Personal Narrative: My Grandmother

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My grandmother was a woman like no other. Her name is Mary Jane, she is funny, charismatic, honest, Godly, beautiful, someone I could truly call my best friend. My twin sister Vanessa and I would spend every summer at my grandma 's house from the time we were born till the time we were 17 years old. It was a summer trip that we looked forward to every year. My grandma would call us her angels and would take us with her everywhere she went. She would take us to work with her, the bingo, the grocery store, the laundry mat; where ever she was we had to be there also. When ever the summer came to an end, my sister and I dreaded it. We never wanted to leave grandmas house. That was our favorite place to be. Grandma would always re-assure us that it was time for …show more content…

My parents said "well ok, why not get all the family together", so they did just that. My parents threw a giant party at my Aunt Luci 's house. She has a swimming pool, a hot tub, a cabana with lights, a sand volley ball court, the works. Her house was the perfect place for a party. The entire family was there and it was so good to see that everyone came together for a just because party. Towards the middle of the party my grandma came to the front of the pool with a picture frame. The frame was facing her so no one could see what she had. She said she wanted to make an announcement. As we all settled down and got quiet, she started talking about how she has secretly been going to college to get a degree. She said she wanted to be the best example for her kids and grandkids and the only way to do that was to make something of her self. She announced that she graduated with her doctorate in accounting and inside the frame was her diploma. She had been attending the University of Texas in Austin for 10 years and had been traveling back and forth from San Antonio to Austin 3 times a week to attend her

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