My Uncle Ruben's House

Most of my uncle Rubin's house could not find Galveston (Texas) on the map, and people who could think of the dirty beach and Dr. Pepper's domestic headquarters. You can ask thousands of people, but I can hardly find something special about G town, but I can do that. In Galveston, my 156 aunt, uncle, cousin live. There are rumors around G - town that everyone is related to Moreno in the context of Mexico. I spend three weeks in Christmas and Spring vacation at the house of Ankur Rubin in Galveston every summer.

My uncle, Leuven, was working on two full-time jobs for 26 years. During the day, as a harbor worker, he dropped a heavy box off the banana boat. In the evening he did the repair work of a local gas company. He supported twelve children, eight of whom were the remaining nephews and prostitutes, including my mother. My uncle once said that if you are his daughter, whether it is his cousin or his niece, if you are a family, that is not a problem. My uncle 's house is located on the edge of the working class of Mexico, six blocks from the beach. In Galveston, the economic disparity from neighborhood to neighborhood is extreme. Beside the island there is a huge Victorian mansion separated by a green lawn and a completely paved driveway. My uncle 's house is not one of those houses; its logo is a chain fence and a dry flower bed. When you look at the house from outside, it is hard to understand what kind of family you have.

I spend three weeks in Christmas and Spring vacation at the house of Ankur Rubin in Galveston every summer. I am listening to stories about his first encounter with him and his family. When I first left New York, I was only 18 months. As soon as I entered the door of my uncle 's two - story house, I was covered with green paint. The most important person in her life, her uncle Ruben. My head is so big that he is said to have made me a nickname.