Interview with my Great Grandmother

Who are you?
– I am me. I don’t know. Åse-Marie.

My great grandmother was born in 1930, in a city up north called Mehamn.

My great grandmother is old enough to have experienced the war. She was quite young, but she can remember there being a lot of German soldiers and a lot of war ships. I asked her if the children in her town were afraid of the soldiers they were surrounded with, but her answer was that they were rather curious than scared. The Germans lived at the local hospital and often gave the children candy.

My Great Grandmother in front of the barn they had some 20 years ago.

The first years of the war, the Germans really didn’t do any harm to the place my great grandmother lived, but after some years passed she can remember that the soldiers started to burn houses in her village. My great grandmothers father took all the important things of value they had, went to the forest and buried it there. It was things like coffee cups, plates, and bed sheets etc. The only things that were left after the Germans burnt down their village were churches.

The first house my great grandmother and great grandfather lived in. 

My great grandmother and her family had to evacuate the village they lived in and were sent to Tromsø and shipped on boats that were going to Harstad, another city in the north. In Harstad, my great grandmother and her family lived in a married couple’s house and my great grandmother had to start attending school in Harstad.

After the war, my great grandmother’s father took his daughter back to the town they used to live in so that they could build a small house. It really was a tiny house with only a living room and a kitchen in.

When my great grandmother was around 20, she met my great grandfather. He was helping with the reconstruction of the town and drove a trunk. They fell in love and decided to get married.
As my great grandfather was from another place in the north of Norway my great grandmother moved with him to where he originally came from. She didn’t really like the place she moved to, as this was in the countryside and you couldn’t see the ocean from where they lived. If you grow up by the ocean, you almost feel captured if you move to another place without the view of the sea.

After my great grandfather build a farm, my great grandmother started feeling better about living where they lived. She felt busier as there were a lot of duties to do when you had a farm.

I asked my great grandmother what her best experience in life was; Children and spending time with them.

My great grandmother loves foreigners as they used to have a lot of people in their house that were on exchange in Norway. They had an exchange student that was from Iowa and two english twins living in their house. The students also learned how to take care of the farm, including driving a tractor.

When my great grandfather built a new house, the old house was used for tourists that came from different countries in the world. They were allowed to stay there for some time while being in Norway.

I love this woman so much, and I feel so lucky to still have my great grandmother with me. She loves spending time in the kitchen, making delicious food for me and everyone else.

Love her to bits <3

About wictorianart

Freelance artist and photographer based in Oslo, Norway. Mainly doing character design, concept art, illustration and wedding photography.
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3 Responses to Interview with my Great Grandmother

  1. veerendra babu[Hyderabad,India] says:

    love it…love u and love ur greaT grany
    by the way.. im ur great grand pa;-)

  2. Turid says:

    Ja,du har verdens beste oldemor :-)

  3. Great to hear your in such good terms with your great grandmother. She looks so young and healthy i never would have thought she was born in the 1930ties. Thank you for sharing this story.

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