My mom’s side is mostly Hungarian. (Great grandma in hungarian is Nagymama and great grandpa is Nagypapa.) My Nagymama came with her mom and dad over to the U.S through Ellis Island, I remember hearing her talk about it to my mom. “It was very squished and I could barely move. I remember my mother leaning over the edge throwing up inside the boat. Everyone was yelling at her so she left and went up to the top of the deck to get some air.”
My grandma on the other half is not that big of a hungarian. She doesn’t really know that much of a background of our culture, Neither does my mom.
My grandma on the other half is not that big of a hungarian. She doesn’t really know that much of a background of our culture, Neither does my mom.