David Magana

Relationship: Child of im/migrant
House my mom lived when she was a child.
House my mom lived when she was a child.

 The significant item that I would like to share about is something big and that will be my whole house. So ever since my mom was a kid she lived in this house and a lot of memories were made in this house, a lot of my family members grew up here, other than the obvious my godmother and her siblings grew up here. The house is not big at most it can hold a family of five but currently this house is holding 7 people, so a moment in this house is never dull and always loud. The house has been through a lot and we only had the house exterior and windows fixed but every paint job we did every, floor replacement I’ve done with my dad, every hole in the wall that we’ve made from a lot of horse play means something. It means that this house is an everlasting symbol of my life and childhood. It doesn’t stop at our house both our yards play a role in our life one big one is the orange tree that has recently died that my mom has planted when she was a kid. The orange tree is how we would make orange juice and even just to pick off the tree and eat it. The oranges were good and full of flavor and that is what I really miss about it and I wish it didn’t die. This house has 2 generations so far and who knows maybe it’ll have more but as of right now this house is a fossil and will only get older. 

Place(s): California
Year: 1975

– David

Relationship:  Child of im/migrant Child of im/migrant