In my family we hardly have any trinkets, treasures, or heirlooms from generations past. However, when I was a little girl my mom sang me a Finnish lullaby, which her mother sang to her, and her mother sang to her and so on... I had never seen the words to the song before or had any idea of the translation until someone from Finland helped me discover what the song was and translated it for me.
Piu pau paukkaa,
Jänis metsässä laukkaa,
Poron kello kaulassa,
(name) nuttu naulassa.
Pew Pow Bang!
A hare gallops in the forest
with a reindeer(’s) bell on her neck
(name) jacket (is) hung up on a nail.
Seeing the words and knowing the translation of my lullaby has somehow made the song more real to me and has made me think differently of it. To me, it's as real as any physical object, and it was brought by my ancestors from Finland and passed down generation to generation. I am suddenly aware of a special family heirloom and am contented knowing that I have something of the past which can be carried into the future.