considered my mother would no longer be available to me. The sky was clear; the wind was blowing; it felt good outside. As I was walking off the bus; I notice my mom had gotten home early and was waiting for me in her red Honda Accord in the driveway, so we can head on to Evergreen for our daily visit with my grandma. I was overcome with excitement as we hit the Owassa exit to see her and sit by her side. As we pulled into the driveway, the front yard was packed with cars. It felt like my heart had
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My grandmother was an ambitious and headstrong woman and wasn’t afraid to speak her mind. However, after my grandfather’s passing, she was more soft-spoken and kept to herself. In the same month, she packed all she had and moved to Alaska, without much explanation. My mother worried a lot about her and urged her to come back and live with us, but she never budged. When my mother asked why, she replied gently, “My place is here.” As a result, every winter break we would board a plane to Fairbanks
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My Grandmother Words As a young kid from headstart on up to about middle school, I was the kid who struggled in almost anything. It could have been something as simple as riding a bicycle for the first time. I use to get laughed at, and teased at for anything I did incorrectly. But, thanks to my grandmother she was patient, and willing to help me as the years went by. I learned a lot from my grandmother, until this day I am still learning so much from her. I can still hear my grandmother voice
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My great grandmother My great grandmother was called Jane Hannah; she lived in McDonald’s street on the falls road. She worked in the mills close to her home and when she wasn’t working she was a housewife who looked after her children and husband. She had 10 children altogether, she had 6 sons and 4 daughters, she was expecting her first child at 20 years of age, my granny was due when my great-grandmother was 46. When my great grandmother was pregnant it changed a lot of things in her life she
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1/16/14 The Life of a Special Person April 21, 1947 was the day that my great aunt was born. My great grandmother was in labor for 48 hours. Due to the length of time my great grandmother was in labor the doctors had to use forceps. Forceps are a surgical instrument that resembles a pair of tongs and can be used in surgery for grabbing, maneuvering, or removing various things
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Sandy Garvin Prof. LaRochelle SPH 101-02 29 April 2012 Clara M. Garvin My Grandmother Have you ever had one really special unique relationship with someone in your life that you can’t compare to any other like maybe it was with your mother, or father, a best friend your husband or wife or your children. My one of a kind relationship was with my grandmother Clara Garvin. Clara was a beautiful person from the inside out with a heart of gold. We had a special bond the kind of bond that makes
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Whenever my family and I would go to Memphis to visit my mother's side of the family, I always remember overhearing relatives, along with my grandmother herself, claiming that she was a witch. It was never negative, but as my Aunt Joyce often said she always got what she wanted. For my circus themed birthday I even remember using my grandmother as the fortune teller in the tent in the backyard, and though I knew she was neither a real witch or psychic, there was something very magic about her
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English 111/003 Gibbs 5 November 2015 My Grandmother: My Hero Have you ever imagined how your life would be different if a crucial person were not in it? Some people are so vital to making us who we are that, without them, our very individuality would be changed. My grandmother is an essential figure in my life who has left a permanent impression on me. She is a woman of great influence because of her stability, her work ethic, and her independence. My grandmother is the matriarch of our family. Because
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1:00 in the afternoon when my mom phone rang. “Sue you all need to come on and get down here “in a very nervous and panic voice. It was my uncle yelling from the other end of the phone line. “Charles what is going on”, my mom starts to yell and my uncle continues to talk as he slowly breaks the news. “Mom has had another stroke”. Immediately my mom rushed to the car and announces to my sisters and me that we were going to Greenwood. In such a puzzled state of mind, I asked my mom what had happened. When
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do you want you children and grandchildren to remember about you? I am blessed to know one of the most influential empowering women who dedicated her life to make sure her family was well taken care of. That person is my grandmother. Hattie Johnson was born October 10, 1931 in Washington D.C. During the 1930’s, the era of the depression occurred. The era of depression made it very difficult for women. Many women struggled to keep their poor families stable, which caused a
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There once was a sweet little girl who was loved by everyone on the east side of the river, but most of all by her kind old grandmother. Once Grandmother gave her a beautiful little red Lululemon sweater and from then on she was known as Little Redhood. One day, Little RedHoods mother said: "Little Redhood, take this cake and wine to your ailing grandmother, she's very weak and will enjoy them, but be weary she's in St. Pauls Hospital across the bridge into the Westside.". "Yes mother." she replied
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how they moved and the struggles they had to go through. Before I sat down with both of my parent and asked them about my “roots” I had no idea how difficult migration from Mexico to the US was for both of my parents families. I never took the time to listen to little details on how exactly they ended up in this country. After I took the time to listen to my elder relatives and parents talk about how they use to
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Grandmother's House My grandmother’s house has a very special place in my heart. As the family has gotten older and we have all had our own children we do not visit as we should. I visited with my grandmother many times when I was little. Her house always seemed to have something about it that set it apart from all the rest. As you walk into the back door of her house you would notice a long, narrow kitchen that led into the main living and dining room of her house. The smell of food home cooked
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For this assignment I chose to interview my Grandmother and asses her home. My Grandma Mary has lived in her house since my grandfather retired back in the late 80’s. My grandfather passed away in 2008 and since then she has lived on her own. Over the years many changes have been made to her house so that she could remain living there safely. It is very important to my grandmother to have her own home. Lately she has suffered many mini strokes and many people have tried to convince her to move into
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individual however in past generations this was not always the case. I had the opportunity to interview my grandmother who is now seven four years old and an immigrant from Kosovo. She has lived in this country for many years however her childhood and years of dating and courtship with her husband, my grandfather were had in Kosovo. In order to better understand the courtship or lack thereof my grandmother experienced in her day, it is important to understand how her ethnicity, family and background played
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hasn’t been much of a challenge for me as it was for those before me, my ancestors. I am sure that my family heritage goes back to slavery times. Because I am an African American, I know that many of my ancestors suffered during slavery because of the color of their skin. I haven’t had the pleasure to learn about my family history, but I have heard many stories about those before me from my late great grandmother. My great grandmother was a beautiful and humbled person. She had the resemblance of a Native
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The sky was pitch black, the house was silent, and my mother was gone to Chesterfield, South Carolina. Locked in my room, I was hidden under the covers, listening to my television on blast that was sitting in front of me. On a Tuesday in the summer, as a teenager, I sleep all day and night as if I were in hibernation. I arose from my comfy bed to turn off the overexcited television that my little brother had carelessly left on. I then opened my door, which greeted me with a glow of light that was
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lost of my Uncle’s memory two years ago, 55 year of jokes, laugher and fun vanished. I recall the day like it was yesterday, particle cloudy and the sun breathing thought the clouds to brighten the world. Every Saturday recapturing the memories of the humorless tennis matches we played, he introduced the brilliant sport to I at the age of six. Absorbing an abundant amount of knowledge from him, on the rules, violations and current players, was a constant routine that was implanted in my brain. Over
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Parkers short story “What is Poverty”, she paints a vivid picture of a woman and her children who live a life in poverty. During the 1960’s, my grandmother and her family were victims on poverty. Living in the southern states during the 1960’s was hard for a single mother with children; nine children to be exact. Out of my grandmother’s nine children, my mother was the youngest. They lived in a two bedroom wooden shack in Houston Texas. The shack was also occupied by ants and roaches. They also
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Reading Response Most grandmothers are thoughtful to have their children there to help. They give their grandchildren good advice based on what happened when they were their age. On the other hand in the story “A Good Man is Hard to Find” by Flannery O’Conner, the grandmother is the exact opposite. The family has to deal with their selfish grandmother throughout the whole trip they’re going on, leading them to their death, but she learns from it, however it was too late, because shortly after she
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Yalonda Lee Dr. Sinclair ENGL1101 Monday and Wednesday (12:15) September 29, 2014 Essay #1 The Loss of Someone Special My grandmother was a strong woman. No matter what her circumstances where with her health due to her having cancer. She never let the knowledge of her being tremendously sick steal her joy she had for life. I loved her unconditionally. She was the woman who shaped me into the young lady I am today through hard work and discipline. She taught me to never give up even though things
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“if it had been somebody there to shoot her every minute of her life.”(437), The Misfit evaluates the grandmother in Flannery O’ Connor’s “A Good Man is Hard to Find”(1953). This quote gives a clear portrayal of what people think of the grandmother. The only way for her to truly see herself on the same level as everyone around her is in a life or death situation. The characteristics of the grandmother are seen throughout the story in how she interacts with her son Bailey, his wife, and their children
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Relationships My attachment style is very close and centered around my grandmother. She mainly raised me while my mother was at work and she spent most of her time cooking for me, cleaning up behind me, and getting me out of trouble when necessary. I have found myself to develop this attachment style where I find it easy to be around many people. I find it easy to develop a very close relationship with them. I am totally comfortable and develop and trust relationship quickly. My grandmother was someone
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Hatcher A Sister’s Betrayal My grandmother and her sisters have always been close. Ever since I can remember I’ve heard stories about how they did everything together. Even when they disagreed they made sure that they worked it out because they loved each other so much. It was the kind of love every family hoped for. That bond fell apart when my Aunt Jean made a terrible move that would hurt the entire family. “I can’t believe she would do this,” I had just walked into my mother’s room. She was on
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In April 2010, my grandmother passed away. Her death made all of my family immerse in sorrow for a period of time. My grandfather did not cry much, instead, he kept silent and stood in his room alone, staring at the old wedding photo on the wall. I worried about my grandfather, so I stayed with him everyday. When the dark was creeping, he lied beside me on the bed, holding a cattail leaf fan, fanning and telling me stories about himself and my grandmother from the past. “You know when I first
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Who Let the Dog Out? I remember it all so vividly; I was a young girl visiting my grandmother in the country. I was sitting outside on a hot summer day, watching the few cars pass as I ate ice cold ice cream to cool myself off. I was a mere 12 years old, I had only been at my grandmother’s a few short hours when I decided to take my grandma’s dog outside to play with me. I soon became very tired of being in the heat and decided to go back inside; I was quite forgetful at that age and forgot I had
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I would define my family is very different as what is stated above. I have family in which I am biologically related to and I have family whom I relate to with no relation biologically. Within the research of my family history, I have found many interesting changes within the patters of family structure, employment, social location and family bonding. Throughout this paper, I will expand upon these four areas and identify way of how they have all impacted how family is seen in my life today. As well
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village who always wore a red cloak her grandmother made her. This girl was going through a phase, so she demanded to be called Red Riding Hood. Red Riding Hood’s grandmother lived in another village, and was completely capable, just incredibly lazy. One day, Red Riding Hood’s mother gave her some pies and cakes. She said, “Red Riding Hood, I need you to go through the completely safe and unsuspicious forest to deliver these cakes to your completely capable grandmother, completely unaided by any adult.”
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Reflecting on wisdom The person that I identify as being wise is my grandmother. She passed away several years ago and her wisdom is sorely missed. My grandmother was, basically, the glue that held the entire family together. Even today, the family sticks together, but, there seems to be some element missing from the picture. Grandmother possessed several characteristics of wisdom. Creativity was one of the characteristics that I enjoyed the most. She never had a lot of money, yet, she always
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particular Christmas so special, what distinguished it from all the other spirited years, was that my grandmother was coming to visit. My grandmother, in few words, means the world to me. She has been the single most influencing figure in my life. Her chestnut-complexion only brings out her inner-cordiality that true grandmothers have, not her old age. The smooth white curls on her head only demonstrate the vast wisdom she has attained throughout her life and her overall presence simply brings
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