My Swedish grandmother was the daughter of a dairy farmer who lived near Hedemora. My Swedish grandfather worked as a clerk for the Swedish railways in the Stockholm station.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Sweden is the home of my ancestors, and I have reserved a special place in my heart for Sweden.
I met my wife in New York, so, we lived together there for five years, so my Swedish was kind of a gradual learning process.
I come from the working-class area of Stockholm, and I grew up with Serbian and Chilean people.
My father is from Bosnia, and my mother is from Croatia, but I was born in Sweden.
My mother was a Swede who grew up in Denmark. When I go there, I visit the street where she grew up and look at her house, which is still there, and the snowberry bush, from which she ate some berries and had to have her stomach pumped.
I was born in Sweden, and in Sweden we are known for the piracy services.
My father was a Norwegian tenor and my mother a New York Irish librarian.
Whenever I travel anywhere, I'm constantly asked if I'm Swedish. It's the burden of most Norwegians. The Swedes have just got a better publicity agent, I think.
My mother was a product of World War II. My grandfather was on leave in Edinburgh when he met my grandmother.
My father is Swedish and my mother is French.