My Grandpa Research Paper

Grandparents want to see their grandchildren succeed in life and in their school and in their sports. Many Grandparents like to visit their grandchildren and watch them play the sports that they are in, and they also want to see them do good in school. My Grandpa loved to watch me play basketball when I was younger, he loved to watch me doing what I love. My grandpa also was a really easy person to talk to. He was one for me that I could talk to about anything, and I knew that he would understand. He was a person that I could easily relate to when I was younger and a person I looked up to and wanted to be just like when I got older. These stories that I am going to talk are about how he taught me to have fun with the ones you love, to be teachable, and to spend time with people you love before they are gone.

My grandpa is the best grandpa ever , he teaches me stuff and always cheers me up when I'm sad . He always helps me when I don't know what I'm doing and no matter what we are doing doesn't matter if it's working or not we always have fun together and I know I don't see him a lot but when I do I cherish the moments I have with him . That is why my grandpa is my Michigan hero

It’s the time of year where all people are seen running around trying to gather last minute gifts and meals. Everyone does so in cheerful spirits, especially in the Cozly family. Christmas is Grandma Cozly’s favorite time of the year because everyone in the family always makes this family gathering. All the best foods are made and the most laughs are shared on Christmas since everyone is full of cheer and strong in their faith. However, some family members can become slightly assertive trying to get everyone out the door and to church on time.

So you wanted to know about some of my family history. My Grandparents have worked extremely hard for what they have got and don’t take any of it for granted. They all have been good role models, and have set good examples for us Grand-Kids. Even though they have dug some holes for themselves they all have dug themselves back out of that hole, and came back stronger. Now they have made it possible for us not to make the same mistakes that they have

…...I remember how everyone in the family would show up for Grandma’s big Christmas party she throws each year.With all the nice decorations and food not to mention the turkey and the amazing pies.Grandma always knows how to put a smile on any one’s face.Born around 1940 with 7 kids this is not just my grandma but a wife a mother a sister a friend and she has put love in several other people’s hearts because of her compassion,Generosity,and calmness in hard situations.

There's a faded old sun bonnet hanging there behind the door. It's the one my sweet mother used to wear. 'Til one day she hung it up and never took it down no more. And since that day we left it hanging there.

"Don't be mad now. C'mon guys, get together, don't be so mad now." The classic line for the arranged family group photos. The line my cousins and I always giggle about. The words that constantly slide out of my Grandma Di's lips. This line, always makes me "not be mad now". There are many people in my life whose lives have played a role in my own. One person in particular who I would like to thank for their role in my life is Dianne Elton or as I refer to, Grandma Di. I'd like to thank my Grandma Di for showing me joy through her joy for the arts, her joy of her family, and for her joy of life.

I have spoke with one of my relatives before about my ancestors. My aunt on my father’s side of the family had discovered some of our ancestors online. As for my mother’s side of the family none of my family members had done any research on their ancestors from Poland. My ancestors on my father’s side of the family came from Ireland. My aunt believes that some of our ancestors from Ireland were a part of a royal family and had owned a castle. However I briefly remember my aunt and some of my family members telling me that some of my ancestors came over to the United States from Ireland because they did not want to face anymore challenges due to the potato famine problem and they wanted to have a better life elsewhere. My family has given me

My grandfather’s role at that time was different. He used to also take care of my brother and me. I remember my grandfather was quite energetic. He used to work at a company called Scepter; in the piping division; as a machine operator. After school, he and I would take the bus to travel to Scarborough Mall Center for groceries. I enjoyed these trips with him. I remember always asking my grandpa to slow down or stop because I was tired. He was good at teaching me the mechanics of life. He would say, “You must be active in life to get things done.” Another thing he said was, “Work hard, do well in school to get a good job.” His teachings were practical. He was also great at spoiling me. Whenever we went out for groceries, if I saw something I wanted he would buy it for me. I loved spending time with him. Those trips were special to me. When we got home; he would read the newspaper and write

Two and a half years ago my grandpa sat in this very chair; the chair on the front porch. It was black and had a small diamond looking shapes in the design with a maroon cushion in the seat. Every time my grandpa would visit I would sit with him on the front porch all the time. It was surrounded by woods, the trees so many; in the season he was here they blossomed. He came to visit to get his “truck fixed” but he knew it was his time. He spent his last two months with me that spring.

The tires squealed against the pavement and he hurried out of the truck into the rain. I ran over to where he was kneeling. In his large calloused hands he held a small shivering puppy. “We’d better get him out of the cold.”he told me. he walked back to the truck with the puppy tucked snuggly in his coat. As we drove home I could hear his faint whisper, “You're going to be all right.” Standing at six foot five grandpa Phillip has always seemed like a giant. Grandpa is a hard worker, anyone can see that, judging by his dark tanned skin, well calloused hands, and muscular physique. My grandpa has a solemn quiet nature that easily portrays him as cold and heartless. But people that are close to jim know that he is a kind, compassionate man that holds a place in his heart for even the smallest creature. My grandpa Phillip has inspire me to be more like him because, he’s kind and compassionate, hardworking, and wise.

My grandpa was full of wisdom and always expressing that knowledge whenever possible. He instilled in us the importance of family and what it meant to take care of one another. He also taught us the importance of education. He had a way of helping and giving us advise that made life a little easier. He would always say, ?Use your head for something other than a hat-rack!? That line will stick in my mind forever.

My grandfather and all military personnel are a hero to me. My grandfather and his before him, have fought for my future. For my freedom. They risk their live`s for people they barely even know. They risk their life for me to go to school, to be able to go to work, go out with my friends. I do not have any worries, because they are fighting for me. All because they love their country, and its people.

Narrator’s grandfather was a black, freed slave who lived in a time where prejudicism was high, though slavery was abolished. The narrator’s grandfather was perceived as a very great man who did not say much. Though when he laid on his deathbed, he revealed some surprising truth. Narrator’s grandfather told his son, “Son, after I’m gone I want you to keep up the good fight. I never told you, but our life is a war and I have been a traitor all my born days, a spy in the enemy’s country ever since I gave up my gun back in the Reconstruction.” (qtd. Ellison 279). Though this can have different connotations to it, it can essentially mean that the narrator’s grandfather believes he is a traitor to the black community because he has just kept

My grandpa was my superhero, the vital part of my family. He was the rock that supported us all. By "us all”, I mean my grandma, my mom, my two aunts, and all eleven of his grandchildren, including me. Even though there were so many of us, he always had enough love to go around. He spent a lot of time with us as well. We would go for rides on his humongous tractor and do laps around his food plots, and if we were lucky we'd see deer nibbling at the sweet greens planted there. When hunting season came around, he'd make sure those who wanted to hunt would sit with him at that same food plot and wait patiently for an unfortunate buck to pass through. When late summer came around, he'd take us apple picking and strawberry harvesting so our