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Eulogy for Grandfather

- Eulogy for Grandfather My grandfather and I had a number of secrets between us. Most of these, I can't tell; the salient feature of a secret is not the matter contained within the secret, but the trust implied. But I'll tell you one secret, because I think it's important, and because I think that my grandfather won't mind. It's a little secret, without much drama to it: My grandfather once told me that he would have liked to have been a history teacher. Like I said, it's a little secret. It's a little dream....   [tags: Eulogies Eulogy]

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Eulogy for Grandfather

- Eulogy for Grandfather To my family, relatives and friends who knew Joseph, may the grace and peace of Almighty God the Father, His Son Jesus Christ and the Holy Spirit be with you all. Although I can not be here today physically, I am here with you in spirit. I would like to share a few words about my grandfather, whom I loved very dearly. He was a man who loved his family very much and made the best of what he had to provide for them. During my lifetime, I observed how diligently my grandfather worked in the barbershop, in the garden and around the house....   [tags: Eulogies Eulogy]

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Eulogy for Grandfather

- Eulogy for Grandfather When I was little, if you couldn't find me, I could be anywhere— up a tree, under the covers, in the closet, even hiding in the bathroom where I couldn't be disturbed... but almost always with a book. Friends even through college would ask how it was that I gobbled up words like peanut butter. Usually, I would just shrug and say, “I have no idea where it came from!” Thinking back, though, it's so obvious— how could I miss it. My GungGung took such an amazing interest in books that one of my lasting childhood memories is him sitting in that armchair in the corner of the Ross Road house, under a pool of lamplight, poring over some biography of a thousand pages....   [tags: Eulogies Eulogy]

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Eulogy for Grandfather

- Eulogy for Grandfather My grandfather will be remembered as a hardworking and modest man. He had simple needs. He was forthright and honest, a person with humble beginnings who placed a great value on education and friendship. I will remember him as the only grandparent I ever knew. I will remember him as a man who was content with what life had given him. He never asked for much and in the years I knew him, he lived a simple life. My grandfather's lifetime could be divided into three different parts....   [tags: Eulogies Eulogy]

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Eulogy for Grandfather

- Eulogy for Grandfather My grandfather taught us so much. When my sister and I were little, he taught us how to paint with oils on smooth pieces of wood, instructing us on how to blend colors or make certain brush strokes, telling us that "there are no straight lines in nature," to help us paint better trees. He taught us how to work with clay, too, and made us our own clay-working tools. He taught us how to roll pennies from the piggy bank he'd fill up every week. He taught us about the birds flying into the birdfeeder next to the family room window....   [tags: Eulogies Eulogy]

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My Grandfather

- My Grandfather, although he moved around a lot when he was a kid, grew up fairly well. He has lived in California, Texas, Wisconsin and many other states. He traveled to many places because of his first career. Grandpa was born in Salt Lake City, Utah. He lived there for the first three months of his life. He then moved to Texas where he lived in the suburbs of Dallas. He then moved to California and moved back to Texas to live with his grandparents for times when his mother couldn't have him stay with her....   [tags: Personal Narrative, Autobiographical Essay]

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Eulogy for Grandfather

- Eulogy for Grandfather One of my earliest memories of Grandpa begins with us driving to the Monmouth Park Racetrack. We sure did love to go to the track and root for Julie Krone or one of our other favorite jockeys. He loved challenges, and he especially loved the challenge of picking the ponies. He would read the race programs in the Asbury Park Press and usually pre-pick most of the day's favorite horses before ever leaving the house. Still, on arrival, we always bought the program and maybe a race sheet or two before entering the track grandstand....   [tags: Eulogies Eulogy]

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The Death of My Grandfather

- About five years ago, I was really sad the day my Grandfather died. I can’t really remember the day it happened, but it was a great loss to the family. We lost someone really dear to us and felt incomplete. My Grandmother and my dad were really devastated. Since that day no one has been the same. That same year my grandfather passed on, my dad had weird dreams about him. We didn’t know what it meant, but my dad would always wake up in the middle of the night sweating, wondering what it meant....   [tags: Essay About Myself]

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More Than A Grandfather

- More Than A Grandfather My grandfather has had such a huge impact on my life. Why, you ask. It’s because of the kind of person that he is, and all of the things he has accomplished in his life. He has been successful at every thing he has ever done and has never failed at anything he has ever tried. He worked so hard for everything that he has and at one point he had to work two jobs to support his wife and four kids....   [tags: essays research papers]

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My Grandfather, My Guardian Angel

- My central psyche has combusted into dozens of abstract particles. Each notion fits perfectly. It is as if my life has been predestined. Each new day is simply inevitable. Or, perhaps, it is the opposite, and the jigsaw puzzle, otherwise known as my world is molding each individual sector. They are all being sculpted accordingly as to each step I take, whichever direction it may be in. Many a time, I have sat back and pondered my surroundings. I have explored the decisions I have made as to whether they have been judicious, or pernicious to my well being....   [tags: personal experiences]

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Personal Narrative- Faith Through Grandfather's Surgery

- Personal Narrative- Faith Through Grandfather's Surgery At a time when I thought things could not get any worse, I found out that my grandfather would have to go through a triple bypass heart surgery. This news devastated me. My grandfather- Ampaw is what we call him, is not only my grandfather- but also my best friend. He is my role model, and I have an immeasurable love for him. I had just lost my great grandmother, and now my grandfather was going to have to go through a life threatening surgery....   [tags: Personal Narrative]

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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]

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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]

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Free Personal Narratives: Grandfather, Missing in Action

- Grandfather – Missing in Action We whiled away lazy afternoons down in his cool basement, working on an intricate model train system. I would blow the horn and link the cars into long snaking trains of autumn colors—burnt red, mustard yellow, and pumpkin orange. He would pull them apart again, telling me in gentle admonition that I had to stop doing that because they would all get stuck in the tunnel or that they couldn’t all handle the sharp turns. My clumsy little hands would knock over the houses, the miniature people and the toothpick-sized telephone poles....   [tags: Personal Narrative Profile Essays]

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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]

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a letter to my grandfather

- It is hard to face the truth but still read the whole letter to know the REAL sujatha and do not tear the letter in the middle of it just because you think you know the whole truth. You called my mom a person who gives importance to money, you who gave your own children telugu medium education because it is cheaper that way, i am feeling strange that i used to give respect to such a dim-witted person, such a person who is hell bent on levelling false allegations shamelessly on his own daughter....   [tags: essays research papers]

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Essay About Family: Waiting for Papaw

- Waiting for Papaw I am under the belief that the concept of time as we know it, does not exist in hospitals. Upon entering, one loses all sense of what time it is, what day of the week it is, and how long they’ve been there. Hospitals are places of healing, of caring, of great medical advancements and live saving procedures. They are a place of second chances, of last chances, and sometimes very little chance at all. They are also a place for dying. I learned all of this and then some during the eighteen days in December that I spent at my grandfather’s bedside in Holy Spirit Hospital....   [tags: Personal Narrative Family Grandfathers Essays]

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Eulogy for Grandmother

- Eulogy for Grandmother The phone call came at 6:45 on the evening of the 16th. At 8:58 I sent out an e-mail message to friends about my Grandmother's death. Many of those friends are former and current church members of congregations I have served as pastor. By the next morning I was receiving e-mail messages back. The ones from former and current church members had a common theme. In addition to expressing their sympathy they all said that they felt they had known my grandmother: "We remember your grandmother from the stories you would tell us of her." That is the nature of memories....   [tags: Eulogies Eulogy]

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Eulogy for Grandmother

- Eulogy for Grandmother Theresa Smith was born on December 3, 1925 in Materson, NJ. She died in Williamsville on March 2, 2005, at age 80. Theresa Smith was great grandmother of one, grandmother of five of us, mother of three, sibling of three sisters and two brothers, and wife to one great man, my grandfather, Ron Smith. It's hard for me to reflect upon my grandmother's life because I was part of it for a little less than half its span. A lot of ideas went through my head at a million miles an hour, few of them stuck with me....   [tags: Eulogies Eulogy]

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Eulogy for Grandmother

- Eulogy for Grandmother My grandmother was a strong woman. No matter how strained my families’ relationship could be at times, I loved her unconditionally. She was the woman who would buy me gallons of ice cream and soda frustrating my mother to no end. Whenever I spent the night she would let me stay up as late as I wanted watching TV. Crossing the street to my grandparents’ house was a daily event, which I looked forward to every morning I woke up. There was the day when my Mom had to many things to do to take me to see the Clydesdale Horses....   [tags: Eulogies Eulogy]

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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]

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The Lyrics of My Grandmother's Life

- The Lyrics of My Grandmother's Life At age seven she was a star on stage, singing the role of "Becky" in the Tom Sawyer operetta. When she was ten she dunked "Mouse's" head in the teapot as the "Mad Hatter" in Alice and Wonderland. She was hoping to be "Alice", but even back then the eighth graders got all the good parts. But the experience was satisfying anyway because "Mouse" was played by her grade school rival, the same girl who competed with her for the best position on the basketball team and who once made a better pot holder in Home Ec....   [tags: Music Personal Narrative Papers]

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Childhood Memories of Grandmother and Corn Dogs

- One of the almost romantically intimate experiences that I shared with my grandmother as a child was the ecstasy of eating corn dogs. And it was with surprising frequency, at least during summer months, that I joined in her unmitigated, uncomplicated zeal for her favorite food. Forget the old saw about permissive grandmothers filling their grandchildren with tasty fried treats. My grandmother wanted the corndogs for herself, and it was the privilege of her favor that I was allowed to go along with her down to the park on the Fourth of July or to one of the many bankrupted family farms where an auction had drawn a little crowd, and, always, Corn Dog Jerry and his makeshift plywood stand....   [tags: Personal Narrative Writing]

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Eulogy for Grandmother

- Eulogy for Grandmother I looked at myself in the mirror. I noticed the lines of my face and the curve of my neck. I looked down at my hands remembering the moment I first realized that they looked like hers. Long, thin, delicate hands perfect for playing the piano or braiding cornrows. All my life I had not noticed until the day I sat at her bedside holding her hand in mine. She had told me that she was not afraid to die. We sat in silence for a long time, sometimes sharing a stare and a smile....   [tags: Eulogies Eulogy]

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Eulogy for Grandmother

- Eulogy for Grandmother My grandmother was a truly amazing person. She was brilliant, compassionate, and outgoing, a fantastic dancer with a sense of humor, and without any ego at all. In other words, exactly like me. Seriously, though, we have a lot in common. Among other things, I inherited her curly hair, her mind for trivia, and her obsession with books and music... She preferred mystery novels and jazz standards, while I liked science fiction and rock n' roll, but those differences are only skin-deep....   [tags: Eulogies Eulogy]

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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]

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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]

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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]

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Eulogy for Grandmother

- Eulogy for Grandmother With the little things. It's the little things that make up a year, and the years which make up a life. It's the little things that make up the memories. And I have an abundance of those. Sitting on the green couch listening to stories. Stories from her childhood, from the war years and beyond. Stories of playing with mice in the attic of the house -- her refuge as none of her siblings would go up there, stories of being tied up and gagged with a pickle in the mouth and shoved behind a cupboard by an exasperated older brother....   [tags: Eulogies Eulogy]

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My Grandmother’s House

- My most favorite place has always been my grandmother’s house. This is the place I would have to go to before and after school. I have always loved my grandmother’s house because it made me feel safe and warm. There was a smell of coffee in the air at all times. It seemed like all my grandmother did was make coffee. If I smell coffee, I instantly think of my grandmother’s house. My grandmother’s house was always filled with people. I can remember sitting in a chair watching her do hair....   [tags: Descriptive Essays, Descriptive Writing]

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My Truly Great Grandmother

- My Truly Great Grandmother It is obvious that my mother loved her grandmother, Matilda. Affectionately referring to her as "Tillie," my mom's eyes wander, and the corners of her mouth climb the sides of her face as she tells me about the red haired, freckled woman. My Aunt Beth's response is similar as she recalls sitting on Tillie's lap, singing along to the familiar folk tunes and hymns that poured from her mouth, filling the air with a strange tonal fragrance. My grandmother, Tillie's daughter, shares with me the secret of family dance sessions when her father, Ira, was not home, and the generosity of a mother who, save for a single time when hunger got the better of her, always saved t...   [tags: Personal Narrative]

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Personal Narrative: My Grandmother

- My very important person in my life and always has been, my grandma. She has always just been there for me, and everyone else that is in our family. Also our friend’s. She is what you could call “the rock” of our family she keeps us all up, in our times of hardships. And makes us all laugh when we are having an amazing day. It’s just that she is an all around great person. My grandmother has worked her way up through her schooling and to go college to get her degree. She has never given up even through the hard times that occurred in the 30’s and so on....   [tags: essay about myself, Personal Experience]

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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]

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My Great-grandmother Was Not A Person

- My Great-Grandmother was not a Person My Great-Grandmother was not a person. Neither was yours. Up until about 67 years ago no females were. We were supposed to be pregnant and barefoot in the kitchen. At least that's the perception that the laws enforced. (For ex: The Election Act of the Dominion of Canada and The Common Law of England) As part of the British Commonwealth many of our laws were the same as England's and enforced by British parliament. One such law from the Common Law of England stated that "A woman is not a person in matters of rights and privileges, but she is a person in matters of pains and penalties." This gave women second class citizenship....   [tags: essays research papers]

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The Story of a Brave Knight

- When I was a young boy my Grandfather always liked to tell the tale of how he was wounded during the extraordinary battle that killed the great Roland. My grandfather was a brave knight that held all the qualities a knight was supposed to possess. He was a chivalrous, brave, strong knight that feared nothing. He had never been beaten in battle, and I suppose he never was. That is for you to decide. My grandfather served under the knight, Rowland, and his fateful assistant, Olivier. He would describe these men as fearless, “for when they were armed and mounted on their horses, not even death could make them shy from battle” (Song of Rowland, pg....   [tags: essays research papers]

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The Grandmother in A Good Man is Hard to Find by Flannery O'Connor

- The Grandmother in A Good Man is Hard to Find by Flannery O'Connor The grandmother is the central character in the story "A good man is hard to find," by Flannery O'Connor. The grandmother is a manipulative, deceitful, and self-serving woman who lives in the past. She doesn't value her life as it is, but glorifies what it was like long ago when she saw life through rose-colored glasses. She is pre-scented by O'Connor as being a prim and proper lady dressed in a suit, hat, and white cotton gloves....   [tags: Papers]

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A Biography Of My Grandfather

- I did my biography on my grandfather. He was a very successful man who was in the air force. My great grandfather was Guo-Liang Chang. He was working under china's spy system(like the CIA in USA). At the time, China was against Japan, fighting in World War 2. My grandfather was born in December 24th, 1921. He was born in Hunan State in China. His name is Jer-Shian Chang. He was an only child but he had many step-brothers and step-sisters but they always picked on him. It was very peaceful from childhood to high school....   [tags: China, war, planes]

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Literary Analysis of ?The Grandfather? by Gary Soto

- “[Gary Soto’s] power comes from showing, from painting pictures that allow the reader to feel the wonder promise, and pain of everyday life” (Fabiano185). Gary Soto’s writing goes right to the center of the Chicano experience (Dunn 284). In “The Grandfather”, Gary Soto presents the feeling of what everyday life would be like when living in a Hispanic community. Soto is able to do this with a naturalistic writing style, writing in a simple style, and using his real life experiences as a basis. Naturalism is a writing style in which the writer takes a slice of life and makes it last forever....   [tags: essays research papers fc]

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Accepting my Grandfather's Proximity to Death

- When I heard the news of my grandfather’s impending death, my heart dropped. For years now he had been my idol, and the one person who genuinely understood me. He taught me countless lessons but none would be as great as the one I learned following his death. He was strong and inspirational, and adored by everybody who knew him. His stories memorized me and his willpower enchanted me. He was everything I aspired to be, but now my hero was collapsing. On August 22, 2007, my grandfather got a call about his latest blood work....   [tags: personal reflections]

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Celebration of Life: My Grandfather's Funeral

- As I was walking down the aisle of the funeral tent with overwhelming pain running through my veins and my eyes brimming in tears, I saw a coffin, a red velvet piece of cloth nicely hanging out of the coffin. I made my way towards the corpse and he was wearing a nice suit, a tie and polished shoes. His eyes were closed, and his lips formed into a forceful smile; there he was, my grandfather. He was lying there peacefully. It was saddening to see such a kindhearted soul confined and restricted in a wooden box....   [tags: personal experience and reflection]

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My Family: My Grandfather is My Hero

- The denotation of the word hero is "a man of distinguished courage or ability, admired for his brave deeds and noble qualities". To some, that person may be George Washington, Batman, or even Peter Griffin. My hero, though, is my grandfather, D.S. Patel. My grandfather, from my mother's side of the family, is a wise, nice, caring sixty-year old man. Vocationally, he works as a civil engineer for the state of Indiana. How can a sixty-year old civil engineer be a hero. Let's find out how strangers see him as a hero, and how I see him as a hero....   [tags: Autobiography, Personal Experience]

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The People Who Have Influenced Me

- My grandfather . This is the first thing coming up to my mind when being asked about the one who is the most important to me. From time to time, the caring and educating professionally of my beloved granddad grew me up. If he had not given me opportunities to take his lessons, maybe I would not have realized that what I had to do to make my life really valuable. Serving as a colonel in military, my granddad taught me to be disciplined- one of the most important characteristics for young people....   [tags: Personal Essays grandfather granddad]

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Poem Comparison of Mr bleaney by Philip Larkin and In Memory of My Grandfather by Edward Storey

- Poem Comparison of Mr bleaney by Philip Larkin and In Memory of My Grandfather by Edward Storey The two poems that will be conveyed and compared will be 'Mr Bleaney' (by Philip Larkin) & 'In Memory of My Grandfather' (by Edward Storey). Both verses describe the character of the poem. The character in the poem on the Grandfather has admiration, but Mr Bleaney is disturbed. In this essay I will compare the character, poets feelings and attitude to each man. Furthermore, the similarities and differences in structure, language and image between the two poems will be compared and lastly my preference and emotional responses....   [tags: Papers]

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Narrative about My Grandfather

- That Special Someone, Grandpa I have an abundance of grotesque, yet, barely visible memories of childhood. However, no breathtaking family trips, no unique family togetherness that taught a moral lesson, no abnormal holidays. We still ate family meals together, but most often the children and adults lived in different worlds. When I needed comforting or wanted the best of both worlds, I could turn to my Grandpa. I distinctly remember the weeknights at his house. Sitting upon his lap, walking down the street, getting pulled in my wagon through a park--these were things I loved doing with Grandpa....   [tags: Personal Narrative Essays]

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My Grandmother

- My Grandmother My grandma has a bobcat. It lives on her roof. She’s called the police twice; they told her that bobcats don’t live in her climate. I imagine the police at the station rolling their eyes, groaning to their colleagues that Gloria from Cherrywood Lane is calling again. Or maybe they put her on speakerphone so everyone can laugh. So Grandmother called my mom to say that a bobcat lives on her roof. My mother asked her “Do you really think it’s a bobcat?” “No” my grandmother said, “It might be a lynx.” My grandmother is a four-foot tall, three-foot wide Jewish woman with long white hair....   [tags: Creative Writing Personal Narrative Essays]

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Meeting My Grandmother

- The scent in another country can throw off your equilibrium; like when you get off a boat that you have been on for hours and the steady ground is unfamiliar underfoot. That is how I felt as a kid my first summer in Zapotlanejo, Jalisco, Mexico where my father’s family is from. I was only 11 years old when I was put on a plane and delivered to my grandmother, Carmen, by the airline. What a feeling, a boy who spoke very little Spanish at home yet understood every word, was deposited in a small town 40 minutes outside of Guadalajara, Mexico into the care of a grandmother who he had never meet....   [tags: Personal Experience]

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My Family: My Grandmother

- People tend to disregard the elderly. We think of them as frail, just shadows of their former selves. Some think of them as only caring about themselves, and the weather. We judge the elderly, but we need to learn to listen to them. I began to understand this fact when my grandmother became ill. In the last years of my grandmother's life, she was bedridden. I was worried about her and began treating her like a fragile piece of china. When people saw her, they assumed she was a weak, hard-of-hearing woman so they would yell questions at her and speak to her as if she were a child....   [tags: Personal Narrative, essay about family]

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Youth and Society in the Red Bandit

- The Red Bandit is a story for young children about a boy and the evolution of his relationship with his grandmother. Willy, a young boy is left at home for a week with his grandmother. His parents are gone on a trip and he is not excited to have his grandmother as a babysitter. He feels she treats him like a little baby and does not understand his need for adventure. While he is up in his room, he encounters a mysterious note from the Red Bandit, inviting him to go on an adventure. Unbeknownst to Willy, his grandmother is the Red Bandit....   [tags: grandmother, adventure, treehouse, elderly]

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My Grandmother by Elizabeth Jennings

- My Grandmother by Elizabeth Jennings In many of Elizabeth Jennings poems she reflects the difficult personal experiences of her life. Many of her poems deal with themes of family, friendship, suffering, loneliness and religious experiences, without them being too sentimental. In this poem Elizabeth Jennings has set it out in four stanzas. Where each stanza tells a part to her story. Elizabeth Jennings is talking about her own experiences with her grandmother. The poem is a memory of her childhood and she is looking back at it....   [tags: Papers]

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Selfless Plan Geared Towards Grandmother

- My plan to do a selfless act aims at my grandmother because even though I show her love by doing selfless acts, I do the least of them for her. She took care of me when I was a baby and we would do everything together. Things like grocery shopping, playing card games, and going to the park, but know I have gotten older and don’t have as much time to spend with her. I think we both miss having each other’s company. I have been watching what she does and I have noticed that she works all day in my house cooking, cleaning, and taking care of me....   [tags: Service, Companionship]

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Vietnam War

- Chapter 10: A Generation in War and Turmoil: The Agony of Vietnam It has been known that the Vietnam War affected many American soldiers who were involved in the war physically and psychologically. The Vietnam War was one of the most memorable wars in history. Many Americans’ lives lost for no objective at all. Chapter 10 informed us about how the Vietnam War started and what really happened during that time. It also gave us background information about Vietnam Veterans and nurses who were involved in the war and what they went through during the war....   [tags: essays research papers]

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When the Memories Remain

- In the mid-80s in Saudi Arabia, Middle East, the culture was different than in the United States. My childhood memories were established in Saudi. My Mom and Dad decided to divorce. I was a little child and I didn’t realize what “divorce” means. I felt lonely and lost after my mother married another man. My grandparents insisted on raising me, their oldest grandson. After I moved to my grandparents’ house, my grandmother Gouzail played the role of both a mother and father in my life and this left me with great memories....   [tags: grandmother, war, wisdom]

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Life Lessons Learned from my Grandmother

- In life many of us experience what it is like to be hurt by those we hold dear. As a young girl I saw this first hand that generally the people we hold the closest actually end up being the people that hurt us the most. You expect more from them and their actions affect you on a deeper level the people you hold to a different standard from your loved ones. My grandmother taught me through the hardships she experienced what it mean to be a genuinely selfless person. My grandmother showed me the best way to live is by ensuring the happiness of loved ones even when they have wronged you My great grandmother, Mama, cared for all her children including her grandchildren, nieces and nephews, and g...   [tags: Mama, Loving, Family]

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Graveyards with my Grandfather

- When I think of graveyards, I cannot help but remember my experiences as a child. My parents were divorced, my father was in the Navy and I rarely saw him. I lived with my mother and was the oldest of six kids. During the summer when school let out, my mother always sent me to my father’s family, my grandparents, for the summer. They lived about three hours away, but I did not know them very well, and although I never particularly wanted to go, my mother said it was best, so I could get to know my father’s family....   [tags: Grandfathers, ]

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Grandfather's House

- Grandfathers House His house, an edifice of dilapidated wood, reminds me of age. The white siding showed evidence of neglect. Paint chips had fallen off and collected on the window ledge and shudders, leaving small patches of wood showing. The shudders were brown and rough, like that of the bark of an old tree. Hanging askew, they gave the impression of experience. Before the front entrance stood a moss enclosed porch. The moss hung off the porch like motionless waves of the sea. Mounted in the porch stood a cast iron rail, while crooked, it still displayed the same strength as though it were new....   [tags: essays research papers]

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My Grandfather

- I hardly ever think about the lives my grand-parents and great-grand-parents led. Maybe this hig tech world has desensitized us to our emotions, or maybe we have lost touch with our spiritual selves. Whatever the case, it seems that in today's modern world, most people don't think or worry about people who lived in a different time than today. Why should my ancestors be of importance to me. After thinking about this topic, I began to realize the importance of knowing more about my relatives. Sometimes a family tree is written for reasons other than just being able to trace your roots....   [tags: Essays About Family 2014]

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My Grandfather

- I want you to close your eyes for a moment and try to imagine being 19. Now imagine being pulled away from your family, your friends, and your home, and placed into hell with nothing but a gun and a prayer. You are a soldier in 1944, fighting in one of the most gruesome and pitiless wars of all time: World War II. It is December 15, 1944. Your company of 250 men, the farthest division advanced in Germany, has just captured Kesternich. Early dawn of the very next day, the town is lit up by large klieg lights as an entire tank division comes pouring into the town....   [tags: Personal Narrative, essay about my family]

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My Grandfather’s House

- My grandfather’s house is a very special place to be. I lived with my grandfather for many years when I was little. His house always seemed to have something about it that set it apart from all the rest. As you walk into the front door of his house you notice a long, slender stairway that led up into the main hallway of the house. The strong smell of cigarette smoke is quite evident when you reach this point. Yes, my grandfather did smoke. My grandfather's house was always full of laughter and many cheers....   [tags: Descriptive Essay Example]

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The Importance Of Hunting With My Grandfather

- I have been hunting all of my life; most of the time has been in Wyoming with my grandfather. My grandfather has shown me hunting tips that you cannot read about, and true moments that can never be taken away. The time spent outdoors has made me into a very sharp hunter. The events that led up to the hunt are the calm before the storm. Every year I know that I have one thing to look forward to; hunting with my grandfather, the excitement of getting to opening day, tagging the perfect dear. First, I think it’s important to explain that hunting with my grandfather is something I have done since I was eighteen years old....   [tags: Deer, Hunting, Grandparent, White-tailed deer]

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My Grandfather Passed Away

- As I hefted my gigantic duffel bag onto my back and hugged my pillow tightly, I searched the crowd of what seemed like millions of parents for mine. I finally spotted them standing by the baseball field. As I tried to make my way through the crowd, I noticed how different my mother looked. Her face looked much older than I ever remember it looking, but that was soon forgotten in all my excitement. When I finally got to my parents, I gave them each big hugs, and then we headed for the car. Once we got in the car, I erupted like a volcano pouring forth every event that had happened in that one week at camp....   [tags: Personal Narrative, essay about my family]

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The Day My Grandfather Died

- It was a dark, frightening night the day my grandfather died. His tragic end occurred on July 10, 2009. I was 10 years old during that period, but I can recall everything as if it had happened yesterday. Since I was borned until I turned 11, my dad used to live in the United States and go to Mexico over Christmas break. Therefore, during most of the year, my mom, sister, brother and I used to go and live with my maternal family instead of staying alone in our home. We thought that it would be safer to stay with her family regardless the crowded space rather than having space in our home but being completely alone with no one protecting us....   [tags: Family, Grandparent, Aunt, Sibling]

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The Great Grandfather By Mangal Pande

- 1. Samad’s Great grandfather, Mangal Pande, Played a huge role in history because he was the one who allegedly started a revolutionary uprising in India. Mangal Pande shot the first bullet in the Indian mutiny of 1857. Samad looks up to his great grandfather and hopes to be just like him. Samad thought he should be treated like royalty because of his blood. I believe having his great grandfather in his blood gave him hope and made him believe in himself. Samad feels the need to let everyone know who his great grandfather was....   [tags: English people, England, Indian Rebellion of 1857]

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Graduation Speech : My Grandmother And Grandfather

- “Always trust God and never let a man disrespect you.” my grandmother and grandfather would repeat to me on a daily basis as I arrived to their house from school. They loved three things most in the world: God, family, and food. Once I stepped into their house, my nose would be consumed by the scent of cookies and other goodies that were waiting for me. We had a routine; my grandmother would cook me food to cope with the stress of elementary school, then we would watch (in this exact order) “Judge Judy,” “Jeopardy,” “Maury,” “Seinfeld,” and lastly “America’s Funniest Home Videos.” They were more than great grandparents to me; they were also my friends and my confidants....   [tags: Grandparent, Family, World War II, High school]

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My Grandfather 's Life And Life

- Since we are all humans, we will all experience the dying process at some point in our lives, whether it is our own life, or a loved one’s life coming to an end. I happen to be currently experiencing the process through two of my grandparents. My grandfather has been battling prostate cancer for about eight years, and my great grandfather was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s disease approximately ten years ago. Both of these illnesses have had a huge impact on my entire family, but I believe they are still around because of the unrelenting love, support, and prayers from the family....   [tags: Family, Grandparent, Love, Cancer]

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My Grandfather Is From Baltimore, Maryland

- Born October 30, 1945, Gregory Mears Bailey Sr., my grandfather is from Baltimore, Maryland. His mother, Myrtle Elizabeth Dalton Bailey was born in Greenwood, South Carolina and father, Henry Saile Bailey was born in Baltimore, Maryland. Myrtle moved to Baltimore to study nursing, but after meeting Henry she left school to raise her family. While raising his family Henry worked at Armco Steel as a steel worker. Gregory has seven brothers and sisters, Eddie, Myrtle, Matthew, Del, Mildred, Melvin, and Marie all of which were born in Baltimore Maryland....   [tags: Family, High school, Maryland, Baltimore]

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Personal Essay: Trials and my Grandfather

- A Bay Tale Motivation is perhaps the most valuable aspect to one’s personality, and its something that I believe you are born with. I support the idea that what you’ve got in your blood really does make who you are. Thats why I always take pride in representing my family and our heritage. Being brought up by dad, a classic Italian, I guess you could say I am a proud individual and I have got a decent set of morals. The Firenzi family, has gone through their fair share of trials and tribulations to end up where we are today....   [tags: Gold Rush, Fisherman]

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My Great Grandfather Was A Wonderful Man

- Have you ever been to Ashland City. If so, then you would know that just about every person there could tell you about Lloyd Harris. I was blessed enough to have this man as my great-grandfather. My great-grandfather was a wonderful man. The qualities that Mr. Harris possessed that I think are the most admirable are his tremendous work ethic, his dependability and his willingness to give to others. Unfortunately, he passed away four months ago and I feel that writing this paper will give me an opportunity to honor him and the life he led....   [tags: Family, Grandparent, Ashland City, Tennessee]

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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]

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My Grandfather: Proud to Be a Black Man

- The sun began to set below the mountains as we were finishing up the interview with my grandfather. I click the stop button on the voice recorder, “Man, you lived an interesting life. Do you have anything else you will like to add to it?” I said. “No, I think I gave you my whole life story. Do you think it is enough for your paper or whatever you are doing, Junior?” he replies. I shook my head and answer yes forgetting that my grandfather is legally blind in both eyes, a simple yes would have been enough....   [tags: Personal Narrative]

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My Grandfather 's Leadership Style

- When I think of leadership I cannot help but to think of my grandfather. While my grandfather has held a high rank in the United States Navy, founded and continues to run Caithness Energy, has been the commodore of multiple yacht clubs, and has seen great success as a captain in competitive sailing – it is not the titles that he has held that define him as a leader. When I became experienced enough to join his racing crew I began to understand why I have witnessed so many people displaying such great respect for him over the years - both professionally and at sailing events....   [tags: Leadership, Management]

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My Grandfather: The Story of a Cab Driver

- My Grandfather, now 74, is a retired cab driver after around forty sum odd years on that specific job. At the beginning, he was just another Mexican immigrant wandering around towns aimlessly searching for a job. He hadn’t lived in El Paso until about thirty-five years ago when he had my mother in this town and my Uncles in other towns. His three children my Uncles Raul, Joe, and his daughter Brenda (, my mother,) continue his name through their children or his grandchildren. I sat there in his living room eating burritos for lunch as he had agreed to meet with me at his house around two o'clock in the afternoon....   [tags: personal history]

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My Great Grandfather Owned A Business

- My great-grandfather owned a business in the 1940s and conducted business solely through conversation, mail, and newspaper ads. My grandfather took over the family business in the 1960s and conducted business through conversation, mail, newspaper ads, projectors, and telephones. My uncle took over the family business in the late 1990s and now conducts business through conversation, mail, telephones, computers, internet, software, tablets, apps, and many other forms of technology. One form of technology dominant in all workplaces is PowerPoint....   [tags: Microsoft PowerPoint, Presentation]

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The I Never Had The Experience If Having A Grandfather

- Growing up I never had the experience if having a grandfather. My paternal grandfather passed away way before I was even born, on the other hand my maternal grandfather left our family for another one when I was about six years old. I envied hearing my cousins talk about their grandfather as some type of hero who was always there for them and loved them unconditionally. When I heard my grandmother mention that my sick grandfather was coming back into our lives eleven years later didn’t excite me at all....   [tags: Family, Grandparent, Sadness, Crying]

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My Great Grandfather, Dr. Quot. Long

- My great grandfather, Dr. A.J. Long, was a caring man. He was dearly loved by his wife, three children, and seven grandchildren. He came from a big family of sisters and brothers, he worked hard in life through college and had an impressive career. A.J. always wanted to go above and beyond in what ever he was doing, he never wanted to be average, this is what made him an amazing great grandfather and big influence in my life. I didn’t really get to know my great grandfather, he passed away when I was eight years old to a sudden heart-attack....   [tags: Family, Grandparent, Sibling, Golf]

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My Grandfather 's Life Is Systems Theory

- Introduction I chose to interview Hayward Thues for this paper. Hayward is an African American male and he is my paternal grandfather. Hayward was born in Ringgold, Louisiana in 1930 and is currently 86 years old. Hayward currently lives with his wife, my paternal grandmother, and they have been married for 65 years. One of my oldest uncles also lives with my grandparents as well as a few cousins. My grandparents typically have one or more family members residing with them at all times; they have never lived alone together....   [tags: Family, Grandparent, African American]

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My Speech On My Grandfather 's Storytelling

-         1.         I was fifteen years old when the world ended.  I didn 't realize it was the end when it came, none of us did. When it happened my mind was elsewhere. I was remembering when I was a small boy sitting on my grandfather 's recliner listening to him read stories from the Bible. He often recited the stories, and I believe he could’ve recounted the entire book from memory if he wanted to. When the end came, I was thinking of the time he told me and my younger sister, Cassie, about the creation of the world. When he told the story he closed his eyes and took a deep breath as he spoke of the day God created the heavens and the Earth....   [tags: Mind, Thought, Family, Psychology]

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The Best Television Show From My Grandfather

- Let me begin with this, asking for one memorable television show from my grandfather was probably the hardest decision he has ever had to make. At the end of the conversation he still could not pick just one show, so we went by genres and narrowed it down to two shows. One of the shows was a comedy and one was a western. Let’s start off with Sanford and Son. This sitcom aired on NBC and starred a father, Fred Sanford, who owned a junkyard and worked there with his son, Lamont. Fred’s son had a friend named, Julio, who was Puerto Rican....   [tags: Native Americans in the United States, Family]

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My Great Grandfather Death Was The Earliest Loss Experience

- My great grandfather death was the earliest loss experience I can remember. He was put on hospice for a few months and died from prostate cancer on August 10, 2007 in the living room of my basement. I was eleven years old when he passed away and recall standing beside his bed when he took his last breath. Given that we had him in the house three months before he passed away, I not only remember him dying, but also remember witnessing his body slowly shutting down as the days passed by. My grandmother and her sisters would change him everyday, give him water with a dropper and talk to him for hours on end....   [tags: Family, Grandparent, Meaning of life, Death]

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A Remarkable Man, My Idol, My Grandfather

- A Remarkable Man, My Idol, My Grandfather Dr. Benre’s comments: Marty paints a telling portrait of her step-grandfather, but never relies merely on telling the reader. Small anecdotes about her grandfather, as well as some of his habits, gave Marty’s story a much more powerful presentation that it would have if she had simply told the readers that he was neat and kind. More importantly, she maintains a significance to her story which travels from beginning to end. She uses her story to play on emotions without crossing the line into melodrama and makes a telling point in her conclusion....   [tags: Personal Narrative]

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A Day At My Grandfather 's House On His Farm

- As adults, we often use the scientific method, or process of elimination to help explain things that we cannot. Although, as children, we immediately jumped to conclusions no matter how otherworldly or outrageous our explanation. Whether we believed the sound coming from your closet was some type of terrifying monster, or the old woman that paced the side-walk kidnapped children and turned them into soap, explanation was left to our imagination. I can remember quiet a few thoughts like this, but one in particular has always stood out....   [tags: Mind, Thought]

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