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Personal Narrative: My Great Grandma Luci
My name goes way back to my great grandma Luci. My mom and great grandma were very close. You could say they were always together. My great grandma passed away when I was in the 4th grade and she didn’t live here in Hawaii, so I didn't really see her much. My mom always use to tell me little stories about things they would do, like gardening, shopping in the city, cooking, etc. My mom says I’m very much like her in little ways. Is it because I’m named after her? I have a couple of memories with her one of them was when I was maybe around two years old and we were at her old home sweeping her porch and petting the little kittens as they walked by. Then I would jump on her bed and my great grandpa would yell at me and threaten me and she would
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