An Unforgettable Grandma Some people have grandparents, and others don’t. I am so incredibly blessed to have a grandma that is so caring in my life. Unfortunately, I don’t get to see this loving person very often. She lives in Canada alongside the rest of my family. When I lived in Michigan my parents, brother, and I owned a trailer in Canada that we would go to all the time. In 2012, we moved to Ohio, so we had to sell the trailer. My grandma comes to visit us around three times a year, and we go down to see her on some holidays. I have grown to appreciate her more and more. I hear a lot of people say they love their grandparents, so I ask them, “Why?” I get many responses like, “They give me the best Christmas presents!” or “They make really good food!” My grandma does this, too, but there’s so much more than that. She teaches me how to speak with love, encourages me to put in effort, and helps me realize that the little things matter.
“I don’t understand why he’s being so mean to me. I hate him!” Emma exclaimed. Emma is my cousin who was once telling my grandma about a person she hates. I was sitting in the kitchen with them as she told the story. As she went on, her voice got louder, and louder. She finally reached the pinnacle of her voice, and just broke down. I remember thinking at this moment that if she were talking to me, I would have no idea how to respond to her. My grandma, however, knew exactly what to do. She never once raised her voice. She tried to calm
Many of us take people in our lives for granted and don’t realize how important
If I had the opportunity to interview anybody in my family it’d be my grandma because she grew up very poor and had to work for everything she ever received. She now is a millionaire and has traveled all over the globe. Grandma has always been a brilliant lady, and has had a full life.
“Stop making excuses. We both know you can just stop it” huffed my grandmother as she angrily turned around and left the room. This unemotional and crass behavior my grandmother was exhibiting was not something I was accustomed to having directed at me. I was her firstborn grandchild, her only girl, and it was scary to me that she would treat me like
t was the moment I had been waiting months for. The comforting aromas of bread and tea met my nose the instant I stepped through the doorway. Beautifully-written, thought-provoking books sat on the shelves, waiting to be read while soft strains of celtic lullabies floated through the halls. Excitedly, I bolted up the entryway steps to the arms of some of the most meaningful people in my life- Bumma and Boppy.
My grandparents have a lot of characters that I love about them. They are kind, loving, caring, giving, friendly, and generous. Ammachi and Appacha are so kind and loving because they ask how I’m doing and give me hugs when I leave. Ammachi also comforts me when I’m sad and makes delicious food for me when I’m hungry, while Appacha helps me with word search puzzles. My grandparents make sure that I am comfortable, welcome me into the house, and ask how I’ve been
My grandma had survived a hard life, and yet managed to raise four responsible, well-educated, and successful children. All this she did while working as a respected psychiatric nurse and a state mental health board member. Although she had had and was still overcoming trials in life, I always knew she would be there and cared about me and my life. As my brother and I grew older and were unable to visit my grandparents as often as we
I lived with my grandmother for the first half of my life. She practically raised me. Everyone in our village would talk about how much she spoiled me. She would go out of her way to get what I needed. One day I was playing with my friends, there was food in the house but I just wanted to eat snacks. I complained and whined about it until I got what I wanted she made my uncle go all the way into the city to buy me some snacks even though I could’ve just eaten what was in the house. She was a part of me. We had so much in common. My mom wasn't unable to raise me because she was living in America.
That’s a huge reason why I have nothing to do with my grandma, because of the way that she treated my mom all those years throughout her childhood. My mom had to learn to grow up real quick and take over as head of the household and care for her 5 other brothers. So as soon as mom turned 18, she moved in with her grandma and took her brothers with her. Now under her grandmas roof lived 8 people total in a small 3 bedroom house. Mom worked hard throughout high school and ended up graduating early so that she could hurry and get into the workforce. She wanted to help her grandma out and bring more income in for her family.
I love my grandma so much because instead of using the money she got from her mother’s will to pay for bills or doctor’s visits she payed for everyone of my family members plane tickets there and back. Hawaii was the best place on Earth and I bet that’s what you were thinking the only thing wrong with Hawaii is that it is so far away. We had to catch a plane at 5:00 in the morning so that meant we had to get up at 3:00 in the morning, and I am not a
The one quality that I liked about the grandmother was that how kept up her appearance and how she conducted herself as a lady. She would carefully select her attire which includes a hat and dress these particular items would give her a virtue of being a lady. In my opinion sometimes, your appearance can determine how people may judge you as a person. But in the grandmother case just because you look like a lady doesn’t mean you act like a lady.
My great grandma has always been nice to me. No matter how sick she gets, she never stops doing things for other people. Every morning people come over for breakfast at her house. My great grandma cooks all the food for them. She is always going to church or praying to God. This is why my Great Grandma is my Michigan Hero.
I have a great grandma that lives in Adairsville, GA that is getting worse and worse everyday. I have never met her before until last Spring when I went on vacation to Florida and stopped on the way back to visit her. She is the sweetest little old lady I have ever met. It made me sad to know that I have never visited her until now. I wish I could see her more often. we write letters to each other quite a bit. She never forgets to send us each something on the holidays. We only visited for about 3-4 hours then headed off back home. I wanted to stay all day. Even though I have only met her once it feels like I have had this connection with her my whole life.
But very much so to my Grandmother as well. As I prepare to start the next chapter of my life, College, I am so thankful for my Grandmother for being a good example and motivation for me. Like her, I am not satisfied with “just enough” but instead to always strive to be the best that I can be. Like her, I work hard to be honest and fair. I volunteer for organizations like OCA Asian Pacific American Advocates and the Cleveland Asian Festival to help others and promote my heritage. Like my Grandmother, I have a deep commitment to family. In the years to come, I will work hard to excel. To be an example. To be a role model to others. Thank you Grandmother! My
My grandma is one of my favorite people in the world. We were always close.
Of course you always hear people talking about how great their grandmother or grandfather are, I too feel the same way about my grandmother. I see her as more than my grandmother, she’s a role mole, my best friend and also like a sister when I need her. She’s always been a loving and caring person. Not for only her friends and family, but also strangers. People she has never met a day in her life she would be willing to go give her last too. You don’t find to many people like her too often.