Before I elaborate on Rebbecca’s life, I’m going to explain the backgrounds of her parents.
Her father was named Lazarus Green, and was born in America. Rebbecca’s father was a musically proficient individual, and joined his school’s band in eighth grade. In tenth grade, he got a piano as a birthday gift, and gradually became better at piano over time. Over the course of college, he would practice the piano in his free time with an instructor, and became a concert pianist promptly after graduating college.
Rebbecca’s mother is named Cecillia Rossi. Cecillia was born in Italy; when she was three, her family immigrated to America. Cecillia’s parents constantly argued— which prompted Cecillia to research diplomatic skills. Over time, Cecillia grew better at constructing logical arguments, and was the captain of her debate time for three years in high school. When she grew up, she studied law and became a prosecutor.
The two met at a piano concert. Cecillia was still a law student; Lazarus was, y’know, an amateur concert pianist. They got along very well, and decided to keep in touch. After six months, Lazarus asked Cecillia on a date, with the latter gleefully accepting the offer.
After around three years of dating, the two married. After one year, they had Ricardo and after another two years, they had Rebbecca. Seems fine and dandy, right?
Cecillia took up smoking at some point, and would often smoke in the basement of the house. Lazarus was often present, making him subject to secondhand smoking. Cecillia smoked a lot, mind you, as she saw it as a way to vent out her frustrations if she was losing in a trial.
Rebbecca’s father taught her how to play the piano when she was eight, and would tutor her every Saturday and Sunday for around an hour.
When Ricardo was 12 and Rebbecca was 10, their father was diagnosed with terminal lung cancer. Cecillia was constantly in denial, adamant in her claims that her husband was healthy and would recover; she neglected to take him to kemotherapy or try to give him some kind of treatment because of this, and would always protest when a doctor recommended it. He died four months later.
The experience was traumatic for the family; Cecillia decided to quit smoking, but became incredibly overprotective of her children. She began monitoring what TV shows they could watch, what music they could listen to, even where they could go; if somewhere accepted smoking or even prohibited it with a few zones for smoking, she’d forbid them from going there. Overall, Cecillia became obsessive over her two children. She begrudgingly accepted Ricardo’s request to study abroad in Africa for a year when he was 16, leaving Rebbecca behind. Rebbecca saw this act as betrayal.
Because of being sheltered by her mother, Rebbecca grew to be a very naïve person. Her father, an optimist and cheerful man at heart, rubbed off on her due to being closer to her than her mother was. This is reflected by the way Rebbecca acts; she acts the way she does because that’s how her father acted. Since she would always get snapped at when she brought up her frustrations, Rebbecca thought that bottling up her emotions was the logical option, and this has led to why she bottles them up for the sake of other people today. She tries her best to deny that her mother is obsessive, and tells herself that her mother is just looking out for her— sometimes, she’ll do the same to others in an attempt to solace them and ease their worries. Her mother only appointed Rebbecca a piano instructor after her father died because Cecillia began spending less and less time with her children, honing in on her job to try to ease the pain. This led Ricardo and Rebbecca to become self-sufficient individuals who were capable of taking care of themselves. Rebbecca occasionally teaches herself pieces, albeit with much difficulty.
moral of the story: please don’t smoke. smoking is not only harmful to you, but it’s harmful to those around you. i wanted to raise awareness of that, although i likely didn’t do a good job.