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Graveyards with my Grandfather - When I think of graveyards, I cannot help but remember my experiences as a child. My parents were divorced, my father was in the Navy and I rarely saw him. I lived with my mother and was the oldest of six kids. During the summer when school let out, my mother always sent me to my father’s family, my grandparents, for the summer. They lived about three hours away, but I did not know them very well, and although I never particularly wanted to go, my mother said it was best, so I could get to know my father’s family....   [tags: Grandfathers, ] 772 words
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Eulogy for Grandfather - Eulogy for Grandfather My grandfather and I had a number of secrets between us. Most of these, I can't tell; the salient feature of a secret is not the matter contained within the secret, but the trust implied. But I'll tell you one secret, because I think it's important, and because I think that my grandfather won't mind. It's a little secret, without much drama to it: My grandfather once told me that he would have liked to have been a history teacher. Like I said, it's a little secret. It's a little dream....   [tags: Eulogies Eulogy] 879 words
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Grandfather's House - Grandfathers House His house, an edifice of dilapidated wood, reminds me of age. The white siding showed evidence of neglect. Paint chips had fallen off and collected on the window ledge and shudders, leaving small patches of wood showing. The shudders were brown and rough, like that of the bark of an old tree. Hanging askew, they gave the impression of experience. Before the front entrance stood a moss enclosed porch. The moss hung off the porch like motionless waves of the sea. Mounted in the porch stood a cast iron rail, while crooked, it still displayed the same strength as though it were new....   [tags: essays research papers] 925 words
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Eulogy for Grandfather - Eulogy for Grandfather To my family, relatives and friends who knew Joseph, may the grace and peace of Almighty God the Father, His Son Jesus Christ and the Holy Spirit be with you all. Although I can not be here today physically, I am here with you in spirit. I would like to share a few words about my grandfather, whom I loved very dearly. He was a man who loved his family very much and made the best of what he had to provide for them. During my lifetime, I observed how diligently my grandfather worked in the barbershop, in the garden and around the house....   [tags: Eulogies Eulogy] 767 words
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My Grandfather - I hardly ever think about the lives my grand-parents and great-grand-parents led. Maybe this hig tech world has desensitized us to our emotions, or maybe we have lost touch with our spiritual selves. Whatever the case, it seems that in today's modern world, most people don't think or worry about people who lived in a different time than today. Why should my ancestors be of importance to me. After thinking about this topic, I began to realize the importance of knowing more about my relatives. Sometimes a family tree is written for reasons other than just being able to trace your roots....   [tags: Essays About Family 2014] 900 words
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Eulogy for Grandfather - Eulogy for Grandfather When I was little, if you couldn't find me, I could be anywhere— up a tree, under the covers, in the closet, even hiding in the bathroom where I couldn't be disturbed... but almost always with a book. Friends even through college would ask how it was that I gobbled up words like peanut butter. Usually, I would just shrug and say, “I have no idea where it came from!” Thinking back, though, it's so obvious— how could I miss it. My GungGung took such an amazing interest in books that one of my lasting childhood memories is him sitting in that armchair in the corner of the Ross Road house, under a pool of lamplight, poring over some biography of a thousand pages....   [tags: Eulogies Eulogy] 993 words
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Eulogy for Grandfather - Eulogy for Grandfather My grandfather will be remembered as a hardworking and modest man. He had simple needs. He was forthright and honest, a person with humble beginnings who placed a great value on education and friendship. I will remember him as the only grandparent I ever knew. I will remember him as a man who was content with what life had given him. He never asked for much and in the years I knew him, he lived a simple life. My grandfather's lifetime could be divided into three different parts....   [tags: Eulogies Eulogy] 1021 words
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My Grandfather - My Grandfather- The Gift of My Life If I could be like anybody, I would wish to become more like my late grandfather, whose memories have inspired me to strive for success, like the smell of old, dusty books which reminds me of his admiration on learning. An avid collector, he had many books, most of which went unread. He owned books on everything from medicine to Spain, to several sets of encyclopedias. After he faced health problems, he came less to the library and read fewer books. They became just part of the scenery, collecting only dust and memories....   [tags: Family] 1020 words
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Eulogy for Grandfather - Eulogy for Grandfather My grandfather taught us so much. When my sister and I were little, he taught us how to paint with oils on smooth pieces of wood, instructing us on how to blend colors or make certain brush strokes, telling us that "there are no straight lines in nature," to help us paint better trees. He taught us how to work with clay, too, and made us our own clay-working tools. He taught us how to roll pennies from the piggy bank he'd fill up every week. He taught us about the birds flying into the birdfeeder next to the family room window....   [tags: Eulogies Eulogy] 1079 words
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My Grandfather - I want you to close your eyes for a moment and try to imagine being 19. Now imagine being pulled away from your family, your friends, and your home, and placed into hell with nothing but a gun and a prayer. You are a soldier in 1944, fighting in one of the most gruesome and pitiless wars of all time: World War II. It is December 15, 1944. Your company of 250 men, the farthest division advanced in Germany, has just captured Kesternich. Early dawn of the very next day, the town is lit up by large klieg lights as an entire tank division comes pouring into the town....   [tags: Personal Narrative, essay about my family] 851 words
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My Grandfather - My Grandfather, although he moved around a lot when he was a kid, grew up fairly well. He has lived in California, Texas, Wisconsin and many other states. He traveled to many places because of his first career. Grandpa was born in Salt Lake City, Utah. He lived there for the first three months of his life. He then moved to Texas where he lived in the suburbs of Dallas. He then moved to California and moved back to Texas to live with his grandparents for times when his mother couldn't have him stay with her....   [tags: Personal Naarrative] 895 words
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Eulogy for Grandfather - Eulogy for Grandfather One of my earliest memories of Grandpa begins with us driving to the Monmouth Park Racetrack. We sure did love to go to the track and root for Julie Krone or one of our other favorite jockeys. He loved challenges, and he especially loved the challenge of picking the ponies. He would read the race programs in the Asbury Park Press and usually pre-pick most of the day's favorite horses before ever leaving the house. Still, on arrival, we always bought the program and maybe a race sheet or two before entering the track grandstand....   [tags: Eulogies Eulogy] 2048 words
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My Grandfather’s House - My grandfather’s house is a very special place to be. I lived with my grandfather for many years when I was little. His house always seemed to have something about it that set it apart from all the rest. As you walk into the front door of his house you notice a long, slender stairway that led up into the main hallway of the house. The strong smell of cigarette smoke is quite evident when you reach this point. Yes, my grandfather did smoke. My grandfather's house was always full of laughter and many cheers....   [tags: Descriptive Essay Example] 725 words
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My Debt to Grandfather - Walking back into my grandparent's kitchen after being gone for so many years and under the present circumstances caused a flood of bittersweet emotions that seemed to steal the very breath from my body. As my eyes combed the room, I noticed people, some I knew, some I didn't, standing in small groups of two or three, all of them wearing black and all of them trying to maintain a solemn composure by laughing at jokes that weren't funny or by remembering a past best left unremembered. The funeral had been over for hours, but like the small sucker fish that symbiotically clings to the underside of the great white shark in hopes of feeding on the shark's leftovers, everyone at the wake seemed to want to hang on, as if they too were waiting for their own great white shark to cling on to....   [tags: Personal Narrative Profile] 2366 words
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My Hero, My Grandfather - My Hero, My Grandfather My grandfather was a very loving man, he loved his family more than anything he had known. The only thing that could compare to his love for his family, was his love for his country. In his life he would have to make many sacrifices for his country, and the second would be supporting his wife and kids. He took on hardships with ease, he always had a certain calmness to him, this is something I idolize about him, I would like to learn how to act this way. He’s my hero because he was special, not like anyone else I have ever met, he knew he was special, but he never he never flaunted it....   [tags: Personal Narrative] 1471 words
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More Than A Grandfather - More Than A Grandfather My grandfather has had such a huge impact on my life. Why, you ask. It’s because of the kind of person that he is, and all of the things he has accomplished in his life. He has been successful at every thing he has ever done and has never failed at anything he has ever tried. He worked so hard for everything that he has and at one point he had to work two jobs to support his wife and four kids....   [tags: essays research papers] 1171 words
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My Grandfather Passed Away - As I hefted my gigantic duffel bag onto my back and hugged my pillow tightly, I searched the crowd of what seemed like millions of parents for mine. I finally spotted them standing by the baseball field. As I tried to make my way through the crowd, I noticed how different my mother looked. Her face looked much older than I ever remember it looking, but that was soon forgotten in all my excitement. When I finally got to my parents, I gave them each big hugs, and then we headed for the car. Once we got in the car, I erupted like a volcano pouring forth every event that had happened in that one week at camp....   [tags: Personal Narrative, essay about my family] 902 words
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Learning From Grandfather (Grandpa) - Learning From Grandfather My brother and I are playing on the porch steps, and are being watched intently by my grandmother. She gently rocks on the old cream colored swing, which proclaims of its lack of oil with every movement of its chains. The green indoor-outdoor carpeting that covers the steps too shows its age, with concrete poking through the edges. It scratches my legs as I sit and build things with my legos, but I have gotten used to the feeling. Today isn’t too hot, but the cool breeze that blows through is a welcome change....   [tags: Personal Narrative Profile Essays] 1383 words
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Grandfather – Missing in Action - Grandfather – Missing in Action We whiled away lazy afternoons down in his cool basement, working on an intricate model train system. I would blow the horn and link the cars into long snaking trains of autumn colors—burnt red, mustard yellow, and pumpkin orange. He would pull them apart again, telling me in gentle admonition that I had to stop doing that because they would all get stuck in the tunnel or that they couldn’t all handle the sharp turns. My clumsy little hands would knock over the houses, the miniature people and the toothpick-sized telephone poles....   [tags: Personal Narrative Profile Essays] 730 words
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Plato: The Grandfather of Democracy - Plato: The Grandfather of Democracy The history and the evolution of what we know as law, has developed out of many different viewpoints and philosophies. It has been the result of the operational and manipulative aspects of public affairs, and also seems to be the creation of different philosophical systems. There have been many that have been innovators in this area of thought from political leaders and dictators, to others who were simple political idealists and philosophers. Through the wisdom and teachings of Plato, law has evolved into many different systems, and through this paper we will discuss the impact this particular philosopher had had on our modern system of democracy....   [tags: Papers] 1157 words
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My Family: My Grandfather is My Hero - The denotation of the word hero is "a man of distinguished courage or ability, admired for his brave deeds and noble qualities". To some, that person may be George Washington, Batman, or even Peter Griffin. My hero, though, is my grandfather, D.S. Patel. My grandfather, from my mother's side of the family, is a wise, nice, caring sixty-year old man. Vocationally, he works as a civil engineer for the state of Indiana. How can a sixty-year old civil engineer be a hero. Let's find out how strangers see him as a hero, and how I see him as a hero....   [tags: Personal Narrative, Personal Experience] 554 words
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Literary Analysis of ?The Grandfather? by Gary Soto - “[Gary Soto’s] power comes from showing, from painting pictures that allow the reader to feel the wonder promise, and pain of everyday life” (Fabiano185). Gary Soto’s writing goes right to the center of the Chicano experience (Dunn 284). In “The Grandfather”, Gary Soto presents the feeling of what everyday life would be like when living in a Hispanic community. Soto is able to do this with a naturalistic writing style, writing in a simple style, and using his real life experiences as a basis. Naturalism is a writing style in which the writer takes a slice of life and makes it last forever....   [tags: essays research papers fc]
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Grandfather’s Love (Grandpa's Love) - My Grandfather’s Love As we neared the house I could see the front yard emerge amidst the hurricane-twisted pines that stood like sentinels guarding a castle. Pulling into the yard, I noticed that the grass looked like one of my great-grandmother's patchwork quilts. Old, but new in a way, shaded with varying hues of greens and browns seeming to be sewn together with sporadically mounted ant hills adjacent to a wondering dog's paw prints. We pulled into the driveway slowly as not to disturb dust that lay sleeping on the broken concrete....   [tags: Personal Narrative Profile Essays] 829 words
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Being Raised by Grandparents - He is the lightkeeper he keeps the light for me extra beams safety deposited inside a microfold somewhere somewhere hidden somewhere inside those pretty hands --Finney, "The Lightkeeper" Is Nikky Finney's poem "The Lightkeeper" about her dad or someone else. Many people have different opinions on who her poem is about, but when I read it, I imagine the lightkeeper to be my grandfather, even though my family is your basic "Cleaver" family. My parents are still happily married after their twenty-fifth wedding anniversary....   [tags: Family Grandmother Grandfather]
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Personal Narrative- Faith Through Grandfather's Surgery - Personal Narrative- Faith Through Grandfather's Surgery At a time when I thought things could not get any worse, I found out that my grandfather would have to go through a triple bypass heart surgery. This news devastated me. My grandfather- Ampaw is what we call him, is not only my grandfather- but also my best friend. He is my role model, and I have an immeasurable love for him. I had just lost my great grandmother, and now my grandfather was going to have to go through a life threatening surgery....   [tags: Personal Narrative] 460 words
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Grandma and Grandpa - My Grandfather, A Man of Respect - My Grandfather – A Man of Respect Winds scratch his hands and his sharp bones deeply assert their lineaments. He stands like a trembling leaf on the branch of an evergreen, and will not fall. (Emmanuel di Pasquale, "Old Man Timochenko") This stanza from Emmanuel di Pasquale's poem "Old Man Timochenko" portrays my grandfather well. My grandfather is a man of respect because he never gave up on life, not even when his friends and family were burned alive on a train traveling from East Punjab to West Punjab during the partition of India and Pakistan in 1947....   [tags: Personal Narrative Profile] 784 words
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Profile Essays Profile Essays - Grandfather, Grandpa - Profile Essays Profile Essays - Grandfather, Grandpa By definition, my grandfather is handicapped. However, he doesn't act as though he is, and he certainly does not want to be treated in any special way. In fact, most of the handicapped people in society do not appreciate being treated in a way different from anyone else. They just want to be accepted as human beings. Some people become handicapped as a result of an accident. Others are born with their disabilities. My grandfather was asleep one night on a Coast Guard cutter when another ship, a destroyer, appeared in the distance....   [tags: Personal Narrative Profile] 415 words
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A Remarkable Man, My Idol, My Grandfather - A Remarkable Man, My Idol, My Grandfather Dr. Benre’s comments: Marty paints a telling portrait of her step-grandfather, but never relies merely on telling the reader. Small anecdotes about her grandfather, as well as some of his habits, gave Marty’s story a much more powerful presentation that it would have if she had simply told the readers that he was neat and kind. More importantly, she maintains a significance to her story which travels from beginning to end. She uses her story to play on emotions without crossing the line into melodrama and makes a telling point in her conclusion....   [tags: Personal Narrative] 907 words
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Grandfather - Sometimes Memories are All You Have - Grandfather - Sometimes Memories are All You Have It was a month after my fifteenth birthday when he died. I flew back to South Carolina on an express flight. It was Thanksgiving time, and the planes were packed. I sat uncomfortably in the back of the plane, feeling like a foreigner dressed in my black garb. My grandfather's death was not a shock. I had known he was dying of cancer for almost two years now, but when my grandmother called us and told us he was very close to the end, I still refused to believe it....   [tags: Personal Narrative Profile Essays] 1681 words
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The People Who Have Influenced Me - My grandfather . This is the first thing coming up to my mind when being asked about the one who is the most important to me. From time to time, the caring and educating professionally of my beloved granddad grew me up. If he had not given me opportunities to take his lessons, maybe I would not have realized that what I had to do to make my life really valuable. Serving as a colonel in military, my granddad taught me to be disciplined- one of the most important characteristics for young people....   [tags: Personal Essays grandfather granddad] 576 words
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My Hero, My Grandpa - My Hero, My Grandpa I have so many memories of my hero, my grandpa, but a few stick out in my mind. Ever since I can remember, my grandpa always wore the slippers. He wore shoes too, but at the Sunday dinners at my grandparent?s house, he always wore those slippers. I could hear him as he gently shuffled his way across the hardwood floor and came out of the kitchen to give us all hugs and kisses. The suede slippers were the color of coffee with a dash of cream to lighten them up. On the inside, wool spilled out as if it were trying to escape the slipper....   [tags: Personal Narrative Discriptive Grandfather Essays] 1684 words
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Poem Comparison of Mr bleaney by Philip Larkin and In Memory of My Grandfather by Edward Storey - Poem Comparison of Mr bleaney by Philip Larkin and In Memory of My Grandfather by Edward Storey The two poems that will be conveyed and compared will be 'Mr Bleaney' (by Philip Larkin) & 'In Memory of My Grandfather' (by Edward Storey). Both verses describe the character of the poem. The character in the poem on the Grandfather has admiration, but Mr Bleaney is disturbed. In this essay I will compare the character, poets feelings and attitude to each man. Furthermore, the similarities and differences in structure, language and image between the two poems will be compared and lastly my preference and emotional responses....   [tags: Papers] 832 words
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My Amazing Grandfather (Grandpa) - Personal Narrative- My Amazing Grandpa 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....   [tags: Personal Narrative Profile Essays] 629 words
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a letter to my grandfather - It is hard to face the truth but still read the whole letter to know the REAL sujatha and do not tear the letter in the middle of it just because you think you know the whole truth. You called my mom a person who gives importance to money, you who gave your own children telugu medium education because it is cheaper that way, i am feeling strange that i used to give respect to such a dim-witted person, such a person who is hell bent on levelling false allegations shamelessly on his own daughter....   [tags: essays research papers] 1014 words
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My Grandfather's Last Christmas - Here come again the rain drops on Christmas, no snow flakes. Its windy and cold and every family member showed up for once. Some thing was wrong I felt it but they told us to stay inside our room. We sat there all impatient, its was 12 am Christmas day. I sat there remembering the last time my Abuelo was okay we were sitting on the sofa it was him and me no one else in the scene. I take out my father and start to read and his sitting there smiling. I also read him my poems that he adores so much .Then I noticed I hear strange gasping, breathing in and out....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essays] 419 words
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Narrative about My Grandfather - That Special Someone, Grandpa I have an abundance of grotesque, yet, barely visible memories of childhood. However, no breathtaking family trips, no unique family togetherness that taught a moral lesson, no abnormal holidays. We still ate family meals together, but most often the children and adults lived in different worlds. When I needed comforting or wanted the best of both worlds, I could turn to my Grandpa. I distinctly remember the weeknights at his house. Sitting upon his lap, walking down the street, getting pulled in my wagon through a park--these were things I loved doing with Grandpa....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essays] 560 words
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Essay About Family: Waiting for Papaw - Waiting for Papaw I am under the belief that the concept of time as we know it, does not exist in hospitals. Upon entering, one loses all sense of what time it is, what day of the week it is, and how long they’ve been there. Hospitals are places of healing, of caring, of great medical advancements and live saving procedures. They are a place of second chances, of last chances, and sometimes very little chance at all. They are also a place for dying. I learned all of this and then some during the eighteen days in December that I spent at my grandfather’s bedside in Holy Spirit Hospital....   [tags: Personal Narrative Family Grandfathers Essays] 1585 words
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My Grandmother - Women lacked the vote and therefore political power, they have been denied so many opportunities open to men. In the 1940’s women were not allowed to have any roles that men had. They were supposed to stay at home and take care of the house and their children. My grandmother overcame obstacles of her time by being able to vote, work and drive. But before she was able to overcome these obstacles she had to go through what every woman went through. She was not allowed to vote and participate in political events because at her time there was so gender inequality and my grandfather was a political figure and she would make sure that she would not participate on voting because it would bring chaos such as arguments and also sometimes make her go hungry....   [tags: Women's Rights] 923 words
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Eulogy for Grandmother - Eulogy for Grandmother The phone call came at 6:45 on the evening of the 16th. At 8:58 I sent out an e-mail message to friends about my Grandmother's death. Many of those friends are former and current church members of congregations I have served as pastor. By the next morning I was receiving e-mail messages back. The ones from former and current church members had a common theme. In addition to expressing their sympathy they all said that they felt they had known my grandmother: "We remember your grandmother from the stories you would tell us of her." That is the nature of memories....   [tags: Eulogies Eulogy] 1225 words
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Eulogy for Grandmother - Eulogy for Grandmother Theresa Smith was born on December 3, 1925 in Materson, NJ. She died in Williamsville on March 2, 2005, at age 80. Theresa Smith was great grandmother of one, grandmother of five of us, mother of three, sibling of three sisters and two brothers, and wife to one great man, my grandfather, Ron Smith. It's hard for me to reflect upon my grandmother's life because I was part of it for a little less than half its span. A lot of ideas went through my head at a million miles an hour, few of them stuck with me....   [tags: Eulogies Eulogy] 1062 words
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Meeting My Grandmother - The scent in another country can throw off your equilibrium; like when you get off a boat that you have been on for hours and the steady ground is unfamiliar underfoot. That is how I felt as a kid my first summer in Zapotlanejo, Jalisco, Mexico where my father’s family is from. I was only 11 years old when I was put on a plane and delivered to my grandmother, Carmen, by the airline. What a feeling, a boy who spoke very little Spanish at home yet understood every word, was deposited in a small town 40 minutes outside of Guadalajara, Mexico into the care of a grandmother who he had never meet....   [tags: Personal Experience] 688 words
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My Grandmother - My Grandmother My grandma has a bobcat. It lives on her roof. She’s called the police twice; they told her that bobcats don’t live in her climate. I imagine the police at the station rolling their eyes, groaning to their colleagues that Gloria from Cherrywood Lane is calling again. Or maybe they put her on speakerphone so everyone can laugh. So Grandmother called my mom to say that a bobcat lives on her roof. My mother asked her “Do you really think it’s a bobcat?” “No” my grandmother said, “It might be a lynx.” My grandmother is a four-foot tall, three-foot wide Jewish woman with long white hair....   [tags: Creative Writing Personal Narrative Essays] 895 words
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Eulogy for Grandmother - Eulogy for Grandmother My grandmother was a strong woman. No matter how strained my families’ relationship could be at times, I loved her unconditionally. She was the woman who would buy me gallons of ice cream and soda frustrating my mother to no end. Whenever I spent the night she would let me stay up as late as I wanted watching TV. Crossing the street to my grandparents’ house was a daily event, which I looked forward to every morning I woke up. There was the day when my Mom had to many things to do to take me to see the Clydesdale Horses....   [tags: Eulogies Eulogy] 657 words
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My Family: My Grandmother - People tend to disregard the elderly. We think of them as frail, just shadows of their former selves. Some think of them as only caring about themselves, and the weather. We judge the elderly, but we need to learn to listen to them. I began to understand this fact when my grandmother became ill. In the last years of my grandmother's life, she was bedridden. I was worried about her and began treating her like a fragile piece of china. When people saw her, they assumed she was a weak, hard-of-hearing woman so they would yell questions at her and speak to her as if she were a child....   [tags: Personal Narrative, essay about family] 567 words
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Grandma and Grandpa - My Grandmother - 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)....   [tags: Personal Narrative Profile] 659 words
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Memories of Grandmother and Corn Dogs - Memories of Grandmother and Corn Dogs One of the almost romantically intimate experiences that I shared with my grandmother as a child was the ecstasy of eating corn dogs. And it was with surprising frequency, at least during summer months, that I joined in her unmitigated, uncomplicated zeal for her favorite food. Forget the old saw about permissive grandmothers filling their grandchildren with tasty fried treats. My grandmother wanted the corndogs for herself, and it was the privilege of her favor that I was allowed to go along with her down to the park on the Fourth of July or to one of the many bankrupted family farms where an auction had drawn a little crowd, and, always, Corn Dog Jerry and his makeshift plywood stand....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing] 1497 words
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The Lyrics of My Grandmother's Life - The Lyrics of My Grandmother's Life At age seven she was a star on stage, singing the role of "Becky" in the Tom Sawyer operetta. When she was ten she dunked "Mouse's" head in the teapot as the "Mad Hatter" in Alice and Wonderland. She was hoping to be "Alice", but even back then the eighth graders got all the good parts. But the experience was satisfying anyway because "Mouse" was played by her grade school rival, the same girl who competed with her for the best position on the basketball team and who once made a better pot holder in Home Ec....   [tags: Music Personal Narrative Papers] 2032 words
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My Grandmother: A Powerful Woman - My Grandmother: A Powerful Woman Stella Stefanides was born fifty-four years ago in a small village by the Greek-Bulgarian border. Her life reads like a fictional story about deprivation, loss, love and hardships. This woman, whom I am referring to happens to be my grandmother. Her life is truly inspiring because she has overcome many difficulties and continues to be the glue that holds my family together. Stella was born in the time of the civil war in Greece. Her parents had many babies but they would all die after being removed from their mothers’ womb, which was very common at the time due to the lack of medical assistance....   [tags: Personal Narrative] 1105 words
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Personal Narrative: My Grandmother - My very important person in my life and always has been, my grandma. She has always just been there for me, and everyone else that is in our family. Also our friend’s. She is what you could call “the rock” of our family she keeps us all up, in our times of hardships. And makes us all laugh when we are having an amazing day. It’s just that she is an all around great person. My grandmother has worked her way up through her schooling and to go college to get her degree. She has never given up even through the hard times that occurred in the 30’s and so on....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 489 words
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