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Letter to Grandma - I did some research about tuberculosis and wanted to share and explain my findings. Firstly, tuberculosis, TB, is an extremely deadly disease that affects your lungs (Centers for Disease Control and Prevention [CDC], 2012). It is a highly contagious disease that comes from bacteria. It is spread when someone who is infected with the disease exposes it into the air through various ways such as breathing, coughing, or sneezing, and then someone else breathes in the bacteria in the air (CDC, 2012)....   [tags: tuberculosis, lung disease]
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Going to Grandma's House for Thanksgiving - There’s no better time of the year than the month of November for me. Besides the fact that it’s almost winter-time and it’s going to snow soon, this is when I go to my grandmas’ house for Thanksgiving. My grandma lives in Wisconsin, Madison, Wisconsin to be exact. She lives in a big log cabin on the top of a mountain. The cabin was built for my grand parents by my uncle about 25 years ago. The thing that I love most about my grandmas’ house is the woods. There’s a perfect view of the woods from the back deck....   [tags: family, holidays, Narrative, Tradition] 648 words
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Grandma and Grandpa - Grandpa Pat McGill, Jr. of Wisner, Nebraska always entered a room smiling. Pat fathered eleven children, including my mother, and had over fifty grandchildren, including me. Even though my grandpa and I were not all that close, I admired and respected his kind and gentle nature. He passed away in the summer of 1996, and I didn't get to say goodbye to Grandpa Pat McGill before he headed up to heaven with all the other saints. All but one of the McGill grandchildren were at my grandpa's memorial service....   [tags: Personal Narrative Profile] 512 words
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Visting Grandma - I believe everyone at one time or another met someone who taught us to see ourselves more clearly and helped us understand what we wanted from life. I too have someone who inspired me my whole life. When I was little, I use to visit my Uncle’s house every year during summer vacation. I lived in a metropolitan city whereas my Uncle lived at country side. He lives with my Aunty, their five daughters and also my grandparents. Although I liked everybody their, the person whom I loved the most was my grandmother....   [tags: Personal Experience] 1359 words
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All About Grandma - As the sun shined through the open windows one Tuesday morning, the warm rays of light danced across the small country home kitchen and dining room, where a grandmother and her young granddaughter had been sitting down for a while sharing laughs and speaking of old memories and the good old days of the grandmother’s past, all the while creating a wonderful memory together. After a long deliberation, I had finally decided to interview my grandma Owens, and ask about her life. However, because this would be the first time that I had ever sat down with grandma and asked her about her past, I was nervous and not sure if she would open up to me due to the fact that grandma is a very private perso...   [tags: personal narrative] 1112 words
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Grandma Nora's Bear - Norma Green was a well respected lady that was very involved in the community. She was in her seventy’s and had a beautiful daughter named Sarah. Sarah was married to a wonderful man named Mark and they had a son named Jake. Norma suffered for years with breast cancer and despite her drive to beat the disease she died on November 5th, 2005. Grandma Norma was gone, but left were the treasured memories she left for her family. She was able to join her husband in heaven, as he died four years earlier....   [tags: short story, Ghosts, Creative Writing] 944 words
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Taking Grandma Home - The road stretches back and forward, whirring beneath tires worn bald by old age. James, dark haired and bright eyed, grips the wheel with one hand and looks lazily between the mirrors to the road to the sky, trying to stay awake. He floats beyond trucks and minivans, driving with the confidence of one never scarred. They pass fields, stretches of yellow and dust, not waving, just watching, guarded by the occasional brooding building. Everything is older here, in middle America, in Kentucky, in Tennessee, in Ohio, but not in the way of wise New England....   [tags: Creative Writing Essays] 1758 words
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Feeding My Grandma - ... The entire yard was bare earth, the only greenery a few splotches of dallisgrass. A green, wood-paneled station wagon with three broken windows and four flat tires sat defeated in the dirt driveway. At the edge of Mrs. Willey's yard, I hit the brakes, spun and declared myself the winner, except Alex had decided to sit the race out. He was holding Grandma's hand and they were taking their sweet time on this late, warm evening. I turned back to the pitiful house and decided to take a seat on the uneven, preformed concrete steps that led up to the back door....   [tags: personal narrative] 1774 words
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Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, by Jonathan Safran Foer - Weird. If the relationship between the characters of Grandpa and Grandma could be described in one word, it would be weird. Then again, Jonathan Safran Foer’s novel, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close is a shining example of everything unconventional, exploring the nuances of grief through multiple and varying perspectives, each with a unique approach that attempts to achieve recovery and solace. The relationship of Grandpa and Grandma is an example of one such attempt at recovery, one that tries desperately to reconcile past traumas, yet ultimately acts as a futile effort that harbors more grief and denial....   [tags: Grandpa/Grandma Relationship] 970 words
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A Grandma's Memory - The simple bowl is deep cherry wood with a silver rimmed bottom that reflects my face upside down as a result of the polishing it has received over the years. The grain is worn, but still radiates the strength of the tree that it came from. As I run my finger over the inside of the cavernous salad bowl, it picks up some of the olive oil residue from the homemade Italian dressing that has seeped into every little grain of the bowl over years of use. Never subject to washings; we only wiped it out with a paper towel, to better flavor the crisp Boston bibb lettuce salads that it delivered at every family dinner....   [tags: Personal Narrative Profile] 2183 words
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Grandma - Grandma As I drifted down the hallway, it seemed endless. With my stomach in my throat I walked. I could not feel my feet hitting the ground, nor notice anyone around me. I just walked. The smell of the place was intoxicating. It reminded me of insulin or disinfectant spray. I entered her room; it was dark. The sound of beeping machines echoed in my ears. I walked to her bed. She was sleeping soundly. Her body was frail and looked as if she was bone covered with skin. She was weak and tired....   [tags: essays research papers] 965 words
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Grandma - She's sitting there, a blown-out shell as hulking and vacant and lifeless as the enchanted castles of my beloved fairy-tale stories. The television cries for attention, but her eyes refuse to acknowledge even its blatant wail. Behind tinted glass-is that smudged dirt or a protective coating?-eyes finally flutter open, the first sign of life. Are they blank. Do they beg for help or scream of past and present pain. I can't say-I haven't the courage to look. The world rotates around its axis three times an hour and I run with it....   [tags: Personal Narrative Profile] 1419 words
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Childhood Memories of Grandma's House - The familiar smell of soft cookies and homemade cooking are common thoughts when people think about their grandma's house. Great feasts and family gatherings play a part in everyone's grandmother's home. But when I really think about my grandma's house only one word comes to my mind: fun. A red brick house on top of a small hill is where my memories reside. A slightly curved gravel road led to the front of the house. Eight or nine rose brown apple trees randomly covered the plush green lawn. Down the small hill, muddy brown water trickled down a ditch with cattails surrounding it....   [tags: Descriptive Writing Examples, Observation] 1099 words
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A Night at Grandma’s - A Night at Grandma’s When I stand in the foyer, taking off my coat, I realize just how small the place is. The narrow space is barely wide enough to open the closet door when there is more than one person standing there. The wire hangers rustle as I pick one to hang my coat on. My shoes make a whiffing noise as I wipe them on the carpet, and they squeak on the tiled floor. After I take them off, I stand up and look at the myriad of pictures hanging on the wall. I know all the people in them, but they seem like strangers because we are so young....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing] 1300 words
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Grandma, Schnitzel and Politics - Grandma, Schnitzel and Politics I strolled the streets of Tel Aviv taking in the smell of fried falafel mixed with the salty ocean breeze. I watched people hurrying, lunging for bus doors before drivers pulled away. Then I realized that if I didn't get to my grandmother's in ten minutes, I'd be late - an offense that could provoke the dreaded silent treatment. I ran from the beach to her apartment on Bet-Lechem street and flew up the stairs two at a time, jumping over the Arab lady who sat scrubbing the floor....   [tags: Personal Narrative Profile] 1119 words
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Personal Narrative: The Day I Lost my Dad - ... My dad had to start chemotherapy and the family dreaded it since we all know chemo does the body harm. I was 16 at the time this was going on and was in my last weeks of my senior year. My mom worked at a high school as an attendance clerk. My dad stayed at the hospital for a week getting his chemotherapy treatment every month, and my mom would go every morning to take him breakfast before she headed to work. My mom stressed herself driving everyday to the hospital and taking dad food, but she didn’t care she didn’t want my dad to feel alone....   [tags: family, grandma, sarcoma, pain] 1327 words
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My Grandma - My grandma is retired from her secretarial job. Twice a month she visits with her older sister in the country to make certain that she is being taken care of proprly. It is during these frequent trips that I realize how much she is a part of my everyday life. My grandma lives downstairs from me. From the inside of our house, there is no stairs connecting the top and bottom floors. If I want to go downstairs, I have to use the outside stairs. I wear these flat slippers that make a tapping sound when I walk on the wooden stairs and whenever it is quiet, my grandma can hear me coming and going....   [tags: Essays About Family 2014] 1100 words
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My Grandma - Imagine waking up to what should be a normal day in my life only to find out a loved one was gone. About three years ago, I thought that a day in my life would just be a normal day and fun night, but never did I expect to lose a very important person in my life. That day I was supposed to be at home taking care of my grandma; however, I chose to go out with my friends. We were partying, drinking, and having fun. Unfortunately, I ignored my dad’s caring words, “Son please stay home and take care of your grandma for she is ill.” My parents trusted to do a simple task, but I breached the trust....   [tags: Autobiography Essay, Personal Narrative] 1372 words
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Grandma's House - Grandma's House My most distinct childhood memories are at my Grandma Darlene's house, a quaint trailer on the edge of Anderson. Grandma lives near the end of a tiny little dirt road and has lived there for more than thirty years. We can barely get through the door because there are mountains and mountains of boxes, clothes and barrels filled with who knows what. At the bottom of all that there is a fairly large wooden rocking bench, my great uncle made right before his wife died. Cushioning these layers upon layers of junk is a nasty, old, mated scrap of carpet....   [tags: Descriptive Essay About A Place] 1040 words
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My Grandmother, Grandma - Profile Essays Profile Essays - My Grandmother My grandmother was born at a time when the Japanese had invaded Korea. At those times girls were not considered to be very important and guys were valued. That has not changed a whole lot even today. Yet my grandma was an extraordinary women, she was the youngest girl in her family and her mother died when she was only five years old. She went to about third grade because Korea doesn't have a public school system and learned most of her reading and writing skills through her older sisters, who knew a little more than her....   [tags: Personal Narrative Profile] 398 words
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Some Cat Saved Your Grandma - Some Cat Saved Your Grandma Animal rights activists are constantly preaching about how doctors and scientists should give up testing on their cute furry little creatures because it not only causes the animal pain but also the activists’ pain. They just can’t stand seeing Fido and Fluffy in such nauseating conditions and being injected several times until their body gives out, and they can’t stand the sight or even hearing about the poor little Siamese kitten who’s eyes are bloodshot with tests for makeup samples....   [tags: essays research papers fc]
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An Analysis of Oranges by Gary Soto and The Night Grandma Died by Elizabeth Brewster - In “Oranges”, Gary Soto celebrates the love and affection a twelve years old boy had for his girl in the winter season. The first line of the poem makes it clear that the boy was just twelve years old when he was first able to walk down the street with a girl. The poem illustrates the nervousness he displayed as they walked down the street “cold and weighted down with two oranges in my jacket” depicts how the boy was nervous. As being nervous would get you to notice every little thing that happens around you and notice even the slightest things....   [tags: love, remorse, death]
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Grandma and Grandpa - I Miss You - I miss you Grandpa I remember spending summers in Kansas with Grandpa. I grew up in the suburbs - spending summers in Kansas was a bit of culture shock. I remember waking up early and sitting around the kitchen table and listening while Grandpa and my mom sipped coffee and talked. The Hutch paper was always spread across the table, and inevitably, the conversation would turn to me. "He probably fails all his classes, don't he?" Grandpa would ask. A slow smile would spread across his aging face as his gaze shifted from my mom to me....   [tags: Personal Narrative Profile] 659 words
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A Spring Morning at Grandma’s Antique Shop - The sun catches on the many colors of transparent glass: Forest green, cobalt blue, peachy pink, and amber yellow forms a surrealistic prism around the room. In the swirling colors, Victorian dolls dance. This is the image that comes to mind when I think of a spring morning at Grandma’s Antique Shop. Gravel crunches as I walk toward the old gray house. Above the steps is a baby blue sign that reads "Todd's Treasures," a hoe and rake form a pyramid over the sign. The steps are wooden and give gently with each quick step I take....   [tags: Descriptive Essay, Descriptive Writing] 1492 words
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Grandpa Joad’s Death, Grandma Joad’s Death, and Their Oklahoma Home - In The Grapes of Wrath, Grandpa Joad is a very outspoken person, he does not watch what he says, and he just says it. He is a hyperactive elder, everyone else wants to leave the family farm behind, and start over new, Grampa Joad is refusing to leave the family’s farm that he has always been on. The Joad family has been in the good zone when it comes to being in or paying off their debts, now they have gotten behind on paying them that they are forced to move off the family farm. Grandpa Joad has had some violent times in his past, so they do not want to aggravate him on the situation to much, but they began to leave the land after finally getting Grandpa Joad to come, as they start to head...   [tags: Steinbeck's The Grapes of Wrath]
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Personal Narrative- My Grandma Has Been the Most Influential Person in My Life - As children grow up they always look up to someone special in their life, someone that they can trust and is always there for them. This person is someone they admire and hope to be like someday. The person that I’ve described best fits my Grandma. She knows all the right things and is there whenever I need her. My grandma is one of the most important people in my life and I’m so happy that I have her. Since birth the one person that was always by my side except for my family was my Grandma. Once my parents needed to go back to work she was there everyday to watch over me....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 869 words
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The Great Depression and World War II Shaped My Grandma's Life - The Great Depression and World War II Shaped My Grandma's Life My grandma, Alma Jean, was born in 1935 in Silo, Oklahoma, just outside of Durant. Her birth certificate says she was born in Durant because Silo was too small to be considered a real town. She lived there on a farm with her parents, Orval and Maggie Dale. It was the middle of the Great Depression, and they were a farming family at a time when it seemed like no one could make a living off the land. To supplement their income, Orval and his father worked for the Works Progress Administration (WPA)....   [tags: American America History]
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I Found Timelessness at Grandmother’s House (Grandma's House) - Narrative – I Found Timelessness at Grandma's House It was finally fall break. I was visiting my grandma for a few days. Well past dinnertime, I pulled up to the white stately home in northern rural Iowa. I parked my car, unloaded my bag and pillow, and crunched through the leaves to the front porch. The porch was just how I had seen it last; to the right, a small iron table and chairs, along with an old antique brass pole lamp, and on the left, a flowered glider that I have spent many a summer afternoon on, swaying back and forth, just thinking....   [tags: Personal Narrative Profile Essays] 1107 words
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Josephine's Chicken and Dumplings - Josephine's Chicken and Dumplings Josephine Courville was a pioneer woman. She could scratch a living from the poorest farm, patch together a quilt from random scraps, and see the beauty in every child she ever held. She knew about self-sufficiency, hard work, and surviving in the face of hard times. She outlived three husbands, most of her contemporaries, and the way of life that she exemplified. A lot can be learned from a woman like Josephine, but biographers seldom chronicle the lives of simple folk....   [tags: Recipe Grandma Descriptive Essays Papers] 1943 words
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Personal Narrative: The Passing of my Grandma - It was a Monday night; I remember it like it was yesterday. I had just completed my review of Office Administration in preparation for my final exams. As part of my leisure time, I decided to watch my favorite reality television show, “I love New York,” when the telephone rang. I immediately felt my stomach dropped. The feeling was similar to watching a horror movie reaching its climax. The intensity was swirling in my stomach as if it were the home for the butterflies. My hands began to sweat and I got very nervous....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience] 1265 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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Wood Butcher by Norman Hindley, Behind Grandma's House by Gary Soto, and Manners by Elizabeth Bishop - Wood Butcher by Norman Hindley, Behind Grandma's House by Gary Soto, and Manners by Elizabeth Bishop For this paper I will be discussing three poems. They are Wood Butcher by Norman Hindley, Behind Grandma's House by Gary Soto, and Manners by Elizabeth Bishop. I will be examining the common theme I found throughout the three poems....   [tags: Poetry Poem Compare Contrast] 965 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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My Grandpa: Friend and Hero - Defined in the dictionary, grandfather means the father of a person's own father or mother. I believe it is much more than that. My grandpa is a friend and a hero. As I wrote this essay, I discovered what people meant when they said “You are just like your grandfather.” I will take that as the best compliment I will ever receive. If I could be like anyone in the world, it would be Robert Vhin; my hero, my friend, my grandpa. Sitting in his rocking chair with his white hair brushed up to the front in a sort of Elvis like style, I admire this man....   [tags: Friendship Essay, Personal Narrative] 1079 words
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Personal Experience: Grandpa's Death - Many turning points have occurred in my life, but I would say one really sticks out for me. This was when my granddad died in 2010. I talked about this event and how it affected my life in a thought piece earlier this year, but I thought this would be a good opportunity to elaborate on such a life changing event. I clearly remember the day I found out about my granddad's passing. I was at school. It was a normal, joyful day. My dad was planning on picking me up, but instead my friend's mom picked me up....   [tags: family, emotion, mourn] 620 words
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Grandpa's Workshop - Fluffy white snow glistened on the ground a few weeks before Christmas, 2007. I have never been a fan of the cold, losing feeling in my limbs or wet saggy clothes, but I was determined to trudge my way to Potter’s Golf Course to sled ride with friends. That determination was shot down quickly, as Grandpa’s rusty, red Ford pick-up truck eased into the steep driveway. Excited to be out of school and out of the house for the day, I bolted out the door and right into Grandpa. He shrugged off the collision and smiled, “Where’re you headed kiddo?” Aggravated that I had to carry on a conversation I answered repulsively, “Potter’s to sled.” Instantly realizing the insolence of my answer, I attempt...   [tags: Personal Experience] 834 words
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Grandpa Was a Mover - Original Writing - Grandpa Was a Mover - Original Writing Grandpa was always on the move, and once he decided to go, he didn't waste time looking back. This vital part of his character started at an early age. He was only four when his mother died, and as soon as he was old enough, he left Irwin, Missouri and traveled the world before settling in Kansas City in the early 1920's. Emerson Moseley worked at the central office of the Postal Telegraph and received market closings from all satellite offices....   [tags: Papers] 1584 words
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Lost in the Sky at Grandpa's Cabin - Lost in the Sky at Grandpa's Cabin My grandfather carries on entire conversations while he salts his food. He salts indiscriminately: His corn, his pasta, his fish, even his fruit. He never samples his food before reaching for the shaker: He knows it has yet to be salted to his liking. The one thing my grandfather doesn't salt is his beer. If there's one taste my grandfather likes more than salt, it's the wheaty, fizzy flavor of Labatt's Blue. It comes in cans at fifty cents a pop. There is a full-sized refrigerator rigged up in the basement of my grandparents' summer cottage to accommodate my grandfather's beer....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing] 5754 words
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Grandpa - Grandpa My grandpa was one of the most caring and understanding men that I have ever known. He always found a way to make us happy, whether he was dressing- up as Santa Claus, on Christmas Eve, or building us tree houses. His death greatly affected both my grandma and I. The shock of my grandpa’s death totally devastated me. I found out that my grandpa died one night after my mom picked my brother and I up from day care. We went over to our grandma’s house on a weeknight, which was unusual, because we always spent time with our grandparents on the weekends....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing] 899 words
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Descriptive Essay: Grandpa's Place - Grandpa's Place I know to take one last breath of fresh, clean air before I open the front screen door and then the faded, chipped white wood door. I walk in, and the blend of the aroma of apples and old people suffocates me. As I walk in, the same two-year old cat food is right where it has been for the last six months: in front of the front door on the cold faded tile floor. The cat disappeared four months ago, but I guess there is still hope that he will come back one day. I approach the sliding wooden door to enter the front living room and see some bird feed on the floor that must have been spilled the previous week along with a stack of news papers....   [tags: Descriptive Essays, Observation Essay] 1126 words
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Grandpa - Personal Narrative- Grandpa Routinely pushing play on the answering machine, as I do every time I get home, I was about to hear the words that would forever change my life. The sorrow and agony in her voice gave away the horrifying news I had been regretfully waiting. My heart sank as I sat and reflected on what had happened. Since I was a little kid, my grandpa, Howard Scheuster, has always been a role model in my life. He was an intelligent man, loyal Christian, prominent family leader, and hard worker, thus I had many reasons for looking up to him my whole life....   [tags: Personal Narrative Profile] 515 words
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Personal Narrative- Concern for Grandpa - Personal Narrative- Concern for Grandpa No one wanted to answer the phone. An ominous tone accompanied the hollow ring. One-two-three-four. Finally, my mother summoned up the courage to answer the phone before the answering machine picked it up. I have never seen my mother look so pale or frail. Her lips moved but the sound that was supposed to be coming out was nonexistent. My older brother, Caden, and I were stunned into silence. Our eyes spoke volumes of the fear we were experiencing. “Uh-huh…oSchmidt…all right…” My mother’s side of the conversation didn’t tell us anything....   [tags: Personal Perspective Essays] 600 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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Grandpa and His Canoe - Personal Narrative- Grandpa and His Canoe Smallville, USA is about thirty minutes from Nowhere, USA. Smallville is a small town for small town people. My grandfather was one of those small town people. He owned a small camp on a small lake near Smallville. Kosoag Lake. From what I remember of the historical facts I gathered from growing up, asking questions, and pretending to listen, Kosoag Lake was earth. The lake was a part of Native American land flooded out for God knows what reason. In essence, it is a man-made lake, and that is why it is clean and beautiful....   [tags: Personal Narrative Profile Essays] 1869 words
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Grandpa's House - Grandpa's House As I walk in through the door, I begin to sense the feeling of warmth come over me. This is the feeling I get every time I arrive at my Grandpa's house in Price, Utah. It's where I spent the first five years of my life. This is my second home. My family and I live about four hours away from Price, but that still doesn't stop us from going to visit as often as possible. The drive there is rather boring, but it's worth being able to see the familiar landscape of my past. After driving through a small town known as Wellington, I know that I am within minutes of being able to glance at my second home....   [tags: Observation Essay, Descriptive Essay] 926 words
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Grandmother’s Quilt (Grandpa's Love) - Grandmother’s Quilt The inside of my body resembles that of a sieve. The biggest whole is buried deep beneath my aching soul. The rhythm of my heart seems to skip a beat with each breath that my lungs consume. As I stand at the front of the church entrance, I can feel the weight of my body shift from side to side. At any moment my legs may give way and buckle beneath my emotionally tired body. The warmth of the bodies from the room brushes past my face sending a flash of heat down my spinal cord....   [tags: Personal Narrative Profile Essays] 1780 words
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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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Grandpa’s Illness - Grandpa’s Illness As usual I woke up to the sound of my father pounding on my bedroom door, hollering, “Get up. Get on your feet. You’re burning daylight!” I met my brother in the hallway, and we took our time making it down the stairs, still waking up from last night’s sleep. As we made our way to the kitchen, I thought about what to have for breakfast: fried eggs, pancakes, an omelet, or maybe just some cereal. I started to get hungry. As usual, mom and dad were waiting in the kitchen. Mom was ready to cook whatever we could all agree on, and dad was sitting at the table watching the news....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing]
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Narrative Essay - "Hello," I stated as I hopped through the door to my grandparent's home without even a knock. My grandma looked up from the book she was reading in her cozy corner chair, "Well, hello there" "Where is grandpa?" I asked as I leaned down to brush my lips across the soft wrinkled cheek of my elderly grandma. "Who's there?" a familiar deep, rough voice sounded from the next room. Smiling I skipped through the kitchen and into a long dimly lit room filled with bookcases, couches, a dining room table and a grand piano....   [tags: My Grandpa] 1220 words
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My Grandpa is An Inspiration Of A Lifetime - Intro: When I was six years old my biggest inspiration had left my life, my grandpa Stan. I was never granted the gift of knowing him too well or remembering, but what he had done with this life has stuck with me and will always guide me through life when I am lost. He left me with questions and answers for my life. He gave his life and family all he could, burning his greatness into me showing that I or anyone else can accomplish anything they can put their mind to. P1: There is one part of my grandpa Stans life that has guided me through my life to this very day and will keep guided me on and it is his 110% effort he has always set on his life....   [tags: personal narrative] 730 words
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The Vietnam War, Grandpa's Story - “The Vietnam war was a costly and very long conflict that eroded the communist regime of North Vietnam and its allies against the South Vietnam and its ally, us the United States of America (Unknown Source).” The Vietnam War began on the eve of 1959, causing a struggle between two of our major national forces. These two forces were attempting to unify the country the both love, Vietnam. Many of the young souls were young men, such as my grandfather who felt that they were helping their country. Like my grandpa, many of the soldiers have not served in a war before, and were recruited into the war....   [tags: Communism, Regime, North Vietnam, World History]
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An Analysis of Grandpa Joad of Grapes of Wrath - Grandpa’s Grapes (An Analysis of Grandpa Joad of Grapes of Wrath) John Steinbeck once stated: “If he needs a million acres to make him feel rich, seems to me he needs it 'cause he feels awful poor inside hisself, and if he's poor in hisself, there ain't no million acres gonna make him feel rich, an' maybe he's disappointed that nothin' he can do 'll make him feel rich.” The classic text Grapes of Wrath contains several characters with a considerable amount of depth. Characters like Tom and Ma Joad are usually celebrated for their symbolism and dialogue....   [tags: great depression, attitude, family] 564 words
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My Childhood Memories of Grandpa - When I was young my parents were very poor. They both worked hard to support the family. When my father passed away from cancer, my mom's life was harder than ever before. After my mom lost her job at the drugstore, she decided to take my sister and me to the countryside to live with my grandfather so that she did not have to worry about taking care of us, finding a new job, and working all at the same time. Since my grandpa came to visit my family every year, I never had a chance to go to my grandpa's house....   [tags: Personal Narrative, Essay About Myself, 2014] 1200 words
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Grandpa - Grandpa I knew him as PaPa--not Grandad, Pops, or Grandpa, but Papa. As a little boy, he was the giant at the top of Jack's beanstalk, Poppa Bear of the three bears, and the Genie in Aladdin's magic lamp. He was my hero, my friend, and teacher of life. Once when I was little, he saved me from drowning in the ocean. I'll never forget the feeling I had when he grabbed me by the back of the bathing suit, and pulled me out of the water like a dead cat. Now that he's gone, I wish I could think about him more than I do....   [tags: essays papers] 751 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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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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Remembering Grandpa - As I walked through the door of the funeral home, the floral arrangements blurred into a sea of vivid colors. Wiping away my tears, I headed over to the collage of photographs of my grandfather. His smile seemed to transcend the image on the pictures, and for a moment, I could almost hear his laughter and see his eyes dancing as they tended to do when he told one of his famous jokes. My eyes scanned the old photographs, searching for myself amidst the images. They came to rest on a photo of Grandpa holding me in his lap when I was probably no more than four years old....   [tags: Personal Narrative, essay about my family] 759 words
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Reverend Grandpa in Cold Sassy Tree - Reverend Grandpa in Cold Sassy Tree Cold Sassy Tree In life, people look for direction. Everyone in the world needs a helping hand. Some people turn to one another while others turn to forces, which are of great power. People turn to great forces such as God. There are many people who live according to the rules of God, out of the bible or whatever book they consider holy. So therefore, these people are directed in leading a better life. In the brilliant novel Cold Sassy Tree, by Olive Ann Burns, Grandpa is such a person....   [tags: Cold Sassy Tree] 483 words
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Grandpa's Mind - Grandpa's Mind As I pulled into my parents' driveway, I realized how loud the radio was. I turned it down, peeled my legs off the blue vinyl seat, and lugged my pile of laundry up to the front door. The doorknob wouldn't turn and I still hadn't gotten around to making myself a duplicate key. I rang the bell and waited. Nothing. Leaving my basket of dirty clothes on the steps, I tramped through the bushes in front of the living room window. Pep was across the room sitting in his usual chair and reading the paper....   [tags: Dialogue Essays] 852 words
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My Grandpa's Roses - "So, I walked for an hour through two feet of snow just to get to school in the morning, and those were some of the finest times." My grandpa was always telling me stories from his childhood when I'd make even the slightest complaint about one of my daily routines. "You kids drive all those gosh darn fast cars all the time and do a million things a day. Sometimes I wonder if you'll ever stop to smell the roses." "Oh, Grandpa. I know, but I had to walk so far to get here, and now I'm going to have to walk all the way home when I leave," I said....   [tags: Personal Narrative, essay about my family] 1108 words
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Grandpa - The Life of a Golfer and Great Man - Grandpa - The Life of a Golfer and Great Man As I got to know my husband's family, I knew golf was the one thing I eventually was going to have to learn. To them golf is more than just a sport, it is a way of life. Every summer they gather on the golf course for at least one round of golf a week and it always made me wonder, what is it about the game that has got them this hooked. Is there something about it I am just not getting. Every holiday, birthday or major occasion, there is always someone who will happily accept any gift related to golf....   [tags: Biography Biographies Essays] 1214 words
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Having a Second Father: My Grandpa - Having a Second Father: My Grandpa It has been five years since I have spoken to my father. I was three years old when my parents got a divorce. Both my mom and dad remarried, however my dad didn’t waste any time in doing so. After he was married, I felt that I wasn’t a part of his new life. We had our problems like any relationship between children and parents, but most of the problems resulted from interference from his new wife. We would disagree on many things because of his wife. Her inputs and thoughts that she voiced oh so well became overwhelming....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing] 1827 words
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Grandama's Memories of the Great Depression - The Great Depression began in October of 1929 when the stock values in the United States dropped rapidly. Thousands of stockholders lost large sums of money-or were even wiped out. Many people had to depend on the government or charity for food. Many of the stories about the Depression have been told about the large cities and their struggles to live a life of poverty after being used to the luxurious lifestyle. However, those accounts do not reflect the true damage caused by this economic plunge....   [tags: Interview Essays]
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Grandpa Blakeslee in Burn's Cold Sassy Tree - In life, people crave guidance. At some point, everyone needs a helping hand. Some people turn to one another, while other turn to great forces of power, such as God. Many people live accordingly to the rules of God, and in turn are directed in leading a better life. In the brilliant novel Cold Sassy Tree, by Olive Ann Burns, Grandpa Blakeslee is such a person. Whenever Grandpa faces an obstacle, he turns to God. Grandpa turns to God whenever he needs true help. Grandpa is a type of person who is mild, witty, and rather religious....   [tags: essays research papers] 485 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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Sweet Choices - I. The Beginnings of Dairy Queen The founders of Dairy Queen's famous soft serve ice cream, John Fremont 'Grandpa' McCullough and his son Alex McCullough, originally established the Homemade Ice Cream Company in 1927 in Davenport, Iowa. The father and son duo originally sold an assortment of ice cream products in and around places like Moline and Rock Island, Illinois, and Bettendorf and Davenport, Iowa, until the need to expand in the early 1930's caused the McCullough's to decide to relocate their ice cream mix plant to a former cheese factory in Green River, Illinois....   [tags: Business, Dairy Queen, 'Grandpa' McCullough ] 2628 words
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Fishing with My Grandmother - When summer time comes around people get excited about swimming , taking family vacations , but for me it is fishing with my grandma. Nothing is better to me and my grandma than throwing a poll out in the water and kicking back in a chair and waiting. Growing up my grandma would take me to do a lot of things as a child but fishing was my all time favorite thing to do. Sometimes on the weekends we would take little road trips for the day and in the back of the truck was always my fishing pole. My grandma would pull over on the side of the road when we would pass a river or a creek and we would always get out and look over the rail to see if we seen any fish , if i seen a fish i would run to t...   [tags: autobiographical story] 729 words
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Eulogy for Grandmother - Eulogy for Grandmother When I think of Mary Helen Smith, also known to me as Grandma, I think of learning, laughter and love. Now all of the felicitous times are just a big barrier of memories surrounding my heart. I can remember doing puzzles with my Grandma. The table she'd use came up to my chin when I was first interested in the concept of putting pieces of colorful cardboard together. When we had finished forming all the pieces together, I was in pure fascination of how beautiful the picture was that the pieces had formed....   [tags: Eulogies Eulogy] 569 words
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Understanding Alzheimer's Disease - I remember the days when my grandma would be the one taking care of me after school. Each and every school day, I would eagerly wait for school to end so that my grandma could come and pick me up to bring me back to her apartment. Each and every day, she would come 15 minutes after school had ended to avoid the hassle of dealing with all the parents coming at the same time to pick their kids up. I didn’t mind though, that gave me time to talk to my teachers about issues that I had or just to socialize with my friends....   [tags: Alzheimer's Disease Essays]
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Truth Is It Good Or Evil - Have you ever met someone who cares so much about the way they look or how people perceive them that they can't even focus on reality. This sums up the way the grandma in a 'Good Man Is Hard To Find'; is in a nutshell. Superficial would also be a good word to describe the way in which Grandma lived her life. Her whole existence on earth was unrealistic and to a certain extent surreal. Grandma led a life of not knowing the meaning of happiness. A perfect existence for grandma would be for everyone who knew her to think of her as a perfect lady who had no imperfections and always looked and acted like the lady she dreamed to be....   [tags: essays research papers] 1095 words
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The Sandbox, by Edward Albee - The Sandbox: An Analytical Research Essay The absurdity of the characters in Mr. Albee’s “The Sandbox” is necessarily apparent from the beginning of the play. The play’s length of less than 15 minutes is sufficient to ascertain that the audience need not be further abused by the presence of these caricatures of characters. The playwright captured the essence of Mommy, Daddy, and Grandma in such an efficient fashion that there can be no doubt he had rehearsed the play in his mind for some time before he put pen to paper....   [tags: Analysis, Research Essay]
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A Long Way From Chicago by Richard Peck - “A Long Way From Chicago” by Richard Peck The book “A Long Way From Chicago” is an adventurous and funny story. The story takes place at Joey Dowdel’s Grandmothers farm house in the country. Joey and his sister Mary Alice were sent to their Grandma’s house during the summer because their parents had to go to Canada for their work. At first, Joey felt uncomfortable with his Grandmother because he had never met her before but eventually he got to know her and they became close friends. On the first week at Grandma’s, a man named Shotgun Cheatman died....   [tags: A Long Way From Chicago Richard Peck] 384 words
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The Watcher: an Analysis - As people grow older their view of the world changes; the innocence that they once approached life with fades and reality sets in. “The Watcher” by Guy Vanderhaeghe tells the storey of Charlie a young boy who is removed from his sheltered home and must open his eyes to harsh world that surrounds him. Charlie suffered from frequent illness at home, giving him the freedom to watch adults function in their daily lives though never truly grasping the events being played out in front of him. When Charlie’s mother Mable becomes ill herself, Charlie is sent to Grandma Bradley’s farm for the summer....   [tags: Guy Vanderhaeghe]
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Eulogy for Grandmother - Eulogy for Grandmother I'd like to talk today about my grandmother, Ruth Smith - about who she was, what she meant to us, and what this day means. Grandma was a homemaker and a lifelong resident of Marshall. This might seem like a constrained life to some, but I don't think Grandma would have agreed, and I'd like to explain why. She was a person with great curiosity - she read all the time, she worked crossword puzzles every day, and she loved watching documentaries on television. In fact, she was working crossword puzzles right on up until the last month before she died, when she finally grew too ill to continue....   [tags: Eulogies Eulogy] 1337 words
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Patrick Ness' A Monster Calls - ... Then Lily knew. And then everyone knew” (Ness 16). And he is constantly getting bullied by Harry and his gang, but he does not report them since all he wants to do is get through the day and see his mom. Frankly everyone is afraid of the kid with a cancer mom, even teachers treat him as if he was invisible. So Conor is getting bullied due to the fact that his mom has cancer. However, Patrick paints the readers mind and syncs it with Conors mind. Conor was assigned to write an essay about his life, the only important things that happened his life was; “His father leaving....   [tags: the sickness within, story analysis]
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Flannery O’Connor’s A Good Man is Hard to Find - As humans, everybody thinks of themselves dying and whether or not they will go to heaven or hell. Flannery O’Connor’s A Good Man is Hard to Find, presents the overall theme of death all throughout her story. She also talks about how racism is evil, specifically talking about the grandma. She also writes in this story, to let the readers know to appreciate what is around us. She writes about the evil in the world and makes reference to heaven and hell a lot and that ultimately god chooses who goes to hell and who goes to heaven....   [tags: A Good Man is Hard to Find Essays] 1204 words
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Resilience in Neil Simon’s Lost in Yonkers - “Grandma- Stay the way you are, Bella, because you don’t know vot such feelings would do to you. Bella- Yes, I do, Momma. I know what other things you’re talking about…Because they have happened to me, Momma…They’ve happened because I wanted them to happen. When I was in school, I let boys touch me…And boys that I met in the Park…And in the movies…Even boys that I met here in the store…Nights when you were asleep, I went down and let them in…And not just boys, Momma…men too. I needed somebody to touch me, Momma....   [tags: Lost in Yonkers Essays]
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Life on Earth Isn't Always Fair - I was fifteen years old when Mama asked for my help. It seemed only fair that I do since Grandma had saved me from numerous whipping, a leg broken by a dare jump off of our back shed, and running away from home. I told Mama, it was only just. I wasn’t sure why I seemed to be her favorite granddaughter. It’s not like I was pretty or talented like my other cousins. My hands were too small to play any instrument. My attention span was too short to excel at school. I just couldn’t do the girly things that my cousins could....   [tags: personal narrative] 838 words
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A Lesson from a Nursing Home - Youth. Health. When do we ever realize how important they are. When do we stop and notice how agile we are, how lucky we are to be able to care for ourselves. How much does independence affect our lives. How often do we say “Thank you g-d; I can walk on my own feet, hear with my ears, and feed myself with my very own hands.” Sometimes it takes a stark contrast to put us in our place and show us how much there is to be thankful for. It was a regular, hectic Friday morning when the call came in. My grandmother had gotten up in the middle of the night, and taken a bad fall....   [tags: nursing home, health, family,] 907 words
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Sunday, February 24, 2008 - Sunday, February 24, 2008 began as a normal day. I woke up in our temporary apartment due to a fire at our house two months prior. I normally would get up for worship service, but my mother wasn’t feeling well. I never forget I was working on my research paper. My mother walked in from Walgreen’s and said, pack some clothes for a few days. She did not tell me what we were about to do, but I didn’t question her as I gathered clothes because I sensed something was wrong. We got in the car and drove for about thirty minutes before my mother said anything....   [tags: Personal Experience, Autobiography] 579 words
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