Hans Winterstein
Rm209
English 3rd
Day of the Dead
I never met her, but my grandmother didn’t care what people thought about her. what I do remember is that I used to always wake up with the smell of bacon and eggs in the morning. I was told that she would go outside with just a Samoan dress on. It is long, sleeveless and it has a bunch of flowers on it. Nobody knew what she was wearing, so she just went her own way in life. It used to be funny because she would always fight everybody because the Samoan neighbors used to always make fun of her. she always ignored it and went along. So they got mad because she wasn’t paying attention to them. They confronted her and started saying a lot of stuff. One lady tried to swing and my grand mother was in the front of the house and when we seen the lady try to hit my grandmother, all of my aunties and uncles ram outside to help her so there was a really big fight outside. But she didn’t always get in fights.
My grandmother was a really nice and strong person. I heard that she always helped out with the church and that she kept it together. I really wished that I could have met her because I wanted to see with my own eyes how great a women she was.
Well this is what happened to her. My grandma got really sick. She was not looking too good. So when I woke up in the morning a day later I remember waking up and smelling really good food, well I mean breakfast. So I went down stairs after I got ready, okay we was all eating and joking around in the front then the phone rang. My mom answered it. She said that it was my aunt and that she was crying and said that my grandma was in the hospital and that she is not really doing well. My mom went to the hospital and stayed there. After like a week my grandmother asked for all our family to come and have a meeting. So we all went to the hospital. We all gave her a hug and said a prayer for her and told her she would get better. So the next day the day before my mom’s birthday she died. Then a week later she was buried on my birthday. We really didn’t get to celebrate it. I wasn’t mad or anything. I was just shocked. When we got to the house we had a cake and pizza for me. I was happy but then mad because this was one of the birthdays that my grandmother had missed. I really wasn’t happy I was just really quiet that whole day. Even though that she wasn’t there I still felt her presence in the air around.