In my last entry about this topic, I started the genealogy web page to track down the roots of my family. I didn’t know that it could be that hard. Of course I remembered my parents and my grandparents, but when I asked my folks who their grandparents were, or even what their parent’s middle names were, they didn’t know!
Would I end up like that when I was a parent? Forgetting my parent’s middle names? Forgetting my grandparent’s names? Is that how easy it was to forget your family history? Thats why I feel there is the need for myself to take action on this and document my family history. Its not an easy task as I soon found out.
First of all, not everything is on the web! This surprised me, as I thought everything that was ever printed was online. With hindsight it seems ridiculous to think about it, but some things like Philippine census documents in the 1900s for a small rural town would never have been converted to digital format.
I would’ve thought my maternal grandfather, having been a minor politician when he was alive, would have been well documented, with the very least having his birthdate and parents’ names online. Not so. The only real source to get this information would be to get to the census archives in maybe the Philippine National Library. Probably in microfilm form! Sound exciting, but I’m not flying out to Manila any time soon.
My paternal grandparents would prove even harder to trace. Orphaned early in life, my father has very few memories of them, and even if I could get their full names, the search would most likely end on the boat they boarded from China! The thought is slightly hilarious, but yes - at some point in the distant past, one of my paternal ancestors probably left his family in mainland China, got on a chinese junk, sailed to the Philippines, and married one of the locals!
This really is exciting detective stuff, if you could do the research. Until then, my only recourse is to keep on searching online for someone who may have done the research on the family tree. And to dig into the memories of my still living relatives. There is adventure in every family tree, if you search deep enough into the past.
But in the meantime, I will probably take on the role as the chronicler of the clan; because if I don’t, then the family story will fade into history. And when my future son asks me where we came from, what will I say?