My baby, but not so  baby picture frame, is a silver metal rusted age frame that has 13 holes. The first one is labeled birth. The last is the biggest, embedded with the big words under “I’m one”. I’ve had it since I was born but as I said its not so baby. As we go down from left to right. This frame has traveled everywhere  from Randolph to Quincy then Charlestown and lastly Roxbury.  I love looking at this picture frame because in almost every picture I'm smiling. Even though the picture frame itself is simple, each photo inside has a story and special memory. Every time I take time to look at the photos it makes me feel happy and reminds me of the good times. This is very special to me because it shows that even when things get hard in life, You are still able to find a reason to keep smiling. This can teach us that whatever people go through I can still find strength and happiness. Also the key memories in your life that I may  have forgotten about. Family also plays a huge role and how much you have to treasure those memories because you can never go back into time, or recreate it. My object and story also connects to the American experience because a lot of people have different stories or have gone through things, yet still find a way to balance between struggle and growing up and creating your own story.

– GL

Relationship:  Great-grandchild of im/migrant or more Great-grandchild of im/migrant or more