My Grandmother
Children! The sound of her strident voice reverberates
down the narrow stairwell. I remember that musty, dark, winding stairwell
that led to her second floor apartment in Glendale as vividly as I did the
day I established a meaningful relationship with my grandmother. Through
this relationship, I have come to know her as a friend, a confidante, and
lastly, a woman I admire.
I was only seven at the time, and the only thing I cared about was the fact
that my grandmother spoke in a very loud and grating voice, and that she
kept on patting my hand (which annoyed me to no end). My grandparents are
separated- my grandfather lives with us, while she lives in a separate
apartment by herself in Glendale. My family and I used to eat lunch at her
house every week. I remember trudging up the dank, squeaky stairs with my
siblings, yelling "An-yang!!"(grandmother) all the way. She would yell in
a similar fashion "Ah! Shua- nging!" (ah, children!) Smells of old-
fashioned Shanghainese cooking would assail my senses, as my mouth watered
in anticipation of the savories to come.
One particular afternoon, after we had finished eating, we draped ourselves
around her living room. I was sitting on a dilapidated couch, whose colors
were made indiscernible by time, and was looking around her room. My gaze
swept from the thin, worn carpet, bare in some places, to the scarred
wooden dresser, to a dirty doll with an eye missing. (My grandmother could
never bear to throw anything away). She came and sat down next to me,
taking my hand in hers. The tight braid at the nape of her neck was coming
undone. Wisps of thick black hair framed her square face. I looked down at
the contrast between our hands- my hand was unblemished, pale and smooth,
while her hand was mottled with age spots, tanned, and leathery. She
started to pat my hand in the most annoying fashion, while telling me how
large my feet were. I was somewhat surprised, because I had always been
told that my feet were rather small for my size.
Then I saw her feet.
Her feet were deformed and incredibly stunted. Her toes grew in a peculiar
helped support the struggling couple. They divorced in 1942. She lived in Carmel Valley, CA after and died February 8, 1983.
neighborhood. She lived with this family for a long time, and during this time she learned
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where she was in her childhood home " How I have loved this house in
I was in 5th grade I was nine and my Grandfather died. I knew what that
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I don't have a lot of fantastic memories of childhood. There were no spectacular family adventures, no unique family projects that taught some sort of moral lesson, no out-of-the-ordinary holidays. We ate family meals together, but most of the time the children and adults lived in different worlds. The kids went to school, did homework, and played; the adults worked. I was lucky, though. When I wanted a little of both worlds, I could always turn to Grandpa.
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The stress of my day drained away the moment I heard my sister’s laughter. Every other noise would vibrate in the eardrum and make me feel like I was about to topple over. I reached out for her, the warm, small palms fitting entirely in mine. When she flashes an innocent smile in my direction, I cannot not help but feel grateful I have her around. Although she does not understand it, I attribute my determination to succeed to her.
grandmother’s house because it made me feel safe and warm. There was a smell of
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My Mother - The Greatest Inspiration in My Life When asked who their hero is, most people respond with the name of an athlete or an actress/actor. When asked who my hero is, I would have to respond with a simple three letter word: mom. My mother has been the greatest inspiration in my life and is the main reason that I am where I am and who I am today. Born and raised in Richmond, Kentucky, I would like to introduce you to my mother, Vicki Grant. Currently the age of 47, Mom is the oldest of three girls.