I know this isn't a story about the homeland, but I just wanted everyone to know about my grandma, and what a wonderful person she was.
its ok, I will agree with you, I think all grandmas have had a struggle to get to
where we are today, I could not imagine spending so much time on a boat travelling
to the united states like they did for a better life. and it was not better at first, it
was hell for so many, because it was a new place with no family. only until family
came they were truely alone, and had to make a living, and prepare for family to
come . being called names, payed low wages , etc. language barriers etc.
mostly the men would do this, but the women also had to travel like this, and
how they did it is beyond me. truely amazing.
ok back on topic.
my grandma used to come over to help my mother with laundry and housework
and just spend the weekend with my mom and her son in law!
my grandma and my father didnt get along, and so everything he did was wrong
in grandmas eyes.
one weekened my mom invited her over to stay and help, during this time, her and
my mom would buy a bottle of wine and have a glass while doing these chores.
well, before they knew it, the wine was low, so my mom put it away, and ran
downstairs to get some more laundry which was hanging up drying.
when she got back upstairs, she seen the bottle sitting empty on the counter
and grandma sitting looking smug.
she asked who drank the rest of the wine?
My grandma decided to blame my dad who was sleeping drank it.
She finally fessed up to the crime later on.