What is a ftira? So a few weeks ago I asked mum to show me how she makes her Gozitan ftira. My first one was a success – the fiance approved. My second go was last night for morning tea at work for Harmony Day. Initially when I was asked what traditional food I was going to bring, the word ‘ftira’…
I have been on hiatus for quite some time, all the while I have had Miss Malta in the back of my head with a million ideas for content and wanting to get back into it again. Unfortunately, life gets in the way of my spare time. My life in a nutshell in the last 18 months? We bought a…
Over the last couple of months I have come to know a bit more about buznannu Wigi. Earlier this year I found a passport application for his travel to Australia in 1915. I searched to find any record of him working here in Australia, but could not find anything. After confirming with my great aunt in Gozo that he did travel to…
I woke up to a notification on my phone this morning from a lady named Ali Gale. Let’s just say, as I scrolled through her post, I started to realise this was something I needed to read when I had opened my eyes a little more over a strong mug of coffee! Ali had come across a post I wrote two…
Blogtember Challenge 2016: Day 5: Most Memorable Birthday I couldn’t remember the last birthday I had where it was really memorable. Birthdays aren’t really big in my family, I can’t even remember the last time I had a birthday cake. However that all changed this year. This year’s birthday was the best birthday I have had so far and by far…
Blogtember Challenge 2016: Day 2: Current Goals Buy a house. What I would give to have something to call my own. Something that I come home to and it’s just… Mine. My own living area. A kitchen to call my own. I l o v e cooking. Somewhere I can have my own garden and plant herbs, strawberries and veggies. A…
Blogtember Challenge 2016: Day 1: Introduce Yourself 1. My name is Charmaine. I get called Char, Charms, Chaz, Chazza, Charlie, Charmi, Chami… My pet peeve is when someone nicknames me and doesn’t know me. 2. I have curly hair. I never used to love it. I do now. I’ve learned to love my crazy, curly hair. Only when it decides to cooperate with me…
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Many of us are interested in where our families come from as well as who our ancestors were. What and where are our ‘roots’? Some of you might even have researched your genealogy or family history. Yet have you ever seriously considered how many direct ancestors you really have? Obviously it’s a lot, but…
Since my visit to Malta last year after obtaining buznannu Pawl’s passport and his birth certificate, I found the Cassar direct family line up to Felice Cassar, who is my buznannu x3 (buznannu Pawl’s nannu). That’s 5 generations, 6 if you include me. All I had for Felice was his name, I didn’t have any dates or even a name for his…
Nostalgia; the feeling of desire to return in thought or to a former time in one’s life, to one’s home or homeland, or to one’s family and friends; a sentimental yearning for the happiness of a former place or time. The feeling of nostalgia I think best describes why I have such a strong passion for my heritage, my unconditional love for…
