When given the task to find my ancestry, I began to look at the stories of my grandparents also, so I included that in here. My skin color is white,  however I would not classify myself as the average 10^th generation American girl. My mom’s mom is from a small village right near Hungary. When my Grandmother was my age she and her family were captured by the Nazis in Poland.  Forced onto trains, the entire family was sent to Auschwitz.  Everyone except for my grandmother and her younger sister perished in the war.  After the holocaust my grandmother moved in 1948 to the United States.  In California, she sewed her life back together, married, and raised a family in the Jewish faith. Her story and bravery has inspired me incredibly. My mom’s dad lived in Germany. His family was still around during Kristallnacht, when they hid in a nearby forest and watching their house and temple get destroyed. After this, his immediate family fled to Kansas, America. They lived on their farm in Kansas for many years, and became a typical Wizard of Oz family. My dad’s mother’s parents moved to America a little before having her. She was born in New York, but when she was my age her and her family moved to Israel and opened the first Kosher hotel in Tel Aviv. She constantly would remind me of the night Israel became an independent state and everyone was dancing in the streets.  My dad’s father has a mother from Russia and a father from Germany. He was raised in Germany, but a neighbor warned the family that a war was soon approaching. Him and his parents escaped, but his sister, her new husband, and newborn baby stayed and perished in the world. All my grandparents ended up in America, and my parents ended up in California. I guess my final census would be an American Girl, but with European and middle eastern blood.