Wywiady Klubowe: Rozmowa z Anetą Grendą

Ostatni w tym roku Wywiad Klubu Polki na Obczyźnie zawiódł nas do Azji. W Wietnamie mieszka Aneta Grenda.


Aneto, witaj! Jak zwykle na początku rozmowy pytamy o Twoje szczególne miejsce w Polsce...

Pochodzę z Wielkopolski. Urodziłam się w Poznaniu, gdyż moja mama poczęła mnie, gdy pojechała w odwiedziny do swoich rodziców. Przyszłam na świat w Niedzielę Wielkanocną ku radości całej zgromadzonej rodziny. Aż do emigracji mieszkałam w Koninie lub jego okolicach.

Ha! Jeszcze jedna Poznanianka (z urodzenia)!

Jak dawno temu wyjechałaś z Polski?

Z Polski wyjechałam ponad osiem lat temu. Najpierw mieszkałam 6 lat w Katarze, a następnie aż do dzisiaj w Wietnamie.

Kraj/ kraje / przyczyna Twojej emigracji to...

Na emigrację wyjechaliśmy razem z mężem i synkiem, bo chcieliśmy po prostu „normalnie”, żyć. W kraju w tamtym momencie nie było to dla nas możliwe. Nasz synek chorował, mąż stracił pracę, a my marzyliśmy o tym, aby Adaś miał lepszy dostęp do medycyny i mógł rozwijać swoje pasje oraz spełniać marzenia. Wyemigrowaliśmy do Kataru, gdzie przeżyliśmy wiele najpiękniejszych chwil z naszym synkiem, jak i doświadczyliśmy bolesnej straty po odejściu Adasia do świata aniołów. Przenieśliśmy się do Wietnamu, który jest obecnie naszym domem. Jestem tutaj szczęśliwa. Każdy z nas robi to, co lubi. Mój mąż wykonuje swoją ukochaną pracę, a ja realizuję swoje pasje, na które mam teraz dużo czasu.

 

Twoje wykształcenie...

Z pierwszego zawodu jestem pielęgniarką. Następnie ukończyłam Zarządzanie i Marketing, zostając magistrem. Później były jeszcze studium i studia podyplomowe: masaż leczniczy i pedagogika. W tzw. międzyczasie skończyłam też wiele kursów uzupełniających.

Czym zajmujesz się na co dzień?

Dużo piszę (czasami zastanawiam się, dlaczego wcześniej tego nie robiłam) i fotografuję. Ponadto podróżuję, spaceruję po różnych zakamarkach, czytam, gotuję i co najważniejsze dbam o nas, czyli o siebie i męża.

Jakie masz hobby / co lubisz robić w czasie wolnym?

Poza pisaniem uwielbiam podróże, pyszne jedzenie, gotowanie, książki, filmy, biżuteryjne fantazje i fotografowanie, a od niedawno wędkowanie "no kill". Mam też i inne pasje. Większość z nich dzielę z moim mężem, a niektóre są tylko moje własne.

 

Z czego jesteś dumna?

Dumna jestem z tego, że nauczyłam się żyć chwilą, a także z tego, kim jestem obecnie. Moje motto brzmi:
,,Nie wymażę niczego z mojego życia. Każda rzecz, nawet najmniejsza,
doprowadziła mnie do tego, kim jestem teraz.
Rzeczy piękne nauczyły mnie kochać życie. Rzeczy złe nauczyły mnie jak żyć.”
Bob Marley

Kiedy zaczęłaś pisać bloga / o czym piszesz na blogu?

Bloga zaczęłam pisać ponad dwa lata temu, mieszkając już tutaj w Wietnamie, a dokładniej mówiąc w Hanoi. Tematy zawarte na mojej stronie dotyczą podróży i życia codziennego, bo życie to podróż, a podróże to życie z kimś…dokądś…w głąb siebie…

Czym jest dla Ciebie Klub Polki?

Klub Polek jest niezwykłym fenomenem, miejscem spotkań i wielu rozważań. Już od 5 lat łączy kobiety Polki z całego świata. Mamy wśród nas także jednego „Rodzynka". Zazwyczaj spotkania mają formę wirtualną, ale nie tylko. Odbywają się one także w realu, co według mnie jest niezwykłym przeżyciem. Potrafimy przebyć tysiące kilometrów, aby się zobaczyć, a wiele relacji staje się głębszymi i nawiązujemy przyjaźnie, które są niezwykłe.

Co jeszcze chciałabyś nam powiedzieć o sobie?

Kiedyś byłam niepoprawną optymistką. Teraz staram się żyć optymistycznie. Najcudowniejsze i magiczne chwile przeżyłam z synkiem i mężem. Najpiękniejsze dla mnie miejsca z niesamowitą aurą to Nepal i Himalaje, Laos oraz góry północnego Wietnamu. Żyję chwilą, tym co tu i teraz, starając się cieszyć każdym dniem.


ANETA GRENDA

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Ideller Gant Bailey

Ideller Gant was the first child and the oldest daughter of Benjamin Thomas Gant Jr. and Mary Ellen Riggs'. Little Ideller was called Della by her family, she was born in Sumner County, Tennessee on March 26, 1875.

According to Census records, in the year 1880, Della lived with her parents and a five year younger sister Elva at District 13 in Sumner, Tennesse. 

The family must have moved to Texas in 1880 as the third daughter of  Benjamin and Mary's (Effie) was born in Collin County, TX in September 1880.

Della got married in 1894 when she was 19 (estimated year - based on Census records). Her spouse Lafayette Bailey was 25 then. He was born on February 1869 in Tennessee. The marriage ceremony took place in Collin County (probably in Plano where most of the family lived then), TX.

Little is known about Mr. Lafayette and hardly anything about his parents. The only information which I have found, regarding his mother, is that her maiden name was probably Christian (as stated on the death certificate completed after Mr. Bailey's departure). Both his parents were born in Tennessee (Census 1900**).

Three years after the marriage, on October 25, 1897, Della gave birth to a daughter who was named Marie. 

In 1900 another Census** took place. The records inform that the Bailey couple lived then with their child Marie, a servant and five male boarders at Justice Precinct 5 (west part) in Plano town, Collin, Texas. One of the boarders was Albert Abner Angle born in 1864 in TN. He was Della's mother's cousin.

Lafayette Bailey		age 31
Della Bailey	wife,	age 25
Marie Bailey	daughter,	age 3,	born in Texas

The Census says, that at that time Mr. Lafayette Bailey was a liveryman. By the way, I had no idea what the profession was and I learned something again - a liveryman was the keeper of horsed carriages rental service. All in all, I assume, Della's family probably was quite well off then.

According to my findings, Marie, Della and Lafayette's daughter, married Bert L. Fowler, born in Corinth, Texas, on May 13, 1893. Bert's parents were Charles Fowler and Alice E. Bowles. The spouse was a slender man with blue eyes and brown hair (the information included in the below document).

Bert's military registration card (WWI) also shows that the marriage must have taken place before or in 1917, as his draft registration was completed on September 17, 1917, and Bert had already been married. The couple lived at 155 Bolivar Street in Denton then, and he worked for Denton Record and Chronicle newspaper.

Record Source:
"United States World War I Draft Registration Cards, 1917-1918," database with images, FamilySearch (https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:KZX7-9JN : 13 March 2018), Bert L Fowler, 1917-1918; citing Denton County, Texas, United States, NARA microfilm publication M1509 (Washington D.C.: National Archives and Records Administration, n.d.); FHL microfilm 1,953,187.

 Marie and Bert had only one child (?) Bert L. Fowler Jr. born in 1919.

The Census from 1930*** informs that Della and her husband lived on their own in Denton, TX when the records were made. Lafayette worked as a farmer but the house they owned was not situated on a farm.

Lafayette Bailey -	head,	age 61
Idella Bailey	- wife,	age 54

In 1942 Bert Fowler Senior was registered again (WWII draft registration). He and his wife had moved to a house at 1309 Panhadle St. in Denton. I googled that address, it appeares there is still a house at the very same place. However, according to the online info, the current house was built in 1945 so something must have happened to the place where Marie and Bert lived in 1942. Anyway, Bert Sr. worked for Century Education Life Ins. Co. (?) then.

Two years later, when Della was 69, her husband Lafayette passed away. It happened on July 21, 1944 at 4:30 PM, in their home at 321 West Oak Street in Denton, TX. The cause of death stated on the death certificate was coronary occlusion (blockage of the blood flow in the coronary artery which probably caused a heart attack). The condition was related to "Arterial Tensions and Paralysis". Probably Lafayette had had a stroke (he had been treated by a doctor since July 19) and suffered from hypertension. He was buried at I00F Cemetery in Denton which is now marked as a historic graveyard of Texas.

A few years after that, Della followed her husband. She died of a heart attack at her home at 321 W. Oak St. at 8:45 AM, on April 18, 1948. It seems she had suffered from Arteriosclerosis and untreated thyroid which led to the lethal heart condition. Mrs. Ideller Bailey's eternal resting place is also at the IOOF Cemetery in Denton. Quite ironically, the funeral home which serviced both Della and her husband on their last journey, was situated next to their house, at 320 W. Oak St. in Denton.
It appears that Della and Lafayette's house was also close to the 150 year old St. Andrew's Presbyterian Church, not far from the nowadays Historical Park of Denton. These days at 321 W. Oak St. there is a bank. Marie, their daughter, lived with her family not far from her parents' place (within 19-minute walking distance).

Marie Bailey Fowler, Ideller's daughter, died of sudden death at All Saints Hospital in Fort Worth. She passed away on January 12, 1949 due to ventricular fibrillation related to possible "pulmonary embolus" (a lungs artery blockage). There is a question mark on the death certificate next to "pulmonary embolus", that was why I used the word 'possible'. Marie had been at the hospital for a week before the critical embolus occurred. She was buried at the same Cemetary where her parents' bodies had found their final resting place. Della lived for 73 years, her husband Lafayette was 75 when he died, their daughter only 51.

All the records mentioned in the post were found at familysearch.org. I downloaded the copies of documents and studied them but chose not to enclose them here (besides the one from 1917).
 

* "United States Census, 1880," database with images, FamilySearch (https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:MDWX-5ZM : 15 July 2017), Elva Oar Gant in household of Benjamin T Gant, District 13, Sumner, Tennessee, United States; citing enumeration district ED 219, sheet 206D, NARA microfilm publication T9 (Washington D.C.: National Archives and Records Administration, n.d.), roll 1282; FHL microfilm 1,255,282.
** "United States Census, 1900," database with images, FamilySearch (https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:M3L3-JX9 : accessed 15 December 2017), Della Bailey in household of Lafayette Bailey, Justice Precinct 5 (west part) Plano town, Collin, Texas, United States; citing enumeration district (ED) 16, sheet 8A, family 159, NARA microfilm publication T623 (Washington, D.C.: National Archives and Records Administration, 1972.); FHL microfilm 1,241,621.
***"United States Census, 1930," database with images, FamilySearch (https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:H5CB-C3Z : accessed 18 December 2017), Lafayett Bailey, Denton, Denton, Texas, United States; citing enumeration district (ED) ED 3, sheet 20B, line 96, family 521, NARA microfilm publication T626 (Washington D.C.: National Archives and Records Administration, 2002), roll 2323; FHL microfilm 2,342,057;
information from FamilySearch.org

Mom's WW2 Stories: Air Rides, Bicycle and Dugouts

When the war started, grandma sewed little backpacks for her daughters and put some sets of clothing to change, food rations and water into the bags. Whenever an air raid started, they all took their backpacks and ran to the nearby bunker which was also a bomb shelter. On weekdays, when grandma was at work, in case of an air raid, the girls had to go the shelter without their mother.

One day mom was at home on her own as her two years older sister had gone out to play. Suddenly, the air ride sirens took off, it was time to rush to the bomb shelter again. But mom, a few year old girl then, was on her own. She did not know what to do. Her sister was not in, and they were supposed to go and hide together! Mom was scared. Not only because she was afraid of the shelling, but also because something terrible could happen to her sister Zenia. Mom took their backpacks and ran out of the house. Bombs were falling down from the sky. Mom cried, she was horrified. Where is Zenia? Instead of going to the shelter, she was trying to find her sister. Despite the bombs exploding everywhere, she ran around the house, calling her sister's name: “Zenia! Zenia!”.

Finally, mom did find her, on the hill behind the building. Zenia was sitting in the dugout which the girls and their friend had made together. Mom was relieved and happy that Zenia was fine. Nevertheless, she was still terrified because of the bombing. She moved the board pieces which were covering the dugout and jumped into it. The two girls sat there together till the end of the air ride.

Mom, a little girl then, could not ride a bike. One day, Zenia and their friend (who was their neighbors' daughter), decided to teach mom how to ride. They did not have their own bicycles but it was not a problem! They took the one which was placed at the house wall by its owner - Mr. D. the landlord.

At first, everything went fine. Mom's sister and the other girl were holding the bike at the back to keep it straight and mom enjoyed her very first bike ride going down a little hill. However, at some point, 'the instructors' assumed mom had already learned how to ride and stopped supporting the vehicle. When mom realized she was riding on her own, she lost her balance and rode straight into the wall of one of the wooden storage places which were not far from the house. The girl fell off the bike. She was alright, but the front bicycle wheel was not. The impact turned it into something which more reminded an 'eight' instead of a circle.

The three girls got nervous - it did not look good. What if the landlord will catch them dealing with the destroyed thing which no longer reminded the machine it used to be? So they took the bike back where it was before they started the riding lesson and hid in the dugout made by mom and her sister's girlfriend's parents. Not long after that, Mr. D. came.

He found the girls in their hideout and ask them: "Do you know who destroyed my bicycle?"

"No, we don't!", the three ones shouted altogether in reply.

The landlord turned back and went toward the house mumbling something about the hooligans who ruined his machine. Probably he very well knew or at least suspected who those mischief makers could be. Anyhow, he said nothing to the girls' parents and they did not tell about what had happened to anybody either. Well, at least for some time.

Mom, Zenia and their parents - Hel, 1938

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