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EDITORIALS, Page 2 Hye Sharzhoom X December 1990 An ode to Armenian Grandmothers By Jeff Ahronian Editor Imagine this particular scenario... You've just had one of the worst days of your entire life. You ran out of gas while going to school, you slammed your hand in the car door, you flunked four tests, you got a speeding ticket coming home, and you didn't even get to eat breakfast, lunch, or dinner. Calgon, take me away... No, taking a bubble bath is not the solution to all of these problems. Instead, maybe a visit to Grandpa and Grandma's house would do the trick. "Over the hills and through the woods to grandmother's house we go." Although, in most cases it's over the freeways and through the vineyards. The image the typical Armenian grandmother creates leaves a lasting impression on one's perceptionary senses. The sweet smell of her alluring perfume, the rattling of her jewelry, the newly permed coiffure... ahhhh, take me back to the days of yore- the days when grandmothers ruled the Earth. There they stand, gingerly juxtaposed against their mighty stoves, stirring whatever they have in that gigantic pan of theirs, constantly refening to us as "Anoesh" or "Buzdiga." They are peaceful little women (most of the time that is) with their hearts set on keeping us happy. However, throughout the years, the basic concept of their existence has never changed-it has always remained a constant, Armenian grandmothers love to cook. They have hundreds of cookbooks lying around their houses but have you ever actually seen them using one. Every recipe is embedded in memory - a pinch of this, a dash of that - each grandmother's being unique in it's own way. Why what would the Armenian grandmother be like without her' many, diverse specialties: the many different Armenian dishes- including yalanchie, pilaf, dolma (need I go on?); and especially, the wide assortment and variety of pies ranging from the all- time classic fresh boysenberry to the tantalizing chocolate/ bannana /creme. Ahhhh... But there's also-the other side to Armenian grandmothers that we love to envision. The side that always reminds us to wear our coat. The side that breaks into a frantic worry state when we're not home one minute after the time we said we'd be. The side that hangs pictures of us throughout the entire house (including the bathroom). And the side that force feeds us their food creations especially the infamous eggplant concoction to which most persons under the age of 21 have yet to succumb to. Thus, in this day and age where machines and computers have transformed the world as we know it, one thought remains to be uncertain... will the robot eventually take the place of the Armenian grandmother? NEVER!! The moral of this story is plain and simple: cherish what you have while you have it and eat as much home-baked pie as you can. Letters to the Editor Dear Editor, In your October 1990 issue of the Hye Sharzhoom you make a comparison of the town of Watertown with your city of Fresno. I have a story that I often repeat about these two places and I tell it as a friend of the Watertown Armenians. Next to Watertown, the largest concentration of Armenians are in Fresno. In the Mid-West there are very few Armenians. So, in a little Kansas town there is an Armenian who has a small shop in which he has worked for some 15 years. With another Armenian some 50 miles away north and one more some 45 miles south, he has littie association with Armenians. He feels very lonesome for some Armenian conversation and some Armenian food. His friend Jack has an Armenian restaurant in Fresno. So, after his 15 years of isolation, he decides to go to Fresno to his friend Jack's restaurant and get the yearning out of his system. He arrives in Fresno and finds his friend Jack's restaurant and enters to be served. While sitting at the table, a waiter comes to serve him. He looks up and notices that the waiter is Chinese. He doesn't know what to say as the waiter, speaking in clear Armenian, asks him what he wants and comes back with everything. He is pleased but flabbergasted. So when he is finished and goes to pay his bill, his friend Jack, who is at the cash register asks him how everything was. "Everything .was wonderful Jack, but (pointing to the Chinese waiter) how did you teach him so much Armenian?" "Not so loud," responds Jack, "he thinks he's speaking English!" Sincerely, Thomas T. Amirian Brookline, Massachusetts Hye Sharzhoom Editor: Layout: Jeff Ahronian Jeff Ahronian Cynthia D. Baxter Staff Writers: Armen Aghishian Photo Editor: Scotty Abajian Asmar Jon Philip Maroot Cynthia D. Baxter Janice Caprelian Photographers: Sonia Devejian Philippe Markarian JonelleGaro Vina Kochounian Advertising Manager: Satenig Ohannessian Vina Kochounian M.Leon Peters Circulation Manager: Armenian Page Editor: Matthew Jendian Serop Torossiah Advisor: Armenian Page Writers: ■■■■■■ Barlow Der Mugrdechian Matthew Jendian Armen Aghishian Hye Sharzhoom is a supplement of the Daily Collegian wid the newspaper of the CSUF Armenian Students Organization and the Armenian Studies Program and is funded by the Associated Students. Articles may be reprinted provided that Hye Sharzhoom is acknowledged. Hye Sharzhoom welcomes prose, poetry, articles, manuscripts, and other material fron its readers. For further information concerning the newspaper or the Armenian Studie Program, call the ASP office (209)278-2669. dec -^GALEQRMA= m HYE SHARZ to the ignorant. Besides, what's wrong with being half Armenian. Does it make me less proud? No! I have been approached by fellow Armenians, and also waved at and honked at by the ignorant. As to getting a plate with HYE in it, remember, all new plates for several years will have HYE in them. Even the standard plate will have it. So you see, HYE won't die out. Eat your heart out Turks. HYES will hve forever... at least on California's highways. Sincerely, Franklin R. Penirian Sacramento, California Dear Editor, Enclosed is a small donation to your Hye Sharzhoom which we enjoy reading. It is gratifying to read about the interst that the younger generation has in visiting Armenia. Sincerely, Roxie Maljanian Newington, Conneticutt Dear Editor, This is in reference to your article regarding the HYE license plates. I am one of thse who is proud to tell everyone I'm a HYE! The year following die purchase of my last car, I opted for a personalized license plate. After weeks of checking, I decided on 1HYEGUY. Already taken was HYE EM, HYE WOP (Armenian/Italian I guess), URARTU, and ARMENIA. I thought of I AM HYE of JM HYE but figured the DMV would disallow it because of the double meaning. I even thought of ODAR HYE but I don't like the word'"odar." If too has a double meaning, especially Inside This Issue Page Three: Simon theMouse ASO Activities Page Four: Hye Profile Page Five: In focus with the A.S.P. lecture series. Page Six: The real reasons why Armenians celebrate Christmas on Jan. 6th. Patriarch Torkom Manoogian at last year's banquet 4
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Title | 1990_12 Hye Sharzhoom Newspaper December 1990 |
Alternative Title | Armenian Action, Vol. 12 No. 2, December 1990; Ethnic Supplement to the Collegian. |
Publisher | Armenian Studies Program, California State University, Fresno. |
Publication Date | 1990 |
Description | Published two to four times a year. The newspaper of the California State University, Fresno Armenian Students Organization and Armenian Studies Program. |
Subject | California State University, Fresno – Periodicals. |
Contributors | Armenian Studies Program; Armenian Students Organization, California State University, Fresno. |
Coverage | 1979-2014 |
Format | Newspaper print |
Language | eng |
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Title | December 1990 Page 2 |
Full-Text-Search | EDITORIALS, Page 2 Hye Sharzhoom X December 1990 An ode to Armenian Grandmothers By Jeff Ahronian Editor Imagine this particular scenario... You've just had one of the worst days of your entire life. You ran out of gas while going to school, you slammed your hand in the car door, you flunked four tests, you got a speeding ticket coming home, and you didn't even get to eat breakfast, lunch, or dinner. Calgon, take me away... No, taking a bubble bath is not the solution to all of these problems. Instead, maybe a visit to Grandpa and Grandma's house would do the trick. "Over the hills and through the woods to grandmother's house we go." Although, in most cases it's over the freeways and through the vineyards. The image the typical Armenian grandmother creates leaves a lasting impression on one's perceptionary senses. The sweet smell of her alluring perfume, the rattling of her jewelry, the newly permed coiffure... ahhhh, take me back to the days of yore- the days when grandmothers ruled the Earth. There they stand, gingerly juxtaposed against their mighty stoves, stirring whatever they have in that gigantic pan of theirs, constantly refening to us as "Anoesh" or "Buzdiga." They are peaceful little women (most of the time that is) with their hearts set on keeping us happy. However, throughout the years, the basic concept of their existence has never changed-it has always remained a constant, Armenian grandmothers love to cook. They have hundreds of cookbooks lying around their houses but have you ever actually seen them using one. Every recipe is embedded in memory - a pinch of this, a dash of that - each grandmother's being unique in it's own way. Why what would the Armenian grandmother be like without her' many, diverse specialties: the many different Armenian dishes- including yalanchie, pilaf, dolma (need I go on?); and especially, the wide assortment and variety of pies ranging from the all- time classic fresh boysenberry to the tantalizing chocolate/ bannana /creme. Ahhhh... But there's also-the other side to Armenian grandmothers that we love to envision. The side that always reminds us to wear our coat. The side that breaks into a frantic worry state when we're not home one minute after the time we said we'd be. The side that hangs pictures of us throughout the entire house (including the bathroom). And the side that force feeds us their food creations especially the infamous eggplant concoction to which most persons under the age of 21 have yet to succumb to. Thus, in this day and age where machines and computers have transformed the world as we know it, one thought remains to be uncertain... will the robot eventually take the place of the Armenian grandmother? NEVER!! The moral of this story is plain and simple: cherish what you have while you have it and eat as much home-baked pie as you can. Letters to the Editor Dear Editor, In your October 1990 issue of the Hye Sharzhoom you make a comparison of the town of Watertown with your city of Fresno. I have a story that I often repeat about these two places and I tell it as a friend of the Watertown Armenians. Next to Watertown, the largest concentration of Armenians are in Fresno. In the Mid-West there are very few Armenians. So, in a little Kansas town there is an Armenian who has a small shop in which he has worked for some 15 years. With another Armenian some 50 miles away north and one more some 45 miles south, he has littie association with Armenians. He feels very lonesome for some Armenian conversation and some Armenian food. His friend Jack has an Armenian restaurant in Fresno. So, after his 15 years of isolation, he decides to go to Fresno to his friend Jack's restaurant and get the yearning out of his system. He arrives in Fresno and finds his friend Jack's restaurant and enters to be served. While sitting at the table, a waiter comes to serve him. He looks up and notices that the waiter is Chinese. He doesn't know what to say as the waiter, speaking in clear Armenian, asks him what he wants and comes back with everything. He is pleased but flabbergasted. So when he is finished and goes to pay his bill, his friend Jack, who is at the cash register asks him how everything was. "Everything .was wonderful Jack, but (pointing to the Chinese waiter) how did you teach him so much Armenian?" "Not so loud," responds Jack, "he thinks he's speaking English!" Sincerely, Thomas T. Amirian Brookline, Massachusetts Hye Sharzhoom Editor: Layout: Jeff Ahronian Jeff Ahronian Cynthia D. Baxter Staff Writers: Armen Aghishian Photo Editor: Scotty Abajian Asmar Jon Philip Maroot Cynthia D. Baxter Janice Caprelian Photographers: Sonia Devejian Philippe Markarian JonelleGaro Vina Kochounian Advertising Manager: Satenig Ohannessian Vina Kochounian M.Leon Peters Circulation Manager: Armenian Page Editor: Matthew Jendian Serop Torossiah Advisor: Armenian Page Writers: ■■■■■■ Barlow Der Mugrdechian Matthew Jendian Armen Aghishian Hye Sharzhoom is a supplement of the Daily Collegian wid the newspaper of the CSUF Armenian Students Organization and the Armenian Studies Program and is funded by the Associated Students. Articles may be reprinted provided that Hye Sharzhoom is acknowledged. Hye Sharzhoom welcomes prose, poetry, articles, manuscripts, and other material fron its readers. For further information concerning the newspaper or the Armenian Studie Program, call the ASP office (209)278-2669. dec -^GALEQRMA= m HYE SHARZ to the ignorant. Besides, what's wrong with being half Armenian. Does it make me less proud? No! I have been approached by fellow Armenians, and also waved at and honked at by the ignorant. As to getting a plate with HYE in it, remember, all new plates for several years will have HYE in them. Even the standard plate will have it. So you see, HYE won't die out. Eat your heart out Turks. HYES will hve forever... at least on California's highways. Sincerely, Franklin R. Penirian Sacramento, California Dear Editor, Enclosed is a small donation to your Hye Sharzhoom which we enjoy reading. It is gratifying to read about the interst that the younger generation has in visiting Armenia. Sincerely, Roxie Maljanian Newington, Conneticutt Dear Editor, This is in reference to your article regarding the HYE license plates. I am one of thse who is proud to tell everyone I'm a HYE! The year following die purchase of my last car, I opted for a personalized license plate. After weeks of checking, I decided on 1HYEGUY. Already taken was HYE EM, HYE WOP (Armenian/Italian I guess), URARTU, and ARMENIA. I thought of I AM HYE of JM HYE but figured the DMV would disallow it because of the double meaning. I even thought of ODAR HYE but I don't like the word'"odar." If too has a double meaning, especially Inside This Issue Page Three: Simon theMouse ASO Activities Page Four: Hye Profile Page Five: In focus with the A.S.P. lecture series. Page Six: The real reasons why Armenians celebrate Christmas on Jan. 6th. Patriarch Torkom Manoogian at last year's banquet 4 |