Showing posts with label childhood memories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label childhood memories. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Never Find

Chavac, Jennifer


     My grandmom’s name is Maria. She lives in Antigua Guatemala .In 1980, when the war began, she was 27 years old. she has currently 7 daughters and 1 son.
But when the war began she only had 5 daughters. Lucas Garcia was president but rios mott overthrew him.

My grandmother thinks that the war began because rich people didn’t wants to help poor people. The university students began to learn about the problem but the students began to learn about the problem but the students is few against the army.
But there were two groups called Army and Guerria, Army defending rich people and guerria defending poor people. The army killed people that is in gerria.
My grandmother says that she tried to find my grandfather but didn’t find him maybe he died or lived but we don’t know.

And now she tries again but he does not no trace, nothing about him she said that some people say that there is a place when many bodies are buried called Well. But his is the only possibility that he is buried but we don’t know.
My grandmother says that his happened like this: my grandfather was sitting down in his home, it was in the night they heard people walking outside and cars, then the army was inside everybody there: my grandmother, grandfather and her daughters.
They didn’t take them only my grandfather. They also took things a little gold, and her money when took my grandfather they said that they would come back.
But he never came back to his family. Then my grandmother changed her location and went to live in another home but she tried and tried to find him.

She worked so hard because she had her daughters. The bad thing is that her family didn’t help her and she didn’t have any help.

Unforgettable memories of childhood


By Nycolas

This history is about memories childhood and I interview my sister. My sister Nayane born in Brazil. She was 5 years old when I was born. She lived in the house of my outs marina and Tatiana in Minas Gerais in city called Belo Horizonte. When she arrived in United States she living in Washington State in 2008 play, like every child. What most more it was where she had relative could help my live in United States. She remembers about childhood that a girl many common had friends, like to play. What most more difficult in its childhood I do not know, why the child`s life and joke more so. More I think that it was when I come to United States feet my family and friends in Brazil to come here. I felt happy or sad in its childhood when, I think in my life I have most insignificants that are either happy or sad, I had happy when I`m in the company of people who like or play with my friends. What more like in my childhood was everything since childhood and first moment of happy the people what can make the happiness last forever. The word that describe all my childhood I do not know since childhood is not something that we have describe in another word more yes a lifetime the more I think that word is happiness because my childhood was very happy very happy so I think my word and happiness. 

Monday, April 22, 2013

My Grandpa’s Childhood Memories

By Mario Zeng
I interview my grandfather named Yagong Zeng. He is from China Guangzhou. My grandpa always said Guangzhou is nice place. This nice place had long history. He has experiences in the war of resistance Against Japan. The war is very big. This war occurred in 1937-1945. The beginning of the war, he was 9 years old. He was very young, when the war ended, he was 16 years. During this war, he lived with his grandfather, his mom, his dad, and his brother, this was a big family. My grandfather’s living conditions at that time was poor; often there was no food, because war needed a lot of food and they could not plant food because the war destroyed a lot of land. Their food was limited to purchase.
My grandfather said the war of Resistance Against Japan was an eight-year war. The war began in the Marco polo Bridge incident. Due to China 29 army garrison refused to Japan garrison into Wanping Cheng searching for missing soldiers and fierce fighting in July 7th 1937. Japanese invaders occupied Guangzhou in October 21th 1938. After the Japanese came to loot, they killed anyone without reason. And caught beautiful woman and raped them. During the war, he lost job and he to go out and be killed by Japanese. There were nothing, he could eat and eat was limit to bought food.
I asked my grandfather what happened with his father. He says: “I remember that my father went out to find a job, but he never came back. My mom told me: “you father was dead, he was killed by Japanese. I need to go out and find a job. Take care of yourselves.” My mom’s life was so hard after my dad dead. She only earn low paid and did very hard work, because she was a woman. Also, the Japanese loved beautiful woman and if they met Chinese woman, they would raped them. So my mom would spread coal on her face for make her looks ugly. Finally the war end. In October 1st, the date of China independence people’s lives becomes happier.

Friday, April 19, 2013

Old Society in China


By Xuqing Liu


     The past can remind us not to make the same mistakes again and to cherish the life now. Do you know what Old Society is? Old Society is "landlord class" and "peasant class" for two society of the "agricultural society" or "countryside society" in China. Do you know or hear something about Old Society. My mom belonged to peasant class, now; I will talk about what my mom's life looked like in Old Society.

My mom was born in 1955. She grew up in a village of the mountain. There were some poor houses in the village. The floor of the house it had some holes: If outside it were purines, inside the house it would sprinkle. Around the house there were many mountains. The mountains had many bamboo and many fruit trees, but you couldn’t get the fruit from the tree because they belonged to the government or landlord. Also, the mountains had some path, but the path was not steep, it was very sinuate and hard to walk.

She lived with her father, mother and 5 brothers together. Three or four people lived in one small room and slept in one bed. It was very crowded. Every day they ate a little sweet potato or cassava or porridge and some salted fish or pickles, but the porridge just had a little rice. They could eat chicken and other meat except in New Year. Of course, they didn’t have oil when they cooked. They just used pork streak one time. All the food was sour and very insipid, but my mom still ate because she felt hunger and her family was poor, they didn’t have enough money to buy food to eat. They didn’t care about the food’s taste. They just wanted something to eat.

They also didn’t have money to buy new clothes. Everyone wore busted clothes. Nobody could see the original clothes because the clothes were patched so many times. In the New Year, the older brother or sisters away could get new clothes. The younger brother or sister only could wear the clothes from the older brothers or sisters. My mom was the youngest child in her family. And she only has brother. So she just could wear the old clothes from her brothers. She never wore the new clothes, including New Year when she was young.

Certainly, they didn’t have any transport in that time. Everyone just walked no matter how far. Some people’s feet were like carbon because they didn’t have shoes. Also, they didn’t have TV because there was no electricity. They only used kerosene oil lamps. When they had time, they couldn’t go to play, the only one thing they could do was housework.

She still remembers the Great Famine in 1958 because she was child and this event scared her. Many people died in that time just because they didn’t have food to eat. Some people died of edema because they didn’t have food to eat, they just could drank water to satisfy hunger. After that time, it had many tombstones over two sides of the path. When her brother went to school, they usually ran so fast because they need to pass the tombstone and they were scared. My mom was timid, young and her brother was away tell she how terror about the tombstone, so she never pass tombstone.

In 1965, she started going to school. The school was the old house and small that had two rooms and one hall. Inside the school had some tables and chair make by rotted wood. Also, they had a big blackboard in the wall. All the childes of the village was study in this school. They learned about the multiplication of math and some Chinese worlds before the Great Cultural Revolution. In 1966, the Great Cultural Revolution happened. The school only taught the “Three Constantly Red Articles”. Every student needed to put Mao Tus-tung’s picture on the table and writ down their loyal to Mao Tus-tung. However, if you didn’t do these things, that mean you needed to stay behind after class. My mom was the person who didn’t do these things because she didn’t’ know how to do it. So she stayed behind after class every day.

After half year, my mom stopped going to school because her family didn’t had money supply her go to school. Her mom wanted her to help make money, gathering firewood and carry in water of the family. When she was 14 year old, she worked in the production team, she helped farmland, and cut the rice.........she worked so hard in the production team because it can get more work-points. If you had more work-points then you can get more wages for each month.

      Times are changing all the time and becoming better. Now, we can get many things that we want; we have beautiful clothes, enough and different food to eat, and the transportation is more convenient-----we can go anywhere we want. Also, we have more freedom. We can choose anything we want to do. So, we need to cherish the life now and try to make it better.      

Monday, April 8, 2013

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