Category Archives: Tales from a Childhood in Europe

happy mother’s day!

My mom just recently sent me these photos taken in Romania in 1983 when I turned one. Isn’t my mom just beautiful? With us are my maternal grandparents (my only grandparents still alive today), who we’re going to see in … Continue reading →

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on language

I never thought about language much until I was seven years old. After we left Romania (in the middle of the night, no less), I suddenly found myself going to school in Germany with cohorts and teachers whose words made … Continue reading →

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mickey mouse, or, the night we left everything behind

{me, Germany ca. 1992. Don’t judge the outfit, I was still recovering from an 80s childhood.} The other day I was at our local thrift store and I came across a black, vintage looking onesie that gave me a jolt … Continue reading →