Whenever I would stay with my grandfather, General Grumman, I had a wonderful time.We would go places, play together, and talk.I never really got to talk much when I was at home, so I would talk so fast and so much I would loose my voice.And he would laugh so hard because I tried to keep on talking then loose my voice completely.
At night, I would get so rilled up and he would stay up with me until I finally got worn down enough to sleep.He would tickle, wrestle, chase, and tell me jokes, just so I would get so tired and 'drop dead' where I sat or stood.But the next day he would fall asleep while working and stay a bit later.He would make up for it though.
When I would go home, everything would go back to what it was.Making my father food when he'd forget to eat or make sure he got some sleep.Life at home was boring, but with grandfather, everything was great.
 Riza Hokai · Mon Dec 15, 2008 @ 03:09am · 0 Comments |
