On another note, we presented our memoirs in class the other day. It was so beautiful seeing everyone’s presentations. It was a very emotional experience to hear everyone be vulnerable about their families. I was amazed with what everyone created. Lily made a replica of her grandma’s home, Christine made lanterns with writing and pictures on it, Desiree made a beautiful video, and so many more wonderful memoirs. Throughout all of our presentations I could see how resilient our extraordinary people are. I could also see that despite many hardships, they continue to foster so much joy in their daily lives.
On Saturday, 2/11, we put on the Love, Care, and Connect event. We had a bunch of stations including baked goods, a boutique, painting, games, etc. My group led the conversation table. We had cards with questions prompts on them and we asked people to have a conversation with us. Many were resistant to stopping by our table, however we managed to listen to some amazing stories and have fascinating conversations. One woman came up to the table and I asked her to share a story about herself. However instead of sharing, she asked me to share a story about myself. I didn’t know where to begin, so we started with where we were born and raised. Mariano was from Japan. She was so kind and carried so much comfortability towards answering the conversation prompts. Even though our table did not attract many, it was so worthwhile for the few who did.