I'm 15 years old, sitting on my bed. My dad walks into my room. He sits down beside me and something feels different. He's quiet. Too quiet. He looks at me and I see tears in his eyes. Tears I don't ever remember seeing before. I'm not going to tell you what to do, he says softly. But family matters, Svena. Family is the most important thing. I had asked him earlier that day if I could skip our family dinner to have dinner with my boyfriend instead. I was freshly in love. There would be more family dinners, ...

[Music] [Music] In 2015, thousands of Canadians gathered in Ottawa in front of Parliament Hill to commemorate the 100th anniversary of the 1915 Armenian genocide. They use the slogan I remember and demand not only to express the Armenian community's desire to remember the victims of the genocide, but also to demand that the world recognize the events as a genocide. Oh, that's me, by the way.I was 8 years old. I was there and ever since I've tried to go about every year, but I've noticed that every time less ...