Examples Of Interview With Grandparents

The interview took place over the course of a couple weeks in the living room of my home which she shares with me. The interview was bittersweet as Dawn and Eileen recalled the events of the previous years. During the interview process, at times, Eileen became depressed and didn’t want to discuss certain events at certain times. Consequently, the interview process took longer than expected.

Prior to the start of the meeting, she introduced Rick and me to the group. The group inquired what program we were in and if either of us had experience in dealing with grief. I shared that my dad passed away suddenly 2 years ago. That year, I also lost my grandfather, grandmother and my aunt. There were 5 individuals who were attending the meeting.

I sat down to interview my father, soon to find out how intrigued I was about my dad’s stories. It was late at night, about 7:00 PM. I had asked my dad if I could interview him, and he excitedly accepted.

For the oral history project, I interviewed my grandmother. Her full name is Imelda Laborce, while she is known as “Meldy” to most family members. She was born in a small town called Calapacuan in the Zambales region of the Philippines. She was born in 1955 and is 61 years old. Like me, she was born in the Philippines but eventually moved to America sometime in her life. I believed she was a good candidate because I knew she was one of the earliest members of my family to travel to America. Hence, she must have good stories and have a rich background. I also never really knew anything about her past, so I just thought it would be interesting in general to learn about it. She currently lives in Union, New Jersey and works in a hospital as a nurse.

Through interviewing my roommate Linda Wang, I have gotten the opportunity of hearing a first-hand account of what it is like being a young immigrant living in the United States. At the age of eight, Linda, along with her father, mother, and aunt, emigrated to America. Linda’s family currently resides in Bayside, Queens and she is a student-athlete on the St. John’s women’s golf team. Linda was kind enough to share her immigration story with me so that I may use it as a manifestation of what life as an immigrant, and the immigration process itself, entails.

For this assignment, the author interviewed an elderly woman who is roughly in her early eighties. Discussion occurred over the phone as Irene lives a relatively far distance from Denver, CO. The first conversation went over well and she was very open to discussing her life further. The author became confident enough to ask more personal questions later in the conversation. The elderly woman agreed to a second interview to continue patient education which will be discussed in detail. For this paper, the individual will be referred to as Irene, so that her privacy is protected. This paper acts as an organizational tool to detail the process and considerations taken, including therapeutic communication skills, to provide Irene with a

My sixty-year old grandmother, Helaine Bondar, conveniently lives in Baltimore, MD. This made the interview quite convenient, and we were able to sit down face-to-face on her dining room table chairs with a plate of cookies for the interview. "Bubby" as I call her, was born in New York City and lived there her entire youth. She only had one sister, Suzette, who still lives in New York City (my grandmother recalls at this time that my great-grandmother was very fond of French names.) When asked about her grandparents she reminisced on her days with "nanny" and "poppy," her maternal grandparents who practically raised her. She spoke about their personalities. Nanny was the bulldozer go-getter of the family, my grandmother said her favorite phrase was "my way or the highway." Poppy was more calm, and they balanced each other out perfectly. Bubby 's paternal grandparents were Anna and Sol Gross, and despite their close proximity-- they also lived in the Bronx -- Bubby just wasn’t as close with them.

The person I interviewed is Heather Wright. Heather is my mother I have lived with her my whole entire life.Heather wright is my mom and she taught a lot of things since I was born. Heather was born in the wood county hospital. She was born on April 21st 1982. Her parents names were are Regina for her mother and Ronnie for her father. She had Two sisters and one brother, there names were Jessica,Tasha, and Dustin Wright. At first my mom lived in McComb and went to McComb elementary school. North Baltimore and went to school at North Baltimore middle-high school. My mother has blue eyes, she's 5”6” and long strawberry blond hair.

Carmina salazar works at a prison and is like a cop. As i facetimed her, i was nervous that she would not answer because she is always busy. She normally doesn't answer because she works all day. I was also sacred she would answer because she was one of the people in florida without power as a result of the hurricane. When she did answer i was ecstatic because we hadn't talked in awhile. I told why i had called her and she was very happy that i had picked her. She asked me why i didn't pick my mom, i told her i picked her because she had more experience. We started the interview. I asked her how the people she hung around with affected her school work. She paused as if she didn't know what to say. She noted that she was older than most of the kids so it didn't affect her.

I started the interview with straightforward questions. I asked her about her health and I asked her about her pain. She is currently taking a medication that is controlling her diabetes. Since she has been diagnosed with diabetes for more than ten years, I wanted to know more. I asked if she remembers why or how did she develop type 2 diabetes. During that time, Maria was under a lot of pressure. Her mother and her sister had recently died and her husband was making less than $70 per week. She was constantly worried that her life was falling apart. When I asked her about pain, my grandma told me she has chest pain. Due to her pain, she recently found out that she is diagnosed with

I had never met a 99-year-old as sharp and sassy as she is and what made it all the more interesting is that most of the topics we discussed she was introduced to or witnessed or experienced them in my home town almost 75 years before I was even thought of. It was a very nice experience for me to imagine what life was like from her point of view. She was born during WWI she had been through the great depression, she drove onto a ferry boat to get to Jeffersonville Indiana and Louisville Kentucky whereas all I had to do is hop on the high way or cross a bridge to enter those areas when I lived there. I even drove passed her old home which is now a parking lot but it was still fascinating to have been so close to where someone I’d never met but has seen many different eras once walked with her family. I learned how to apply the methods and approaches of history to someone’s everyday life as far as what is remembered and what is actually recorded in history such as the silent film industry and radio broadcasting. These are all recorded landmarks of history but what isn’t recorded is the memories of people actually living in it, the emotion one may have felt experiencing such ideas and creations that were new to them. I also learned that the world has always been on a constantly evolving track and it’s amazing to not only read about it but to hear someone tell you about how they remember it to

Her coming of age was graduating from high school with a 4 month old daughter and realizing that “ I had to get my life in order and have a good job for my child.” At first she was nervous and scared of not being able to do this in the amount of time she gave herself, because she “ did not want to be on welfare the rest of my life.” She “ didn’t really have much of a social life” and just spent her time studying or with family. After obtaining her degree in O.A.T she applied for a job with the State of Hawaii Judiciary. Those two and a half years of college were equivalent to 2 years of work which were required. This experience made her “ a hard working, responsible person.”

L was married for 20 years. She has 2 daughters; one is going to school and the other lives in Texas. Her mother has been living with her for 3 ½ years. She enjoys movies, having coffee with her friends once a week, and her two grandchildren. She is active in her church, and used to do prison ministry. She works in Gerontology at the Health Sciences Center and has been a Tech employee for 25 years.

My Grandmother goes by the name of babunya, and baba for short, this means grandma in Ukrainian. She lived in Ukraine for most of her life, and she is almost 90 years old now. She’s been through a lot in her years, thus her appearance has changed. For every wrinkle she has there’s a story to match. She has had every color hair: blonde, red, brown, and black. Now her hair is a short gray color. She keeps it short because it stays out of the way, even though she hates it short. She has always had long her until now. She has also progressively become shorter over the years due to a very bad back; she now stands just under five feet. Since she spends most of her days in the garden her usual outfit

    Mrs. L was born in 1951. She grew up in a single family home with 3 bedrooms and 1 bathroom. Her bedroom had pink walls with white furniture with pink trim. In comparison to other families her family was average. They made about the same amount of money that the people who lived around them did. Her father, Mr. C, worked  in billboard postings and her mother, Mrs. B, sold Stanley products. Mrs. L attended public school and kept about and A to C average. Her favorite subject was English and her worst subject was Science. Mr. S was her favorite teacher because he would always tell the class what was on the test so they knew exactly what to study for. Mrs. L had a couple of good friends that she spent her time with also. They are Mrs. C, Mrs. D, and Mrs. E. Some events Mrs. L remembers from her childhood was getting her tonsils taken out at age five and kennedy being killed at age twelve. (word count: 170)