How To Write An Essay About My Pappaw

When I was a child, I would spend nearly the entire summer at my grand-fathers house. Strangely enough, some of my best memories will always be sitting on the porch with my Pawpaw for hours watching nature and listening to him read me things out of the Bible. He read me scriptures with messages I didn’t quite understand at the time. As an adult, I am able to reflect on the verses he read to me and have a better understanding of them.

One thing I significantly remember about my Pawpaw was his appreciation of nature and the importance he saw in passing down the word of God. Most days, my grandfather and I would sit on the front porch in rocking chairs. He had a bird feeder hanging from a post. We would sit and watch the birds feed every morning and shew the squirrels away when they came to try and feed. I never really grasped why he hated the squirrels so much. He would say he was afraid the birds wouldn’t come back, and that was what he was there for. He loved hearing the birds sing their melodies.

Every day, he would make time to get his Bible out and try to teach me something. He would flip through page after page of the tethered Bible looking for things to read aloud. His pages were ripped and crinkled and scrap writing was

Church at a younger age was boring to me. I did not understand. But my grandfather broke things down for me to where I could somewhat understand. I was always excited to hear what he was going to read and how he was going to express his understanding of it. After he would read, he would always ask me if I understood. Most of the time I didn’t, but he would always try and give me an example from his life that would help me grasp what he was trying to say. That always made it more interesting and had my ears tuned into his stories. I loved hearing him tell