My great-great-granduncle was Eliezer ben Yehuda. Revived Hebrew as a modern, spoken language. Wrote the modern Hebrew dictionary. Started the first Hebrew newspaper.
— (((MischaMischief))) (@MischaMischief) January 21, 2020
My Irish grandmother jumped out of her bedroom window, grabbed the bag thrown after her by her sister, and eloped with my Italian grandfather in the 1920s…because neither set of parents approved of their ethnically “mixed” relationship.
— Enough Already (@GrifferBoston) January 22, 2020
My great grandmother snuck across an illegal border in the middle of the night to escape russia toting two kids under ten and a samovar on her back. She did this alone (great grandpa was already in 🇺🇸). Got caught. Paid off guard. Made it to a new life. She is my hero
— S.L. Polishook🌊 (@Stpolishook) January 22, 2020
My grandma was orphaned in Idaho as a 12 year girl before there was such a thing as social services. She survived on the land her deceased parents had owned, continued to go to school & eventually made it out of extreme poverty to see her kids get master’s degrees & PhDs. #Shero
— SeattleLadyLovesThePNW❄️ (@letahamilton383) January 22, 2020
On my mom’s side of the family, we have the oldest black owned business in the state of Mississippi still to this day and family run. My grandfather was in the Battle of the Bulge and Obama sent him a message on his 90th birthday.
— Black Women Lead…Period. (@BlackWomenLead_) January 23, 2020