I wrote this essay because I wanted to know how my grandma's life influences mine, and I wanted my readers to know that even the differences could become one's inspiration and supports. At first, I had a hard time to pick a role model, because I had so many of them that I didn't know which one would be suitable to write about. However, after reading Raymond Carver, Mentor, I thought I could write about people who are close to me. For this reason, I chose my grandma. While I was writing this essay, what’s interesting was I realized that my grandma's life is completely different from mine.
These many conflicts have had a very strong presence in my home and continue to despite my grandpa and his drinking routine no longer being present. My grandpa’s memories have always reinforced me to value what is good in life. From him I have learned to be a decent individual and to try to be my best self. Most of all, my grandpa has taught me to be a sensible person: a person who recognizes all and tries to stay true to himself, a person who is not entangled within his false reality where he is delusional of what is real. I hope to be someone who finds happiness in his own life and by no means resorts to
At first, I struggled with reading. Fortunately, my step-dad and mom pushed me to read every day and it paid off. By the time I was in fifth grade I tested to a twelfth grade reading level. Reading wasn’t just a chore, it played a huge role in my childhood. When I think about how reading shaped who I am, I consider all of the stories that I could relate to, or the stories that made me grateful that I live the life I do.
My grandmother loved my grandfather so much she was always by his side twenty four hours a day caring for him. She had nurses to help her out since taking care of him was a full time job. My grandmother knew putting him in a home would only make him sicker, and she wanted him to have the best she could provide for him in his last days. My grandmother’s role in my grandfather's life has shown me what unconditional love truly is. In the short story, “The Moths”, by Helena Maria Viramontes, a Latin girl is unconditionally taking care of her dying grandmother.
Grandpa was the seam of our family; he helped keep my family close together. When he died, the seam was lost, thus making my family not as close. Grandpa used to take my cousin and me out a lot to eat, walk around the mall, or just hang out together at Grandpa's house. We would see each other a few times a week. Now, my cousin and I don't talk as much as we used to.
He always provided for his family. He took care of my grandma all the way up to the end of her battle with emphysema. Grandma had a lot of issues and although it couldn't of been easy he stuck by her side all those years. I remember when I was a little girl I'd fall asleep on the couch at night and papa would pick me up and carry me to bed I always loved it when he did that I would even fake sleep sometimes just so he would pick me up and carry me to bed
I learned that my father and true friends would love me for who I am and not my reading habits. 2.) During my writing process, I began by listing reading and writing events that affected my life and my reading habits and my style as a writer. I also wrote a list of the major literacy sponsors in my life. I found that my mother was my greatest literacy sponsor.
My father has influenced me most when it comes to who I think I am. Growing up I had a different relationship with my parents than most do, while they were my authority figure they also were my friends who I felt comfortable talking too and hanging out with. My father has strengthened my religious identity, given me strength, stubbornness, and the ability to stand up for myself and others around me. He has taught me the importance of choosing a good partner to spend my life with, giving to others, and to believe I can do anything that I set my mind too. My father has given me and shown me things that, I believe, has lead me to the identity that I have today.
It was time to understand those words he said to me. My grandfather’s death made me realize how much of an impact someone you love can have on you. He changed me into someone who desire to help others. I decided that I wanted to be a cardiologist. The years that flew by after my grandpa’s death, has made my resolution of becoming a cardiologist stronger and stronger each day.
Today I want to explain the many ways my grandpa is a hero to me .My grandpa has always supported me and pushed me to be the best at everything I do, and taught me to never give up. Body I. My grandpa, Harold, is a hero to me because no matter what I do, if its playing a sport or learning in the classroom, he would push me to be the best. A. A lot of people have their parents to push them to be the best, but growing up my dad left when I was 2, so