A guest post by my niece Isabella, who was very excited to write her first blog post for the Italian American Girl site, she wanted to discuss what it's like growing up Italian American as a 10-year-old. I loved it, hope you do too.
I'm Isabella and I'm 10 years old. With such a successful Aunt, I'm inspired and influenced by her. My life always includes some twists and turns between being a straight-A-student, listening and singing to music, and having to deal with my, lets just say "special" family.
Having an Italian American life is very unique and sometimes a little crazy! When I go to Italy every summer, I feel that rush of excitement everyone feels a certain point of their life. Seeing my cousins and friends (some are boys) makes me wish I could stay there forever! There's always that day, time to leave. I feel great because I miss home. I feel like I'm in despair, too. I don't want leave my Italian friends and family. When I step foot into my house here in New Jersey, it feels so good to be home.
My Nonno and Nonna are also a big influence to me. I feel like I'm in Italy when I'm at their house. Their stories about the history are magnificently detailed from their experience. It means so much to me to have such a great heritage. I wouldn't change it for the world.
THE END!
By Isabella (The little Italian American Girl)
** Update Isabella is now 17 years old and on her way to college** Time flies!
** Update Isabella is now 17 years old and on her way to college** Time flies!
