparents and his parents. When he talked about his dad in the end of the chapter he mentioned how “He had left paradise, and nothing that my mother or grandparents told me could obviate that single, unassailable fact. Their stories didn't tell me why he had left” (Obama 26). Obama never knew why his dad left him back when he was…