Dumas stated, “Displaying the hospitality that Iranians so cherish, my father extended a dinner invitation to everyone who called”(321). “As a result, we found ourselves feeding dozens of people every weekend”(Dumas 321). Her mom intended dinner starting on Monday for the next weekend. Since she didn’t drive, her husband took her shopping every Tuesday for all the provisions she needed for the dinner. Availability and freshness of food and herbs determined how long the shopping trip would be.
My paternal grandmother made German butter cake called bottakuchen, as well as sauerkraut and sausage and German potato salad. There were also Easter celebrations with church and then Easter egg hunts with my cousins. I also enjoyed many birthday celebrations on my mom’s side; one for every season. I was very close with all my cousins from my mom’s two sisters and her brother, and still am till this day. The matriarch of the family, my mother’s mother, has asked that when she passes we still continue all of our family traditions in order to keep close ties between all of us.
It started when one day my mom came into my room like any other normal, regular, boring day. After, she said that we were going somewhere. I was kinda curious about where we were going. So then I asked, “Where are we going?” She said, “We're going to your step dad’s friends house.” I was excited as if a 5 year old was getting candy! I was excited because, my mom also said that she was gonna make some of my favorite food, and that they were gonna have hamburgers over at their house!
The plan was when I get to Houston to move into my own apartment when my financial aid came through, and to live with my sister until then. Little did I know, nothing would go as planned From what I see on television I think of going off to college as a special day, a day with a big party and balloons, to celebrate the major milestone in my life. Wow was I wrong, the day I left for college my dad said “O you really are going to school”, and laughed. What a support system I had. Moving to Houston was a tough day for me.
Guglielmo Marconi was born April 25, 1874 at 9:15 in the morning on a Saturday in Bologna, Italy at Villa Griffone, his father’s manor. When he was born, an observer said, “ What big ears he has!” His mother, retorting, stated, “He will be able to hear the still, small voice of the air.” (Source 3). This famous statement, without a doubt, proved itself in later years. His mother was Irish, and his father Italian so of course Marconi learned and became fluent in both English and Italian, which helped his inventions and discoveries develop commercially when he was older. In his early life, he attended multiple schools, but due to frequent traveling to other parts of Italy and England, he never achieved much of an education, and never got a diploma.
Old memories fill my head and I reminisce the euphoria of my childhood. I remember my favorite breakfast as a kid. My mom always spoiled her baby boy and knew I loved scrambled eggs with hotdogs. She would chop the hot dogs into little chunks and cook them with eggs; the house always filled with the aroma of those delicious wieners. After she served me, a great big squirt of Heinz Ketchup all over my plate was the finishing touch to this glorious masterpiece.
Patricia Gonzalez ENC (Ref# 640359) Essay #2 September 8th, 2011 The Meaning of Family Family is the central point of our lives; we obtain love, laugh, comfort, listen, and are there always for each other. For me, family is one of the most important things in my life. Not necessarily have to be blood related to be family because there are many good friends that sometimes are better that the bloods related families. When I was living with my family I did not know exactly what a family is for someone until I decide to move alone. But now, I can easily notice that a family has several unconditional values.
Tet Nguyen Dan is an occasion for Vietnamese people to express their respect and remembrance for their ancestor as well as welcoming the New Year with their beloved family members. On December 30th , all of family members gather to have a big last meal for the old year, sharing all feeling, experiences gained through the whole year together. They tell each other their happy or even sad stories . Three days before Tet, Vietnamese people usually clean their houses carefully, polish every utensil, and decorate the house with many colors: Mai trees with yellow or white flowers, Peach-blossom branches with pink flowers, Watermelon with green color, and votive papers with red color. To celebrate Tet, parents usually buy children new clothes and shoes to wear on the first day of New Year.
I have a few experiences in my life that really had an impact on me being the person I am today and play a major role in my life now. Going back to school and succeeding in obtaining my Associates was one of the experiences that had a major impact on my life as well as choosing to leave the only home I have ever known to better my life for my family and myself. I remember it like I just graduated from College yesterday. I was so nervous when I first started not knowing if I was making the right decision or if I would be successful. Even though I was unsure of the outcome I decided to take a chance and I am so happy that I did.
After reading the author’s take on perfection and imperfection, it has made me realize that imperfection is beautiful and the greatest things and moments in life are imperfect. I remember last summer, few of my friends and I got together for a movie and some good food. I was preparing the macaroni and cheese while my best friend Dena was preparing the shrimp tempura. I ended up putting cream cheese in the pot instead of butter. We didn’t realize this until after the cream cheese has fallen into a million little pieces.