Madea is a cross between my mother and my aunt. She's the type of grandmother that was on every corner when I was growing up.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
'Madea' is a Southern term. It's short for 'mother dear.' So there are a lot of Madeas out there.
That's because I didn't have to work with Madea. I only had to work with Madea once, and that was at the barbecue and I didn't have to get close to her.
My mother wasn't strong like my aunt. She was just very passive.
My mother was a domestic goddess and Mother Earth figure. She was sweet and placid - just what the perfect wife was supposed to be and I was determined not to be.
My mom, well, she's half Greek, half German-Italian; born in England. She's just a nomad. She loves Middle Eastern style, Indian style, so much so that she ended up having Indian babies.
My mother is who she is. I've become who I am. At some point I realized those two just didn't go together.
MoMA is one of the world's most admired cultural institutions.
Mother, she likes the blue material just fine.
For the record, my mother is an astonishing and loving grandmother.
My Aunt Marsha ruled the family with a rod of iron. She was one wicked, mean woman.