“Go in to see Mildred, she has something special for you.” Durwood said. I heard him chuckle as I ran inside the house from the garage. “Whatcha got for me?” I excitedly asked Mildred. She was sitting in the kitchen making different kinds of cookies. There were sugar, chocolate, snicker doodles and molasses. They all smelled so good. She smiled and said, “A molasses cookie just for you.” She pointed to the small plate size cookie with white icing and colored sprinkles on it. My eyes lit up as I grabbed it off the table and stared munching on it. She went to the refrigerator and got me a glass of milk. “Here sit down, take a break,” she said pointing at the table. I gulped the milk and was eating the cookie fast. She said, “Slow …show more content…
Running back out to the garage to help Durwood some more. I just couldn’t wait to get out of school everyday so I could go over to Mildred and Durwood’s next door. I thought it was so neat to go and see what project Durwood was working on in the garage so I could help him. The older couple were just like another set of grandparents to me. When my mother first brought me home from the hospital, to live with her and my grandparents, Mildred and Durwood came over to see me. Growing up next door to them, I got to play with their grandchildren when they came to visit them. My mother even got to be good friends with one of their daughters. Mildred was my grandmothers best friend. My grandfather would go over and visit with Durwood sometimes in the evenings after supper. If my grandfather needed help with the garden or mowing or any tools he didn’t have, Durwood would always be right there to help. The same with Durwood, if he needed any help, my grandfather would help him. They were good friends and neighbors. I looked up to Durwood because he would always make sure I felt important helping him, and not a pesky little kid in the way. He once said, “You are my right hand man, I can hardly get along without your
So Rulanie and I walked around the corner and seen a set of stairs leading to a door going up. “Oh a life savor my favorite candy?? Oh well I will just take it.” Rulanie giggled. I couldn’t stop laughing.
My sister and I would often play or hangout with them but my mother was very strict with these visits and would only let us hangout once maybe twice a week. Despite this however life was good to me, I had good friends, lived in a nice house across the street from my elementary school.
My Grandma Darlene's house is the simplest, homiest, and most wonderful place I could ever imagine. Her place might not seem like much but it's the little things that are most important. Her house contains so many of my fondest memorize. When I'm busy, angry or just frustrated, I wish and think back on the times when Ashley and I would dump the whole box of lucky charms all over the floor and only the marshmallows. It the simple things I miss like watching Scooby-Doo in my PJ's on Sunday morning, making sparkly crafts and play baseball. All of these fun thing where done at my grandma's and I'm sure there will be a lot more to do when I go over there this Thanksgiving.
I am from Friday nights, spent in a large backyard chasing lightening bugs only to be depressed on Saturday mornings to find they had escaped from the Mason jar I had trapped them in. I am from Mac and Cheese with cut up hotdogs, and realizing that it is the most disgusting thing in the world as I got older. I am from running down the basement steps after my shower to watch episodes of F.R.I.E.N.D.S, and Will and Grace on Thursdays nights with my mom, even though I was far too young to understand any of the jokes. I am from a dog named Max, who set unrealistic standards for what every first pet should be. I am from a spoiled cat named Bing Clawsby. I am from a father who taught me 90’s rap and a mother who doesn’t know how to cook. I am from
The biscuits and gravy always smelled so good. They smelled like pepper ,sausage ,and nice buttery biscuits. Her Father would make them when she was still asleep because he knew that the delicious of the gravy and biscuits would wake her up. And they did, every time. She would always wake up to the aroma of the sausage when they were almost done.
Chocolate chip cookies, my favorite type of cookies. And there’s a chocolate chip cookie, my favorite type of cookie, on my desk. It’s a bit strange to find a cookie by itself on a desk. After all, it’s a cookie. Who would pass on a cookie?
To begin with, it was tradition to go to my grandmas on Saturdays for lunch. She loved getting the family together, trying to keep us close, and hearing about everyone’s weeks. Susan lived in Trenton, Georgia, so she was usually late to the get-togethers when she was able to come. Even though she lived so far away, we still were close and talked regularly. If I could have picked a favorite aunt, it would have been her. Susan was
Being at my Grandpa and Grandma’s house was the highlight of my
The first encounter that I had with the elderly is with my grandparents. They lived on a farm and had seven children and fourteen grandchildren. As grandchildren, we were all close in age and we used to spend summers at their house. Those are some of the fondest memories that I have. They used to tell us stories about their past and about our parents when they were younger. I remember seeing their eyes lighting up every ti...
We moved closer to her once I started school. My Grandma met my brother and me almost always once we got home from school. It was always welcoming to have a friendly face when you got home. She taught me how to read and write and once I was able to read she dedicated numerous books to me that she always recommended and had such a vivid story. On hot summer days she would take us to the beach and play in the water and sand, or have a great time running around on the park, or just going there to enjoy a nice picnic. We had such a long walk to our front door of numerous winding steps and she came up with a game to play down them. We called ...
In good and bad ways, but the first, my old neighbors were always there for anything. From letting us borrow some milk to helping us make my brother leave, to letting me stay the night and so on. They are some extraordinary people, they always cared; we would always get together and have a good time. Like one time our neighbors had friends over and they were drinking.
Family : My Grandmother Mildred truly defined the word family as I have come to learn and live it. Holidays and family gatherings were the celebrations they were because they were surrounded by Grandma’s love. I watched family such as my late uncle Reginald become the amazing family man he was because of traditions instilled by his mother. I have also seen her daughter - my aunt Milinda – raise three beautiful children by the love and traditions passed down from Grandma. I, of course, owe most of who I am from Grandma’s love passed down through my own mother Rayetta and her husband George, whom Grandma so highly regarded.
My aunt had been an important person in my life since I was born. She helped me a lot through rough times and always was there if I needed anything. I could always remember the big family parties we had and she would give me money for a present. She was always nice to me and was a big part in my success at anything I was doing. I even used to call her 2nd mom sometimes.
My grandma and grandpa have been just simply amazing in my life. They have basically been a second set of parents. I’ve lived with them since I was born. My mom also lived in the same house with us. I had a garden with my grandpa for years, showed me how to do simple fixer-ups around the house, and showed me sports. My grandma is like a best friend to me. Ever since I was little. I love her to death, she has always been there for me no matter what. To this day I still mess with her as if she is my best friend. I love them both so much. Two of my aunts have had a tremendous impact on my life. One of their names is Jackie Morales. My grandfather has been the father figure in my life since my father has not. I owe a lot to him for that. My family is full of people that ill never be able to repay. For my aunt Jackie, who is also my godmother, I was like her first kid. She loved me as if I was. To me, she was like a second mom. Over the years she bought me things and taught me things. Life lessons that only she would know from experience. She says I helped her prepare for her own little one. The other one is Evelyn Turton. She is a travel agent with an office in Vermillion. She made it possible for me to go to Disney World multiple times, the Disney Cruise once, and Disneyland. Not only did she provide trips, but helped me make connections. That means more than anything. She’s the one who basically taught me to go out in the world
My children have the pleasure to have met both their maternal and paternal grandparents. Although, they have several grandparents, they are very close to their paternal grandmother.