The Necklace

Relationship: Child of im/migrant
Here I am wearing my necklace.
Here I am wearing my necklace.

The object that I have chosen is my necklace. This necklace has been passed down through many generations of my family. The first person to wear it was my great grandmother who lived in Phnom Penh and worked everyday on large plains of agriculture. The next to wear it was my grandmother. She had lived a very difficult life. She supported herself and her many kids through the Khmer Rouge. During this time, Pol Pot and his army invaded Cambodia and murdered all of the intelligent individuals in order to achieve his ideal utopian society. Oftentimes, my grandmother would go through starving, sleepless nights just to make sure her kids were fed. Although, after several months my grandmother, my mom and her many siblings would make it to Thailand, where they would migrate by plane to Lowell, Massachusetts. The next to wear the necklace was my mother. She was the first in her family to graduate from highschool and go to college. Lastly, the most recent person to wear the necklace, is myself. Although my life is nowhere near as difficult as my ancestors, I never take this for granted. I always take advantage of all the opportunities given to me that my ancestors didn’t have the privilege of having. And my one hope is to make them proud, and to pass down the necklace to one of my own, with my own story attached to it. 

Place(s): Phnom Penh, Lowell Massachusetts

– KK

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