My grandmother has always been my biggest supporter throughout my life. My Grandmother is my back bone; she is the reason why I am the person that I am today. Most people hear the word grandmother and expect to see older lady with possible white hair, standing in the kitchen cooking and baking, evening sewing. My grandmother is the exact opposite of those things, she is still employed full time, enjoys making jewelry and furniture. Although she is only five two she is very witted and outspoken she never bites her tongue and will always give her opinion even if you don’t ask for it.
She had been alive for sixteen years a no one mentioned that she had any other family besides her parents. She was very scared by all the new changes that she had to go threw. She mostly stayed in her room for the first week of the move, then her mother came into her room and told Lousy was going to go shopping for school stuff and that she was going to have to go to school tomorrow. They got a lot of different things for school that made Lousy feel a little bit better about going to school. She got home and decided to get a pick flowery top out and her new sparkled pants out for school tomorrow and go right to her bed and cover her ... ... middle of paper ... ...t go now.
Grandmother was wanting to make a school teacher out of Janie's mother. Janie found out that a school teacher rapped her mother so she never met her father either. Janie's mother was seventeen, when she was pregnant with Janie. After Janie was born, Janie's mother took to drinking a lot. Janie's grandmother raised Janie since she was born, grandmother says "Maybe it wasn't much, but Ah done de best Ah kin by you.
I was probably thinking that I had no mom. I’m guessing the reason why I thought like that is my grandmother brought me up after the first birthday. According to my mom, I had sometimes visited my parents’ home, but suddenly I said I wouldn’t go back to my grandma’s house when I was four years old. Mom needed grandma’s helps more, but grandma left me behind and I started to live with my family again. I think that moment was the moment that I realized the woman who visited me two or three times a week was my mom.
The evil queen, like all people, was born innocent. She remained that way, until one day, she and her boyfriend were in the woods, when they heard a child's cry in the background. A girl was riding her horse, which suddenly went wild and rampant. The then woman called Regina, later to be "The Evil Queen", helped the young girl, and saved her life. Little did she know, the girl went by the name of Snow White, a girl who had lost her mother some time back, and the girl's father, King Leopold, asked for Regina's hand in marriage.
My mom was incarcerated during the time so I lived with my Aunt Pompom. Aunt Pompom never let me and my cousins wake up late for school and if we did, we were driven. Coincidentally on this day both my cousin Zay and I over slept. So we jump up frantically and start putting on our clothes. In the mist of putting on my clothes I come on my menstrual cycle a week before it is supposed to come on.
She is fierce, never afraid to speak her mind; she is my hero; she saved my life; she is my Grandma. Growing up was not an easy task for me, but my grandma made it so much easier. She would drive her four-door, tan Buick fifty miles one way from Warsaw, Indiana, to South Bend, Indiana, every weekend to retrieve me. She would pack me in the front seat of the car. Upon opening the door, the familiar scent of grandma 's rose perfume mixed with her lemon
Narrative Essay My life hasn’t been the hardest, most of all not the easiest. We need to realize, when we get sick that something serious could be wrong with us. My mother and father broke up when I was two years old; shortly after I moved in with my grandmother who fostered me. My mom still took me to all the special events like the first day of school, School concerts, including the first most of all the last time I was arrested. My grandmother, of course went to all the events, how could anyone think otherwise when it was her that raised me.
Her only brother had run off and no one had heard from him in months. She had been bullied at her high school. She needed an outlet and her parents needed her out of the house. She applied at Chick-fil-A and had her first interview a few minutes later. Mrs. Fishel does not hire from the surface of an application, she has the ability to not only read people from where they are coming from, but also where they are going.
My daughter has always motivated me to do much more in life. She is the one that keeps me going. I had graduated high school at age sixteen with scholarships and honors all while being a single mother and having a social and dating life. I am so blessed in life and whatever I do is for my sassy daughter. I try to be the best mother I can possibly be and I fail daily but my daughter is so happy all the time and I know I am doing something right.