• My Grandmother
    eat anything. My grandmother was very worried about me and she asked me what happened. I told her that my teacher needed me to choose one story for speech in the classroom at next week. I was worrying about it because I was a shy girl and I did not believe that I could do it. After my grandmother...
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  • In the case of adam and eve?
    somewhat of the beginning of when I knew my grandmother was a very special human. Apparently, as my grandmother describes it, my great great grandmother was the daughter of a Cherokee chief, and somewhat similar to the story of Pocahontas where she fell in love with a french man and abandoned her...
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  • free writing
    never had confrontations she just gave me her unconditional support. She walked me to my greatest adventures. My grandmother did not mind that I took the decision she always agree, she made ​​her my problems. I was telling her my stories darker and she just told me "do not worry with time everything...
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  • Guys and Dolls Critique
    Nicolas Jorge Alvarez 30 Oct, 2013 THE 2000 - Martinez-Hamilton Guys and Dolls Critique The set design and the costumes of the Havana Broadway scenes in Act One of the Guys and Dolls production were nostalgic to me. The stories my grandmother told me about her native land of Cuba and those...
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  • escaping fear
    . Me being as little as I was I could not tell what was going on but I did know something bad was happening. A few years passed by and my grandmother told me the story to why my uncle was in prison. I responded, “I remember this day like it was yesterday but I could not quite get the picture at...
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  • Story
    school, every night when I went to bed my grandmother told me one story in the novel. When I was 11 years old, my parents and I moved to another city. Since then, no one can tell me the story at night, therefore, it was hard to fall in sleep for me. A year later, my parents took me back to my...
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  • The Tradition of "Passing the Bangle"
    have always placed an emphasis of knowing my family history, and I guess this is because throughout my life my parents have verbally told my sister and I stories about our family and they continue to do so till this day. While growing up, my dad placed an importance on family unity and in fact, he...
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  • I Believe in the Gift of Love
    Christmas to have it ready on time”. She had hand sown my robe stitch by stitch at her dining room table and she completed what she had set out to do. As my grandmother told this story to me my red velvet robe that I held onto throughout the years had all of a sudden become priceless to me...
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  • Louise Halfe
    literature in her writings. I have chosen to discuss two of the elements she frequently uses, Spirituality and Orality in relation to three of her poems: My Ledders, She Told Me and The Heat of my Grandmothers. Orality is used widely in Halfe’s poetry. In My Ledders she writes as if it were being...
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  • A Good Man is Hard to Find
    the story, the grandmother describes how she wants to go to Tennessee for their vacation instead of Georgia. When John Wesley says something about it, the grandmother gets defensive over where she grew up, she says to him “I wouldn’t talk about my native country that way” (O’Connor 354). Later in the...
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  • Little Red Riding Hood
    searching. But first, a brief history of this famous fable. The story began as a folk tale that European mothers and nurses told to young children. The fable, in its many variants, came to the attention of Charles Perrault (1628-1703), a French attorney turned poet, writer, and anthologist. He...
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  • Family Heirloom
    My grandfather, a veteran of the US Military, was a husband and father of 6 sons. Our family has never been rich nor wealthy, but my Grandfather was a hard worker and made many treasures for my Grandmother. When I was just a little girl my Grandma told me the story of how I came to be named...
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  • memoir
    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 met her, she was wearing a military uniform…” He told me the story from the first time they...
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  • She Would Have Been a Good Women
    story she told, again was about the plantation that she thought was on the road that the family was driving on, this was the story that began the major conflict of this story. At this point in the story O’Conner had painted a clear picture of the grandmother, and how she seems to operate. You have...
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  • A White Lie
    door was open and it was my grandmother coming back. I had no courage looking at her face and just waited for my nightmare silently. However, an unbelievable thing happened. My grandmother fondled me and told me that my class teacher said I was smart and would have a good future. I couldn’t believe my...
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  • The Realization of Losing My Grandmother
    was only 15 months old and needless to say I spent a lot of time with her growing up. I loved the stories she told of her travels around the country, seeing every state except for Alaska. She would tell about the events in history she was alive for. I especially enjoyed hearing stories from when my...
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  • Capital(Ist) Punishment
    struggles. From Russia’s monarchy that my great-grandmother fled to the capitalistic society that is now present in America, class struggle has only become worse. Capitalism has often been described as modern and progressive, but my family’s history demonstrates otherwise. The stories of my...
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  • Creative Writing
    around 6:00 pm that same day. It was a sad situation, which the ending results could have been avoided. However, it happened how it happened and my uncle never got to meet his father, but luckily my grandmother and uncle made it out of a bad situation. That story will more than likely be told over and over again even when my grandmother is dead and gone....
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  • Strength
    . The last time I visited Nigeria in December 2007, I got a change to sit down with my grandmother as an adult, and have an adult conversation with her, I am the last born of the family so no one really aspects me to be one any time soon. I told her my goals and dreams. Told her my...
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  • Da Paper
    was eight, he remembers my grandmother becoming more religious because of the changes that Vatican II brought to mass. He said that my grandmother talked about the stories in the bible more often since she knew them better as they were explained at mass. He recalled that no one in his household really...
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