‘We were so happy we were going to live, we showered the officer with kisses. We showered his horse with kisses.’
By J.D. Lasica
‘Emmy” has never before told her story to an odar, the Armenian word for foreigner. There is a reason for this: She does not speak English.
Emmy — an English transliteration of the Arabic word for “mother” — is what everyone calls Haygouhi Shahinian.
At an even 5 feet tall, she is a slight, wiry woman of 86, with white hair and a high-pitched voice. Her son, George, translates, but she forges ahead with her story before he can get the words out.
“I remember when the troubles started,” she begins. “I was in the first grade, in Tarsus. One day my grandmother came and pulled me out of school. She was crying. We rushed home, and my father and uncle were standing with a gun at the window, looking at all the commotion in the streets. [Read more…] about Emmy Shahinian