In the first pages of Angela's Ashes, the author recounts the young life of his parents, especially the birth and childhood of his mother. Interestingly, he does so in the third person - talking about his mother as if she weren't his mom, from an objective storyteller's viewpoint.
My Grandma Starr (mom's mom) used to tell me a story about the first time she ever saw the ocean as a little girl, maybe around age 4. In her old-timey bathing suit and bathing cap, she walked into the water, unnoticed by her busy parents. She just kept walking and walking into the ocean, and it never occurred to her to stop. She was up to her nose when an adult finally noticed and ran in after her. Silly girl. A couple more steps, and my life may have never happened.
Is it difficult to imagine your parents as children? What do you know about their young lives? Are there stories that you find amazing or particularly interesting?
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i fined every thing my mom and dad tell me very interesting. the only reson been is that i have never been so close to my grama. one is in mexico and the other one is her and dose not like to tell my mom storys. both of my granpas are dead and well yea. but i ask quetions a lot to my mom and dad about them self all the time. i like to here old time storys to figer what they had fun in when they were little. and about the grema and granpa thing i would of love to have them tell me storys but i don't have.
My parents tell me many stories about when they were little, specially when I'm in trouble. They show me pictures of them when they were little and also remind me of when I was little as well. A story I find interesting that my parents told me was that my step dad used to be a drunky. He would go out every weekend to drink and never come back until around 3 days later. Maybe this is why I can never do anything because they are afraid I might do something that will affect my life in a negative way, they believe every teenager is the same even though they neglect it.
Now in days its easy for me to imagine how my parents were when they were my age. I have learn so many valuable lessons from the stories that they have told me. I know for a fact that thoughout their childhood they struggle so much that is was difficult for them to afford a good education. My dad,throughout his childhood had to start working at a young age to help my granparents and its sad to know that you have to leave your education behind to be able to support you family. My parents try to guide me through the right path so that i wont struggle like they did when they were my age.
Not difficult just crazy. I know that both of my parents struggled a lot to get to where they are. My dad didn't see his dad much because he went to California for months at a time to get enough money for the family to eat and when he was old enough to work he moved to the US to work in the grape fields.He would work after school until he couldn't see light anymore. He's my hero because even after working so much he managed to go to college. My mom is a similar story but i think her life was harder. She was born on a farm and didn't see much outside of that until she met my dad. My grandpa didn't believe in having an education to be successful so he didn't let any of his 13 children go past middle school.
For me honestly i don't know i find it really difficult to imagine my parents as little kids. I simply just cant look back so much and imagine them as kids. I ask my parents if by any chance the have a picture of them when they used to be little, and both say no. I ask them to in a detail manner to explain to me how they looked and my dad says my mom was the quiet type, never talked. My mom says that my dad was the one that used to be a muscular and sexy as they say, but how know they can be making it up. only a picture can say. I personally dont know a lot about their lives, yes i know that my dad was a rebel, but still he was the pretty boy of the house never had to do nothing, just sit around and what his brothers and sisters do all the cleaning. Like he says, i was the cutest of them all so mom loved me the most. on my mom side she was treated fairly like the rest of her sisters, she did chores, everything. well this might be funny, but my dad tells the best stories when he is drunk. He makes me laugh and just start craking up. When i did something wrong he start giving me the whole speech about how i should be more responsible, and the whole speech you already know. My mom just simply goes along with it and says somethings that happened to her, and that i should learn from my mistakes. its a whole speech that i bet every teenager gets once in there life. i find every story interesting cause its a piece of their life that i learn about.
I know plenty about my parents as children because of the stories that they tell me. My mom would always tell me as a kid when i was in trouble. My dad would always tell me that i need to learn to appreciate what i have because when my mom and him were growing up in their homeland of El Salvador, they didn't really have much. My grandpa is now dead, but when he was alive he enjoyed just telling his grandchildren stories about ma mom and how she would always come home from school and go straight to the kitchen to prepare dinner for the family. To this day i can say that i greatly appreciate my parents and i truly do admire all of what they have done and sacrificed for me and my siblings.
i dont know much about my parents we never really talk about it. the only time we talk about it is when we go to my dads home town in mexico and we pass by a place he remembers he tells me this is where i use to come every day after school or this is the school where all the new kids would get their head shaven by the older kids. the only time i talk about it with my mom is when my granma comes over she tells us how my mom would always get into fights but thats it
In a way it is very hard for me to imagine my parents as children. Though my mom has told me many stories of her childhood, it is amazing what my mom has been through in her childhood, that I find it hard to believe. Seems as if she made it up, just like falling in a river with a heavy tide at the age of four and still surviving. I wonder how she survived, and what other things she got her self into, because my whole life I've only seen her in a sons point of view. In a way i will always see her like that and no other way, no matter how hard i try.
I can imagine my mom and dad both little kids they are constantly reminding me of how they used to act when they were small. All the dumb things that they did and all the smart things they did but mostly it was how my grandma would put them in there place. so when i think of my parents as little kids i see them running around and breaking everything they see, little trouble makers thats interesting and funny.
My parents tell me many interesting stories about their childhood. They didnt have a good education when they were young, therefore they always try to encourage me to do good in school. For example, every time my dad hears me complaining about how much work I get in school, he starts telling me about his childhood and how he struggled a lot. He tells me about how he started working when he was really young and from then on, hes worked hard to succeed in life. After he gives me the whole lecture, I see the situation with a whole different perspective, and makes me think positive. Having my parents talk to me about their life experience, makes me see everything different. I notice a huje differece between my way of living and theirs when they were young.
it relly is hard to imagine my parents as kids. It isnt easy for me to look past my boundaries and see them like in my shoes. The only stories i remember from my parents telling me is that they are the basaically doing the same thing i did as a kid. Although they wgrew up in mexico they still did the samethings i did. They went to the movies and would go to the beach.
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