sadest day in my life. When I was a child I lived with a important person for me. He was my grandfather, he was my best friend, with him I share the happinest moments of my life. Everything was hapiness and I lived in a beautiful world. But a horrible moment arrived and everything finished. When I recived the most confusing and sadest news in my life. One morning, my cousin arrived at my home and with her hesitant voice, she told me some news that I didn`t understand. In that moment my mom arrived…
My Grandpa walked from Michoacan to Tijuana with his parents at the age of 5 it took him nearly a month to complete the journey. He remembers stopping and sleeping in caves at night and eating whatever his father shot and cooked for them. At this time my great grandma was pregnant with one of my grandpas siblings, which she luckily birthed near Tijuana in a small village and not while walking in barren land. Upon getting to Tijuana my grandpa was put straight to work. He worked in Michoacan from…
the words noble, courageous, selflessness, and caring appeared across my ipad. Instantly I thought of my grandpa. I've always called my grandpa “Papa” since before I can remember. Papa was the most genuine, kind-hearted person I've ever known. He always put everyone before himself and did everything he could to better everyone else's life. My grandparents had 5 kids, when my grandma decided to move to Florida from Boston, my grandpa knew he needed to stay at the job he was at to support his family.…
Losing my grandpa in a car accident is by far the most devastating thing I had to learn to cope with. My grandpa and I were really close. We did many things together until the day somebody decided to have a drink while driving behind the wheel. Not only did the drunk driver pay dearly for his senseless act. He also took my grandfather’s life when he collided into the side of his car. Though my grandfather’s death was five years ago, I still remember him. An image of him is still locked in my mind…
Dear Grandpa, How are you, Grandpa? I hope you are doing fine. *boleh ke guna as fit as a fiddle?* It’s been long since I last wrote you a letter. I am truly sorry as I am busy burning the midnight oil to pass my examination with flying colours. I am narrating this letter to you is to tell you about some good news and bad news. I will tell you the bad news first so that you will be smiling when you are done reading this letter. Grandpa, is there something wrong? You know, last week I received…
A chilly breeze struck my face as I lower the window of the car, a 2010 Dodge, rushing passed buildings while leaves begin to fall off the trees. Mom and I were passing the local cemetery on our way to the store and I think of him. Without a warning, tears slowly make their way down the sides of my face and it takes me back to the Winter of 2010 when I knew, knew that he would be taking his very last breath. My Grandpa, beloved and cherished, has just passed. Balling her eyes out, Mom falls to the…
of heroes in my life but when I think hero, I think my Grandpa. When I think of Hero I think Kind, Helpful, Nice and many many more. All of these words describe my grandpa, and this is why my grandpa is my Michigan hero. My grandpa has been my Michigan hero my entire life. My grandpa is more that Superman or Batman to me, because he can do almost anything. Sadly, my grandpa should be dead right now. My grandpa was hospitalized in January 2003, and I was born in January 2003. My grandpa was in the hospital…
I was fishing on the lake with my grandpa. We caught several fish. My grandpa caught 25 crappie and perch. I caught 5 bass and 2 really big northern pike. 3 of the bass were over 20 inches long and the other 2 were just under 16 inches. 1 bass was over 4 and a half pounds. The bigger pike was 31 and a half inches and the other was 30 inches long. They fought like…
My Grandpa Leon is possibly the most negative person I know. Even though I love him, we are different from one another in almost every way. I am calm, organized, and quiet; my grandpa is boisterous, loud, and chaotic, with difficulty focusing and controlling his emotions. I prefer to live more simply and modestly; he loves to spend money on grand yet unnecessary things. We are both intelligent, but in different ways: I love learning about people, but he has been a bus mechanic his whole life, with…
My Grandpa, My Inspiration “Oh hi kiddo!” my grandpa said in disbelief as I walked in my grandparents’ house. My grandpa was in utter shock to see me as he put his glasses on just to make sure it was actually me he was seeing through his weak and glassy eyes. He shot up from the couch and swiftly grabbed his walker. He came over to me and just giving him a hug, I felt like I had to be careful because he seemed so fragile. “Betty!” my grandpa yelled in a slightly crackled voice as he…