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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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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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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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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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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: Personal Narrative, Descriptive, Place] 1040 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 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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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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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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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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Memories of Grandma's House - 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....   [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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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 - Silent Tears for Grandmother - Silent Tears for Grandmother We wind along the country roads that are flanked by pine trees and freshly planted cornfields. Finally, we rumble up the long dirt driveway to the muted-red house, needing to be repainted and repaired. As the tires roll to a stop, I spring from the car and happily run into Nana’s outstretched arms, where a shower of kisses falls upon my blond-streaked braids. I hug Grampa around his knees, and he pats my head. After Mom and Dad have said their hellos, I hurry to the door that I proudly open on my own....   [tags: Personal Narrative Profile Essays] 2660 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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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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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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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 attempted to make up for it with a genuine smile and playful pat on the back....   [tags: Personal Experience] 834 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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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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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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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’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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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 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 2014] 1200 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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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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Grandpa - Abortion rights organizations declared their opposition to Roberts, a 50-year-old federal appeals court judge. But as yet, there were no outright calls for his rejection from any of the Senate's 44 Democrats. "I urge the Senate to rise to the occasion, provide a fair and civil process and to have Judge Roberts in place before the next court sessions begins on October the third," said President Bush, the morning after he tapped the Harvard-educated lawyer with a sterling resume and impeccable conservative credentials....   [tags: essays research papers] 840 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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Sweet Choices - ... Oltz allowed the McCullough's limited production rights to his freezers, which meant they were allowed the sole use of his freezers in all states west of the Mississippi River, including Illinois and Wisconsin. Oltz maintained absolute rights to use his freezer in all states east of the Mississippi, in following with the agreement he and the McCullough's had formed. According to the patent, Oltz would also obtain all the royalty fees for every gallon of soft serve ice cream that would be dispensed from his freezers....   [tags: Business, Dairy Queen, 'Grandpa' McCullough ] 2628 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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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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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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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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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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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 - ... The imagery also relates the food he is physically ingesting to the images he is mentally ingesting at the beginning of the storey. Watching his neighbours from a far gives Charlie a superficial view of himself; he notices Norma make a daily trip to the Liquor Board Store in the morning seeing her return with a pint of ice cream for herself and “a brown paper bag disguising a bottle of fortified wine” for her husband. Using the word “fortified” shows how Norma and her husband are using ice cream and wine as personal reinforcements because their marriage is falling apart....   [tags: Guy Vanderhaeghe]
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Town Meetings - Town Meetings I grew up going to town meetings with Grandma Sue. Every Thursday Grandma would drag me along with her to the meetings. Afterwards, she would always buy me ice cream at Karl's Ice Cream. I loved our time at the ice cream shop, but hated the meetings. But by the time I was old enough to make my own decisions, I couldn't bring myself to tell Grandma that I didn't want to go to the meetings. So I just went along with her. "Town meetings," Grandma would say, "are the only place that we townsfolk get to share our opinions about the shape of things in this town....   [tags: Expository Cause Effect Essays] 637 words
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Eulogy for Grandmother - Eulogy for Grandmother I believe that every person in, in their own unique way, creates a legacy in their lifetime by which others can live long after that person has left us. For those of us who remain, Mildred Johnson has truly created a legacy to uphold and fulfill in our daily lives. I firmly believe that this carrying out is a true honor and responsibility by means of the various facets that Mildred has made her own. Love : Above all, Mildred Johnson is a figure of unconditional love. Love was the major fabric by which she created her tapestry of life....   [tags: Eulogies Eulogy] 842 words
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Multiple Personality Disorder - The day I learned my Grandma had Multiple Personality Disorder was a tough day. But the day my Grandma finally talked to me about it was a better day. Leading up to this day was long and tough. First, I had to figure out what it was, and that took much time. I also had to figure out how terrific my Grandma is as a person and a friend. So I decided to dig deep and start my journey. The next day I went to the library and began reading about the disorder my Grandma had. I think I was about ten so it was hard for me to understand what I was reading....   [tags: essays research papers] 414 words
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The Ghost - The Ghost I clutched my cell phone tightly ready to call 911. I was so terrified lying there in my bed that I couldn't move. Previous nights while staying at my Grandma's house I had been scared, but nothing compared to the fear that ran through my veins on this unforgettable night. I remember how exciting the idea of living with my grandma and being independent from my parents for a whole summer while our new house was being built sounded to me. My grandma lives in a house that is over a 100 years old....   [tags: Narrative Memoir Essays] 1130 words
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Allegory in Edward Albee's The American Dream - Allegory in Edward Albee's The American Dream Our understanding of Edward Albee's achievement in The American Dream (1960) has come a long way since 1961 when Martin Esslin hailed it as a "brilliant first example of an American contribution to the Theatre of the Absurd"1 and 1966 when Nicholas Canaday, Jr. labeled it America's "best example of what has come to be known as 'the theatre of the absurd.'"2 The shrewdest assessment of absurdism in Albee is by Brian Way, who shows convincingly that, although Albee has successfully mastered the techniques of theatrical absurdism, he has nevertheless shied away from embracing the metaphysics that the style implies.3 That is, Albee knows that Theatre of the Absurd is "an absorption-in-art of certain existentialist and post-existentialist philosophical concepts having to do, in the main, with man's attempts to make sense for himself out of his senseless position in a world which makes no sense."4 But Albee nevertheless "believes in the validity of reason--that things can be proved, or that events can be shown to have definite meanings."5 Structurally, the chief evidence for this claim is that Albee's plays, including The American Dream, move toward resolution, denouement and completion rather than the circularity or open-endedness typical of Theatre of the Absurd.6 In regard to content, Way's point may be extended by contrasting the implications of the titles of The American Dream and Eugene Ionesco's The Bald Soprano, an absurdist drawing room comedy to which Albee's play seems indebted in many ways....   [tags: Edward Albee American Dream Essays]
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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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Edward Albee's American Dream - ... This hyperbolic age would make her a pre-industrial child. It is fitting with the values of that era that Grandma would literally sacrifice her dinner for her daughter’s lunch. Now that same daughter wants to put her mother out of sight in a nursing home. Grandma contributes the most substantive dialogue in the play, yet no one pays her heed. She closes the play with a keen insight about how in the end all life is tragedy even when people think what they have what they want. As Grandma remarks Young Man personifies “the American Dream” (108)....   [tags: Edward Albee's American Dream] 1925 words
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Grandparents' House: A Home Away From Home - Grandparents' House: A Home Away From Home As I approach the turn to my Grandparent's house, my stomach turns in anticipation of the sweet sugar cookie smell that awaits. I turn up the long narrow gravel road and park my car in front of their house. I step outside and a chilly little breeze bites at my cheeks. I take a deep breath and the sweet smell of burning cedar enters my nose. I look up to the chimney and see the gray puffs of smoke scatter as it hits the still winter air. I shut the car door and follow the sidewalk to the back door....   [tags: Descriptive Writing Examples, Observation] 1447 words
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Deep in Thought - It was a cold winter’s day and the snow was falling from the thunderous sky above. The clouds were black and the air crisp. As I looked out the frosty window, which was cold to the touch, the first thing that came to my head was my grandma. My grandma is an elderly woman suffering from dementia at the age eighty-three. She is living in a sixties style bungalow which was far too big for her as she only uses about two of the rooms; one for sleeping in and one for eating and watching television. I thought I’d walk to my grandma’s house, as she would be lonely and scared....   [tags: Personal Experience] 1100 words
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My Foundation of My Identity - ... Along the way, Grandma taught us the names of the multiple wild flowers gracing the paths and the various animals we encountered. In addition to hiking, Grandma took us on numerous bike paths, and we also frequently went bird-watching. Although this may seem boring and lame, I always looked forward to the pleasant summer days when Grandma would take us down to a small town along the backwaters of the Mississippi to enjoy a small picnic while searching for signs of wildlife. We grew so excited when we spotted cooties through our binoculars, a small bird that frequented the backwaters, and we occasionally enjoyed a brief glimpse of trumpeter swans and even snapping turtles....   [tags: Personal Statement]
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How Far She Went by Mary Hood and Miss Brill by Katherine Mansfield - How Far She Went by Mary Hood and Miss Brill by Katherine Mansfield Synopsis 1. One of the more interesting literary selections in Perrine's Story and Structure was " How far she went" by Mary Hood. The setting in this story takes place in a rural american town. There is the girl, who's name is never revealed and the Grandma, who's name is never revealed as well. The girl is kept at her grandma's house against her will. Her father sent her out to her Grandma's not telling her that she would be staying for good....   [tags: Compare Contrast] 1591 words
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Just A Label - I agree with Sigmund Friend that one needs both purposeful works and meaningful love to be considered a success. According to the Webster’s New World College dictionary success is defined as “a result; outcome; a favorable a satisfactory outcome or result; something having such an outcome; the gaining of wealth, fame, rank etc; a successful person. In the community, in which I live success, is based on materialistic thing, such as cars, jewelry and clothing. At my school, Metro High, amongst my friends, peers and faculty success appears to be defined as a goal in which one accomplishes....   [tags: essays research papers] 541 words
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Little Red Mountain Biker and the Big Fat Motorist - Little Red Mountain Biker and the Big Fat Motorist One day Little Red Mountain Biker was out on a little fitness ride to her grandmother's house in the country, about 20 miles away. When she was nearly there, when she found herself being harassed by an overweight wolf in a sports car. Recognizing the danger of being hit by his car or being attacked in the lonely woods, she suggested to him on one of his passes that he meet her at Grandma's house, the last house on the road at the edge of the mountain, where "no one is home." That gave Red a little bit of peace, but when she got to Grandma's, the wolf was the only one there and was evidently waiting for her inside, either in the living room or possibly even in the bedroom....   [tags: Papers] 331 words
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Personal Narrative - Christmas Memory - I think Christmas has always been one of my favorite holidays. Maybe because of the special atmosphere that you can feel everywhere, in shops, restaurants , pubs and even streets, where you can hear the magical carols, or maybe it's because of its religious background, but what I can tell you for sure is that I can't think of anything more exciting than the image of the entire family preparing the Christmas Tree or fixing the Christmas dishes. When I think of Christmas the first thing that pops into my mind is the delicious Chocolate Cake that only my grandma knows how to prepare....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essays Papers Descriptive] 538 words
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