with my grandmother because they traveled to the city to work. She never saidno. It was a joy to have her grandchildren with her. My uncles used to call her LaVocina, The Speaker. Why “The Speaker?” Because every time she would visitthem, she would always talk and laugh loudly.She was Catholic and always attended church. She would tell us that lifewithout God is useless. She also said that the best inheritance from parents totheir kids is not money, houses, cars, clothes or gold, but the advice you givethem, and the morals and respect you teach them. Her love for others and heradvice had a healthy effect on her kids. They became very pr<strong>of</strong>essional and hardworkingpeople who always enjoyed having her in their home.This is only a short story about my grandmother. I could write a wholebook on her life, from the time she got married until the time she died. Shepassed away one year ago, and we all miss her. We miss the person who talked andlaughed loudly all the time. We miss “The Speaker,” the person who gave us loveand encouraged the pursuit <strong>of</strong> happiness for her children and grandchildren.R.I.P., Carmelita Fuentez Tapia.Being Together77alejandro e. sanchezAlejandro E. Sanchez was born in Atlixco Puebla, Mexico. He writes, “I cameto <strong>New</strong> <strong>York</strong> when I was 13 and started to work at that age, in the restaurantbusiness, to help my parents. I have been happily married for 16 years, withthree daughters. My goal is to get my GED, to obtain better employmentopportunities.” He is a student <strong>of</strong> Avril DeJesus in the Brooklyn Public LibraryPre-GED Program at the Kings Highway Library. Eva Raison is the programcoordinator.
Donnley Edwardsdonnley edwards Being Together78My Happiest Memoryihave many happy memories throughout my life, from my childhood tomotherhood; however, my happiest memory is <strong>of</strong> the last day I spent with mymother when she was alive.The last day I saw my mother alive was the night before I returned to theUnited States. I was visiting my family in my native country. After spending twoweeks with my family, enjoying the Caribbean culture, the food and the drinks, itwas time for me to return to my home that I have built here.The night before I left, my mother and most <strong>of</strong> my siblings were alltogether, just enjoying the last night <strong>of</strong> my visit. My mother was cooking, and mysiblings were telling jokes about our childhood and what we used to be like beforewe all became adults and parents.I stood there looking at my mother, taking the last picture <strong>of</strong> her beforeI got ready to leave. She looked like the happiest person in the world. She wassmiling all night, so I asked, “Why are you smiling so much when I am about toleave you again?” She replied that she had almost all her children in her home alltogether at the same time. It was like we were all little children again.My mother told each and every one <strong>of</strong> us for the first time how much sheloved us and what set us apart from one another. The last thing my mother said tome was that one day all <strong>of</strong> her children will come visit again, all together in the samehouse, drinking chocolate tea, her favorite tea.Happy memories can be built throughout the years, but cherish the oneyou hold dear to your heart because tomorrow belongs to no one. You can lose theone you have not expected to lose.Donnley Edwards writes: “I am a 26-year-old mother <strong>of</strong> two wonderfulchildren, a son and a daughter. I immigrated from Georgetown, Guyana, eightyears ago. My dream is to become a nurse. I am very appreciative <strong>of</strong> the peoplewho encourage me to keep motivating myself: my friends, siblings, workmates,classmates, my teacher, Sister Judith Mausser <strong>of</strong> <strong>New</strong> Horizons, and mybiggest inspiration, the loving memory <strong>of</strong> my mother, Beverly A. Andries.”
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